I am sorry, I couldn't wait 2 weeks to put this up.
Now, in turn, I would have let things slip and just keep going on. But man, these thing kept bugging me. When The third day came, I was about to switch out of 2 classes and get even harder ones that I wouldn't have liked. Scheduling is hard for me and other people alike. In the end, right before the deadline to switch, I didn't switch. I thought I could live with my classes, and I was right.
I had beginning choir as an experiment program that had to do with the arts. When I had joined, I had received the requirements to keep in the program, as well as what I was to do during the program. Basically to sum it up, You needed to attend every play/concert, needed to participate in regular classes, have good grades, and needed to help out with a big charity event that showed off everyone's skills that got accepted into the event. Well let's say there were problems with it, but we will get to that later.
As the next few weeks went on, I found myself overwhelmed with wanting to participate in many clubs and plays. There were things I would try to sign up to do, but got fired at an instant just because, I am a freshman. I tried joining the class of 2016 team, no one wanted to help, only the A+ kids might have joined, I did but no one took me serious, show choir, you needed to be in advanced or intermediate choir to join and still need to audition, and last but not least, I tried joining volleyball. There is no Volleyball in high school for boys. Only girls, what a shame.
My first few classes were simple as a freshman, PE 1, Alegbra 1*, English 9A, Beginning choir, and Communication. *I had failed it in 8th grade by 5 points, so I needed to take it again. Well, in the middle of PE, I was told that we would have a substitute teacher, due to the fact that she was in crutches and could not do much work. That Substitute teacher, has told me things that I would not have imagined. He was a Scout for many years, and told us stories about his youth. Well that was the one thing we had in common.
Scouting has been a part of my bloodline since I was born. A few days before the Substitute came I had told almost everyone that I was a Boy Scout. Man, I was laughed at, I was mocked, I got orders of Girl Scout cookies that I didn't even have. I can't believe that scouting was a downfall in high school. It was bad in middle school, but people didn't mock me that bad. Well all the teachers had understood me, all were thankful that I didn't get in that much of a fit, and were glad that I had told people about me.
Friendship is the key importance in relationships, coolness, and life. But where there is trouble, there are no friends. When you walk in those doors, you would think you have people there to support you during your day there, the answer is no. I have only 1 true friend. His name was Jim. To give you a quick thing about him, I have known him since kindergarten, we started a YouTube page, talk about that later, and we have so much fun together when we are around each other.
Well you think you make friends again when you get there, but sometimes you make enemies. Well to talk about the problems with enemies, we need to go back on what I was talking about earlier, about the problems with that program I was in. During my Choir class, We were deciding to choose a leader for our particular parts, alto, soprano, tenor, and bass. I was a tenor at that point. Well I ran and lost, against a way more popular kid, he had the girls, a deeper voice, and of course, he was taller. He was in the class just so he could graduate the next year and get with some girls.
Well he kept bullying me every day in class. I would keep telling the teacher, like the tattletale person I am, and nothing would happen. Well every time I had told the teacher, it would get worse. The teacher told me to just leave it and she finally sent ME to the office. I was wondering why, and then it happened. I was kicked out of the program for no reason, just because I was being bullied. Why me, But in other words, I stood in the class till the end of the year.
While on the topic of bullying, I have something to say. We all are different, and we act different to situations. Well, one day Jim and I were at his house and we started making videos, reviews, rip offs, and other funny ideas. These ideas exploded in our minds. Well after a few pushing and shoving, Jim decided to make a new channel, just for himself. Word got to our fellow friends, and enemies. I was mocked, I couldn't keep myself from crying. I was being Internet bullied. My parents got wind of it, I was in more deep trouble then before. First to delete all videos, then to have YouTube shut down my account. One video was copied and used to hurt me even more. I talked about all the bullying and got bullied even more by this video. It was the same as being part of a troll video. I was being trolled.
Ok I will post again soon. Just before another 2 weeks.
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The School Boy Life
Non-FictionA Four Chapter Series of a True Story about the High School Life a boy is put thru. Written and Lived by Writer and Fan Lover: CodeWilliamJ