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Ep 2: First Day Of School Is NOT Normal

What the hell was his problem?

Happy at first but mad at me the next.

Either he's bipolar, or mood swings.

I laid on my bed and sighed. What is wrong with me?

I looked at the clock and thought that I really should go to class. I got up, grabbed my bag and went out the door. I made sure Michael wasn't around. I don't wanna talk to him right now since he's so confusing. Why did he change so much? He used to be so out there, so fun, crazy, and is not afraid to be himself. But ever since he moved away from me for five years he now acts like a traumatized robot. He wasn't around but I do have to face him during class. Was I really that bad? I don't even remember the last time I saw him. I decided to use the stairs to go to first floor. I knew that the elevator was gonna be full with students and then I would be late for class. The stairs were also full of people. Once I got on the stairs everyone faced me and smiled.

"Hi Conor!"

"Hey Conor!"

"What's up dude?"

People may think I have an awesome life, being so popular, good looking, great singer, and perfect in any way into everyone's eyes. But having to be nice to so many people is kind of hard. If I do one thing wrong everyone will look down on me, or even hate me. Plus, my life out there is the opposite. My family regrets having me, but they still try to love me. I have so many problems inside. I'm very confused about my sexuality, I'm insecure, and I just want to be alone sometimes. I try telling my friends about it and they act like they understand. But word always goes around. I overheard from everybody in my school that the problems I told my friends about were fake so that I can be even more popular, or people can be sorry for me so I can have more attention but that's not it at all! I've seen some things when I was little. I don't know if it was a dream but it's such a dim memory that I just cant remember. I made it down the long stair case with the help of so many people, but not all. Most pushed me or tried tripping me. I was used to it already. Even on the first day of school I knew that was coming.

I sighed. I had to get rid of the bad memories. I need to act positive , no matter if it was fake.

I walked into class, my teacher wrote her name on the chalkboard. All the students were sitting next to each other talking, gossiping, laughing, sleeping, or on their phones. I saw one of my friends that were in my band, he was listening to music and looked up and saw me. He grinned and walked toward me. we did our hand shake and hugged.

"Hey Travis! How's it been with your brother?"

"Oh he's fine, he's got a girlfriend now, so he's like, being a douche."

"Oh wow, yea I would expect that from him. Since the whole band is like a bunch of otakus, he'll feel like he's the king of the band for interacting with a different species." I said and sat down next to Travis.

The school bell rung and the whole class came to a quiet.

"Hello class! My names Rachel Hara, but I go by Ms. Hara. Today we'll be talking about the rules of class and what we'll be doing this semester."

I could here the guys snickering behind me.

"Dude, she's a Ms. Hara, she might be single."

"Dude I would totally bang that, she looks so young! And those breasts are popping!"

I rolled my eyes. Why would they be thinking about that behind a nice lady's back? It's immature, and mean. What if girls did that to guys?

I couldn't pay attention to the teacher while the guys behind me are talking like that. I have to do something. She can't be talked about like that. I have to do something.