Challenge :A.C.M:

4.

:griffin:

"Hey!" The annoying voice that belongs to a boy that has yet to leave me alone calls from behind me. I sigh heavily and roll my eyes turning around to see him standing behind me. 

"What?" 

"Griffin" He says, and my eyes widen, but not enough for him to notice "Griffin Stone, that's your name"

"Nope, nice try though" I state quickly, turning on my heels and beginning to walk away but he catches my wrist. This boy has got to stop touching me. 

"Nice try, I know that's your name. You were right, I never would've guessed it" He chuckles "But it's pretty cool" 

"So, what now? You'll finally leave me alone?" I raise my eyebrows.

"As if" He snorts "But, I'll see you around. I have football practice" He smiles, running off in the direction of the football field. I roll my eyes and get into the car, rolling my eyes when my phone rings. I look at it, and see my moms name, huffing loudly, I answer the call holding the phone up to my ear. 

"I'm on my way to see Richard mom. You don't need to remind me" I say in a bored tone, hanging up the phone. I turn on my car and back out of my parking space, driving in the direction of my therapy building. I park in a space, and walk inside of the office, the cold air hitting me. I rub up and down my arms, trying to create some friction to warm me but to no avail.

I sign in and sit down in the waiting room, scrolling through my twitter. I get a notification for a new follow on my twitter and I click on it, seeing Austin's picture on my screen. I bite my lip, and look over his profile, seeing he has over 2 thousand followers. 

That's basically the entire school. 

I follow him back, and lock my phone, leaning against the back of my chair, my arms crossed over my chest. My phone vibrates in the palm of my hand and I look at it, seeing a DM from Austin. 

@austinmahone: Hi :)

I sigh through my nose, hoping he will eventually give up but nevertheless, I type out a response hitting send. 

@StonedGriff: Hey.

@austinmahone: Nice twitter handle

@StonedGriff: Thanks, it was a phase I guess.

"Griffin Stone" The secretary at the front desk calls my name and I walk up to her, leaning against the desk. 

"Dr. Williams is ready to see you" She smiles, and I nod, putting my phone into my back pocket and walking down the long hallway to Richards office. I knock on his door, hearing him yell 'come in'. I slowly open the door, walking inside. He looks up from his laptop, and smiles, taking off his glasses and motioning for me to sit down. 

"Hi, how are you?" He sits down on the chair in front of me, grabbing his clip board.

"I'm fine" I shrug, crossing my legs.

"How's school going?" He asks "It's been what, two months?"

"Yes" I nod "It's fine"

"Is every answer you give me going to be 'it's fine'?"

"No" I shake my head.

"Have you made any new friends?" He asks, and I think about telling him about Austin, but decide against it, shaking my head.

"No" 

"Have you tried?" 

"No" I repeat, shaking my head.

"Why not?" He asks with a sigh.

"Because I hate everyone" I shrug.

"You have to work through this, you need to try and make friends" He says.

"I don't want to. I'm fine on my own and I don't mind not having friends. I don't need them" I rub my hands along my thighs, the tips of my ears heating up. 

"You do need them" 

"No I don't. See this is why I skipped out last time! I hate when you tell me bullshit that isn't going to help me! Having friends won't solve shit!" I growl, standing up from the chair and storming out of his office. I walk out of the building and to my car, getting inside and pulling out my phone. I see that Austin sent me another message and I open it. 

@austinmahone: Not sure if you've guessed yet, but, I'd like to be friends...

I smile slightly, but quickly let it fall, clearing my throat.

@StonedGriff: I don't need friends, so no thanks :)

@StonedGriff: I'm sure someone else is willing to be your friend.

@austinmahone: I want you to be willing to be my friend...

@StonedGriff: Oops... 

@StonedGriff: I have to go, I guess I'll see you at school.

I turn my car on and drive home, parking in my driveway and walking through the front door, my mom coming out of the kitchen. 

"How'd it go?" 

"The same way as every time, Mom" I stomp up the steps and into my room. I open my window and climb outside, sitting on the roof, wrapping my arms around my legs, bringing them to my chest. 

"Who knew we lived so close to each other" Austin chuckles and I huff through my nose, looking to my left seeing him standing at an open window. 

"Yay" I mumble sarcastically "What do you want from me?" I ask, and he shrugs.

"I already told you" 

"And I already told you, I don't need friends" I sigh "Not to mention you're a jock" I roll my eyes.

"What does that have to do with anything?" He asks. 

"I don't want to be friends with a jock. You're all assholes" I shrug, and he sighs. 

"I'm not an asshole, let me prove it to you" 

"No thanks" I shake my head, standing up and walking back into my bedroom and closing my window and my curtains. I lay down on my bed, and stare at the ceiling, pulling the cover over my body, sighing heavily. 

"Richard called" My mom barges into my room.

"I don't want to hear about how you're disappointed in me. It's all bullshit" 

"You need to work with me. If you don't talk about this, nothing will change and you'll never get better" She sighs.

"I don't need to. I'm fine the way I am so fuck off" I grit, pulling the covers over my head. I hear her sigh loudly, and her feet patter towards my door. 

"I just want my old Griffin back"