Clairemont High Book 1: Jalex

I'm A Walking Travesty

"Alex... Come on bud, it's time to wake up. We have to go to school." Rian shook my shoulder. I groaned loudly and checked the time, seeing that we had only ten minutes before we had to get in hisvar and leave for hell.

"I don't want to go today." I moaned into my arms.

"Yeah dude, neither do I, but we have to. Come on." He offered his hand out to me and a cautiously took it. He pulled me up out of bed and left me to fend for myself until we had to leave in five minutes.

"Do you want breakfast?" He asked.

"Do I ever want breakfast, Rian?" Was my snark reply. I don't know. I didn't want to talk to anyone today.

Rian shook his head and went downstairs, leaving me to my own accord. Seeing as I was already wearing acceptable clothes from the night before, I simply walked into the bathroom, did my quick daily routine, and walked downstairs to find Rian lying lazily on the couch. He wanted to be up as much as he wanted to be hit by a car. But who knows, maybe he might.

"Come on, we've got to go." He shooed me into the passenger seat of his car. We took off onto the road, the school not being that far away from his house. He was pretty lucky in that way. I mean, his house was close to everything: school, the park, every restaurant ever... I can't walk anywhere with where I live.

I laid my head on the dashing, hoping to get a little more shut-eye before we got the Clairemont. Rian plugged in his iPhone to the radio. I smiled as Marilyn Mason started to play through the speakers. It may sound weird, but listening to Marilyn was the only way I could relax sometimes. He drowned out the voices which plagued my mind day after day, so I was thankful for him.

My euphoria was quickly striped away as we pulled into the parking lot of our high school. My stomach dropped every time I saw the brick walls of this old building.

We got out of the car and made our way into the building. I was trying my best to avoid people; it was the only way I could stay safe. When I got to my locker, I was pulled into a fierce hug by some unknown assailant. I tried to push them away, but they kept a tight hold on me.

"God dammit Alex, why did you run away like that last night? You scared me shitless!" Oh, it was Jack. Well that's just fine and dandy. I wasn't in the mood for another lecture.

I turned to look him in his warm brown eyes. "I'm sorry I scared you, Jack, I really am. But I'm not in the mood to be lectured right now. I don't mean to sound rude, but Rian pretty much had to drag me out of bed this morning. I'm sorry." I returned his hug quickly.

The evident hurt in his eyes made my heart lurch. I didn't mean to hurt him, though I didn't understand why it did anyways. Why should he give a crap about what happens to me? I'm not worth anything.

We went our separate ways until lunch. Even in gym, we ignored eachother as much as possible. Maybe he understood that I really just didn't want to talk to anyone. Either that, or he was mad that I didn't tell him and now he's ignoring me out of spite. Whatever, I don't care anyways. Do I?

Aside from gym, the day was uneventful to say the least, unless you count having a German sub with an accent so thick you could hardly understand him as eventful. Jaime had texted me saying he wanted me to walk with him to the café, so I met him outside the locker room. During our treacherous journey to the lunchroom, we chatted lightly about what had happened that day in class and his dating problems.

"I really, really like Vic. I know he has Kellin, but I hate that kids guts!" He told me truthfully.

"I know what you mean. There's just something weird about him. I don't like it." I agreed with him. Kellin Quinn pissed me off to no end. He was a drama queen who didn't know what he had until he lost it. I don't think he ever will unless someone teaches him a lesson. I wasn't brave enough to do it though.