In All The Time I've Been Here . .

One: I thought i'd go crazy

A/N: So this is my newest book. Well, one of three. I switch between books too much honestly. But I'm trying to work on my writing and flipping the ordinary. I'm trying is all I'm talking about.

It wasn't very eventful. My life, I mean. Maybe I should start from the beginning but then again this would be it for this time period. Full of so much hate and self loathing you'd think it was a personal hell. That's the funny thing about all of this. I've observed your.. species ... for a while and I don't see much good happening in this life time.

Humans are just so...pathetic...it's funny actually. They are either so happy or sad there is no in between. I've seen them sit in a dark room, crying and pleading with a God that isn't there to end their suffering. But I've also seen them so happy that they outshine the sun and stay like that no matter what.

What I'm saying is that there are the two to balance each other out but not enough to have an in between. This world is rotting. It's falling apart. And there is no one to blame but yourselves. I haven't seen kindness in so long. I've seen women get some of the worst treatment Satan himself wouldn't even wish upon anyone. I've seen men beat their children, animals, their own family. I've seen people kill one another. I've seen people get treated differently from more stupid things I can count. Who cares about religion? Sex? Gender? Color? Race? It makes no sense.

One other thing I've caught up on is that humans are made to self destruct. Life comes up once they're born with expectations and stress and too high standards where they think the only way to escape is to die. I've met quite a few myself. I've known others who have been in this situation. Humans are predictable, miserable, harmful creatures. They aren't even safe from each other.

Sitting back in my chair I sighed and sipped from my wine glass. This is bothersome. I knew I had to get up since my new "job" was starting today. It was just the local college, nothing too big. It should be interesting since I not only had to teach choir but also theatre class. I finished buttoning up my black button up and fixed my red tie. "It should be interesting, what do you think travy?" I mumbled out loud while fixing my hair. Of course I was met with silence. I grabbed what I needed and left for the day. I was not going to be one of those tuxedo kind of teachers. Hell no. I got in my car and started for the school, meeting Avriel at the door. I never understood why he liked psychology so much. Or why he asked me to join him but here I was. He showed me around and my room and tossing me my keys before leaving to let me settle in. The room was a good size with some practice rooms to a side hallway that you had to have the key for. Good, wanderers are so fucking annoying. I've had experience teaching and I'll never understand why sports kids wanted to wander the music hallways nor to take the practice rooms.

I put my bag down and put a couple music things up, mostly just a staff and some solfege for the freshmen. I hummed and walked around the chairs. They were simple black plastic chairs and there was storage for the choir folders in one corner of the room. Other than that the room was half cream half light blue. It was okay but it was boring. What caught my eye was the piano in the front of the class. And I mean a nice mini grand instead of one of those stupid electric ones. I decided to walk out to the auditorium where the theatre was going to be held and stepped onto the wooden stage. It's definitely been through some time from the faded color and scratch marks. I smiled a little at that, it's nice to know the arts does some stuff. Hopefully some plays or something will be good. I sat on the edge and looked up at the light box. This used to be your favorite. I still wonder why you didn't just stay with me..

I shook my head and laid on my back. This year was just going to be the same thing as every other time. Eventually I got up and made my way back to my room just in time for the students starting to come in for the day. I walked into my office and laughed a little. Avi had an envelope and a mini piano statue type thing on my desk. I opened the note and couldn't help but chuckle a bit.
Mitch,
I know you and your mopey shit but try to at least look half alive and actually teach the kids this time. I'll check up on you during theatre.
- Avi

He definitely knows me at least. I glanced up and saw the students start filling in according to section thankfully. I mean it was universal rule to have the guys in the middle and the girls on either side. I guess they knew a bit more then I gave them credit for. But then, I heard the whispering. "Holy shit, teacher 6 o clock"one soprano said. "He's pretty hot though" the other replied. I chuckled a bit and walked out after grabbing some music. Class isn't going to start itself. I walked up and stood next to the piano and that's when I met him. And that's when my philosophy wavered. He was going to drive me crazy, I could just tell.