May
the halls of KeyStone high we're quiet.
but if you look a little deeper there quiet because the students are busy whispering about each other, slipping notes in there ocean blue worn out lockers that lay next to each other in rows so that when a teacher walked by we all turned our heads.
stuffing them into our lockers so the they cant find a reason to scold you and send you to the office.
But me, May Grace Worner, I gather my stuff and walk to everyday class sometimes making conversation with my biology teacher while the others have there heads in lockers because I'm not like the others.
I have plans for after here getting out, escaping this small town where everyone knows everyone. Where, everyone knows everything about each other.
By now you must have grasped the fact that I am different, that I do not turn from teachers or feed my canine my homework.
Mostly because I, May Grace Worner WILL be making a difference and WILL be going somewhere in life even if it be the death of me.
People get agitated by me because I have a voice just like everyone else and I intend on using it.
Again for the last time (maybe) I will get out of this small town of Key Stone and make something of myself because my generation has yet to stop smoking marijuana and get there heads clear to change our society.
So that is what I will do.
For the most part I am quiet, unless I hear something I rather dislike.
I do not keep secrets, not that it's possible here.
My school knows I'm a lesbian and most do not bother me about it because they know my strong opinions on the LGBTQ community and I will not let them leave until I'm done speaking about how we are treated as a community which takes quite a while.
That and my peers tend to call me a "nerd" or "dork" I have heard both from most of the lacrosse team. Scratch that, all of the lacrosse team.
They make an effort to try and bring me down on a daily basis which I think is outrageous and should stop, they reek of body oder but I do not comment on it I purely tell them they should consider an antiperspirant.
For now, I'm stuck in this small town which I do not find a problem for now because I am busy acing my classes to get into my dream college, NYU.
New York a big place full of lights and buildings and dreams.
At least I believe so I've only seen pictures and I have posters on my walls.
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Jamie
I'm told to consider a lot of things although they don't really mean consider they just want me to do it consider is just a nicer word.
My parents, Kate and Jim Baske, constantly bicker back and forth about things which don't need argument.
I usually don't get into it just stay quiet in my room and smoke a blunt because they don't plan on walking in on me, there to busy screaming at each other.
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