Harry being the only junior in all of his senior classes was terrifying for the lad. It's not like he isn't proud of himself because he really is, it's just the fact that he doesn't fit in well with anyone. It may have something to do with the way Harry dresses, but he loves it.
Harry loves feeling pretty and wants to feel pretty. He loves painting his nails a mint green, and bathing in fruit scented soap. It can get tough for him because people just don't seem to understand anything.
They don't get why he dresses like a girl. They don't get why he paints his nails, or like girly things. He doesn't want to be a girl, he loves being a boy, but he loves dressing a bit girly. He has his reasons why, but Harry hasn't told anyone.
People would ask why he dresses like that, but Harry would always shy himself away from them. The school is really big, but it's just the atmosphere of students that just gets Harry anxious.
He really isn't fond of the idea of being in the center of attention like others. Harry is just so closed up and quiet, people wouldn't normally know he's in the room.
The reason why people know his name is because he's the only one in high school that cross dresses. He would be called a faggot, or, queer, or even a freak, but Harry was just too scared and too shy to say anything to them.
It's not like Harry needed any friends. He had a few years back, but Harry's boyfriend would convince the lad that Harry didn't need them, that Harry has him and that's all he needs.
Of course Harry being only fifteen years old listened to Jace. He told his friends that he couldn't be friends with him because he just wanted to be with Jace all the time. Anne didn't know that.
Anne always thought that Harry was being treated fairly at school and that he had a decent amount of friends. At least that's what Harry would tell her. It's not like Harry doesn't mind being alone almost all the time.
It's peaceful for the lad. He likes that he's alone and that nobody can turn their backs on him like Jace would usually tell Harry when the lad makes a new friend. Sometimes Harry would get confused to why Jace was allowed to have friends, but he wasn't.
Harry won't ask though. He knew better then to question Jace's commands.
The only way he would be able to express his feelings were on his journal he carries around with him. Harry loves to write in his journal every chance he got. It was like his own therapy. The only difference is, is that they don't always have the answers to his problems.
He got to rant about his day, and how he's feeling to that journal, but it can't just help Harry fix the situation. Harry could get help if he wanted to, but he's just too scared of what Jace would think.
He didn't like the idea of Harry telling some professional about their relationship, it's just not allowed.
Harry made his way towards the tree he would usually sit at and popped in his head phones. He pressed play to the new The 1975 album that he recently bought from iTunes the other day. Not a lot of people liked the band, but Harry thought that their music was so soothing and gets you thinking.
He casually stared at the sign 'West View High' printed on the side of the school building with a picture of a lion on the side. When he was early, he would always find himself seated under a tree. People would walk by and not notice him since the shading would be covering the lad, but Harry isn't complaining.
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