I woke up at six feeling a small draft coming through my open window. I moaned as I looked helplessly at it. Thinking that if I stared long enough it would close all by its self. After a minute of helpless staring I groaned and got up to close it. I knew that if I fell back asleep I would never wake up for school in time.
I strolled over to my wardrobe and pulled out some clothes and a pair of converse. I started putting them on and turned on my straighteners to give them time to heat up.
I put on my clothes and looked at my self in the mirror. Something was missing. I went through all the stuff I owned searching for the object in my mind. Then it hit me. Literally Oli came to my door and through them at me. My well loved earphones.
"Thanks for lending me these," he said after he threw them at me.
"Anything for a bro," I answered punching him in the shoulder as I walked by him and down the stairs.
When I got downstairs my mum was looking at me in deep concentration stare. I looked at her closely as I walked around her and started to get some bread from the cupboard. My mum did that sometimes. She would stare at you so deeply you would think you had an impossible math equation drawn on the inside of your brain and she was trying to solve it. But this just made me appreciate her even more. She would always be there for me whatever happened.
I was just walking through the school gates when I heard somebody shout 'fag' loudly at me. Anyone would think it was my name it happened so often. I turned around as I was curious as to see who it was. It was Dan and the rest of his 'gang'. They where the fags anyway, walking around with their pants at their knees and a girl under each arm.
I walked on not taking notice and went to form room early. My form teacher never seemed to show up. Nor did any of my form. But I still really liked going. Only because the two most amazing people where there. Cameron the amazing best friend of mine and Zoe, the beautiful, amazing Zoe. She was so perfect that my heart turned to liquid and melted through my ribs whenever we spoke.
I strolled into the lunch hall searching for Cameron. I remembered he had a club today so I just sat down alone. This would not be a problem for me unless the only seat spare was 3 seats away from Dan and his friends which unfortunately it was. Still, I bravely sat down and didn't talk or make eye contact with them.
I thought it was all going to be okay but then I saw Dan looking at me about to say something. My heart stopped and I felt my hand go all weak as he slapped it with the sharp side of his knife. I let out a small yelp of pain as he laughed with his friends. They walked away and threw bits of litter all over me and my food. If I was brave I would have stood up to them. But no I'm just the teeny gay kid that nobody likes.
If you are sitting there open mouthed don't be fooled you read it right. I'm gay and have been since I was younger. If you are confused as to why I called Zoe beautiful and amazing it's because she is one of my best friends and I love her like that. She always looked out for me when Dan says thinks or anyone else does for that matter.
I stood up and left for my next lesson early to avoid any more pain. It was the last lesson and it was my favourite. I had maths and I really loves it because I got to sit at the back of the class and daydream. I could think freely and sometimes sit there with a headphone in to listen to music.
I never put in two headphones because of a past experience: I was listening to music and miss picked on me to answer a question. As I had both headphones in I didn't hear her. Everyone in class looked at me as I hit my fingers on the edge of the table like it was a drum kit. I looked up and saw all the class and an angry teacher looking at me. After this I got black headphones to blend in and only ever put one in. I can't risk them being taken off me again.
This lesson went pretty fast and I was able to listen to music and daydream. The second the bell went I was the first one out of the room and first out of the school gates. I would rather be anywhere but school. One I hated the lessons and two people had started to pick at me a bit. It wasn't to bad yet but it was about to change.
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He Is My Brother (Oli and Tom Sykes)
FanfictionWhen Tom, Oli Sykes brother is getting picked on at school. Oli has to step in and change things before it's too late.