The Semester

"C'mon you don't want to be late now, it's your first day." My mom said in her nicest tone. I didn't respond.. I barely did anymore since it was her fault I was even at this damned place. I stepped out of the car and opened to the door of the school, hung above the entrance was a large banner.

"Welcome to Wilmington Liberty High School"

What the fuck was I doing here? The day my fate was decided for me and my life was inevitably ruined played back in my mind.

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I slammed the door of the empty tour bus and began walking towards the back bedroom to escape my nagging mother. I groaned at the sound of the squeaky metal hinges as my mom followed my steps.

"Luke I need you to listen... this conversation is real and you aren't putting it off any longer." I sighed and took a seat on the bed, ready to hear my mother repeat herself for the hundreth time. "I can't do this anymore. I just can't watch you self destruct." Her voice began to crack and when I looked into her eyes I saw pools of tears beginning to form... this was not her normal lecture.

"Mom... I know. I know that you're sc--" I was cut off by her voice again.

"No Luke, you don't know. You have no idea, and that's the problem. I have given you nothing but support from the day that you decided to form this band and make videos, but I can't just sit back and watch you turn into someone that I barely even recognize."

She wiped the tear away from her eye and I just sat silent as I waited for the rest of her speech. "You are barely seventeen and I am scared that you're an alcoholic. Your friends are worried about you too, and none of us can seem to figure out why this summer has changed you this much."

I stood up and began to pace...her accusations made me want to punch a wall. I hadn't changed at all, I was just trying to have some fun. The attention that our band was beginning to receive from our summer tour with One Direction had nothing to do with my mom catching me drunk or high more often than not... I was growing up and I was starting to make my own decisions; why couldn't she just accept that?

"Luke please sit down, I'm not done speaking with you."

"I'm done listening." I continued to walk back and forth in the confined space as she continued talking.

"You haven't taken any of my threats seriously, but I've already talked to Thomas, your manager, about pulling you out for the rest of this tour. There are only a handful of shows left anyway." I stopped pacing and looked up at her with furrowed eyebrows.

"No, I know you and you wouldn't destroy everything that I have worked for because of your stupid fucking concerns!" I began to speak louder and louder until I was yelling.

"I also talked to your friends, and they said they'd understand leaving the tour a little early if it is what you needed." I felt helpless..even my closest of friends had betrayed me.

"Where would we even go.. I just don't understand what leaving the tour would accomplish other than hurting me?!" My mom sighed and wiped her tears away once more.

"Well while you would be on your break, the rest of the band would stay in America and work on the album..." She paused wouldn't look me in the eyes. I cleared my throat and tried to stay as calm as possible while she continued.

"I think you should remain close to them, but you should also go back to a normal life...so I have been looking at houses and have set up some interviews with some places."

My eyes widened and my throat became dry.. I knew exactly what she was going to say. "Luke you're going back to school."

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