Logical《Septiplier》

「Chapter 2」

School was finally released and I began my journey home. as usual I place in my earbuds and continue listening to my music, it helps me think while I walk home, it's also good at preventing people from talking to me.

people never really understood why I constantly listen to music, i'm labeled "the green hair guy with his earbuds in all the time." I didn't mind, but the thing that truly bothers me is the fact that they judge me for my interests. This lead me to keeping myself a secret to others.

No one ever really knew who I was, which was a good thing in my opinion. I like to remain a mystery to people, but the thing they don't know is that I know more about them than they know about me.

That was the only thing I was really thinking about on my way home. I was in such deep thought that I almost walked past my own house, if it wasn't for Gizmo barking, I definitely would have walked right past.

I enter in through the door of my home to be greeted by my mother cooking and my father reading on the couch. Gizmo also greeted me by jumping right into my arms and licking my face.

"Hello family."

"Hello Sean, how was school today? Did you receive that chemistry test back?"

"yes and I had excelled the highest score, I got all the extra credit questions correct to earn a 42/40."

"very good, dinner will be ready in a few hours."

"okay. in that case, i'll be in my room studying." I walk up the stairs to my room. it's very quiet since all my siblings are out. My siblings were never really home, they all were out socializing or working. I was constantly the only one at home except for when I go out with Brandon, Nat, and Midori.

I wasn't really gonna study, I had completed all my work during the free period I had today, I don't have to worry about anything tonight. instead of bringing out my books, I bring out my phone and head onto Instagram.

I have a secret account on Instagram that no one in school knows about except for my friends, I use this to observe what everyone's like outside of school, i'm sure it sounds weird but people act totally different inside and outside of school. And besides it's where I get some of the gossip about people in school. Sure gossip isn't true, but it's interesting to see the over exaggerated bullshit people will start for attention.

Sam is apparently cheating on her boyfriend with someone in a private school. Her boyfriend doesn't know yet, but soon enough it'll happen if this is true.

Some guy at our school is secretly in a relationship with one of the teachers. That teacher is apparently and allegedly on "vacation" for the rest of the school year because another teacher caught them. This seems to be true because the rumored teacher hasn't been here for the past 2 weeks.

Everything that deals with drama is about relationships. This is why I don't date anyone and just focus on my studies, I don't benefit intellectually from a relationship, the only thing I would get is drama and rumors. it's better to just remain single.

Things are very wild at my school, especially since it's a public school, anything and everything can happen. I try to fly under the radar, no one knows that I know all of their secrets.

I scroll over to Mark's Instagram. I don't follow him, but I have memorized his user name. Mark is someone who doesn't have any drama in his life, as far as I know he's never dated anyone, this surprises me for some reason, I would have thought that he would have dated someone by now with the way he looks and the way he acts.

Mark always had confused me, he always seemed to have girls ask him out, he has the power to make any girl melt into his hands and bend to his every whim. but he turns every single last girl down. It was odd, and he just continued to be his happy go lucky self without a care in the world. he's the mystery I want to figure out.

His Instagram page had quite a few selfies, and a lot of artsy pictures; sunsets, flowers, and the beach. It was a very nice page and was well crafted and captured, but he didn't have many followers, he was well known around the school... why was his follower count low?

"SEAN! DINNER IS READY!" I wish my mom would call me Jack, it didn't sound right when she called me by my legal name. I lock my phone and head down stairs.

I sit down at the empty table, only my mom and my dad fill the seats. I begin to eat my dinner and then my dad goes detective on me.

"so. anything interesting happen in school?"
I shrug my shoulders, i'm not a person of many words around my dad.

"well in band we learned I learned a new drum piece... and in history we began to learn about the first World War... I got my chemistry test back and we learned about molecular mass and conversion... and in health class we learned about CPR."

"Observe anyone interesting today? learn anything new about someone?" My parents always knew I was an observer, they knew that's why I didn't really talk much, I was too busy observing. Because of this, they liked to hear my insight and thoughts on other people.

"Well you know that Mark Fischbach boy I told you about a few days back."

"yes, what about him?"

"he's... average. And I learned today that his group is quite a reckless and loud lunch table. I had my first interaction with him because his ketchup pack hit me on the head. He did apologize."

"seems rather interesting, why did he throw his ketchup packet?." I shrug, I didn't know the answer so I didn't say anything, I then finish up the last bits of my meatloaf.

"He seems nice, but i'm still trying to figure him out." I wipe my mouth with my napkin and gather all of my dishes off of the table.

"Thank you mother for dinner." I stand up and bring my dishes over to the sink, wash and clean them, and then retreat up to my room again.

It was beginning to get quite late. It was already 7:30 pm, the sky was dark and I lay in my bed. I heard my siblings return home one by one. I never really got along well with my siblings, they never seemed to like me because I was apparently "dull" and "boring". I never took part in many activities.

in order to avoid them I decide to write in my daily journal. I pull out the ratty and somewhat torn up book and place it onto my desk and open it to a clean page.

3/8: Today was another average day I suppose. In band I have begun to learn a new drumming piece which I have already nearly mastered. No one to really observe today, everyone in class for once was actually on task. History we learned about the beginnings and triggers of the first world war, again, nothing observed. Chemistry I had excelled over everyone yet again and got a 42/40. Parents were yet again unimpressed but satisfied with the score. Someone I did observe today in class though, the Mark boy again. He seems to be an average learner and gain average grades, but I have noticed lately that his grades have begun to slip, if he doesn't act soon, he will for sure fail this year. Lunch gave me yet another opportunity to observe him, but this time I came into contact with him due to the fact that his ketchup pack hit me on my head. He is very sympathetic and caring but clumsy with a rowdy group of friends. Health class has nothing to report.

I wait for the ink to dry and close up my notebook and place a fake cover over it so no one looks at it. Last year I had found a book cover for a small book entitled Algebra for the Youth. I did search up the book and seemed like a book I would have, but I use this lost cover to disguise my notebook. No one in this house has any business reading my diary/journal so I hide it to guarantee no one will read it.

After placing away my notebook, I decide to wind down by catching up on some reading and bring out one of my books: Paper Towns by: John Green. I loved this book, it had very interesting plot, it was a heart wrenching story of mystery and adventure, I wish I could journey like Margo and Quentin, maybe then my life would actually be interesting. I read and read all through the night, until I had fallen asleep with the book in my hand.