The Nerd {Septiplier} ✔️COMPLETELED✔️

School

Jack's POV

I woke up to my parents fighting.

I sighed. They do this every morning.

I want to wake up to my ma, gently shaking my telling me it's time for school.

But no.

Never.

I grabbed my glasses off my nightstand and stretched.

I slowly got up and went to my closet.

I looked around.

I saw a light green sweater and tan pants.

I wanted to look classy.

I went through my drawers to find a bow tie.

I found a black one and put it on.

I looked at myself in my mirror.

'You look ugly no matter what you do'
I sighed. I never look good. Especially now that my hair is a green blob on my head.

I looked at my phone.

7:10. I'm supposed to be at school by 7:45.

I better get to walking.

I walked down the stairs slowly. The yelling got louder.

I tried to not get noticed and kept walking with my head down.

I grabbed my backpack and left.

I never eat breakfast. Ever. I'm to fat to eat. At least that what everyone else says.

I sighed and looked down.

I put my headphones in.

I finally saw the school gates.

I sighed and walked in.

I live close to the school so I get here early.

I made my way to my locker.

I opened it and grabbed all my work books.

I saw my favorite book.

I grabbed it and smiled. I closed my locker and walked to my first class.

I saw the my teacher was already in there.

I smiled once more.

He looked up. "Hey Jack, are you gunna read again?" He asked nicely.

"Yeah, am I going to be bothering you?" I asked nervously.

He chuckled. "Of course not. Go ahead and read." He said while smiling.

I nodded and made my way to my seat. It was in the front of the room.

I set my stuff down gently and started to read.

After awhile I heard the bell ring.

I sighed and put my book down.

A ton of kids came rushing in. I took out my notebook and waited patiently.

But I heard someone say my name. I listened. "I swear, that Jack kid is weird. He wears the weirdest clothes. He's a gay freak."

Everyone around her laughed.

I put my head down.

I felt eyes on me. I looked up to see Mr. Black looking at me confused.

I rubbed my eye and did a fake yawn. He smiled and turned to the board.

I sighed in relief.

I grabbed my pencil and started to write down notes he had on the board.

"Jack, can you come up here and solve this problem?" He asked.

I smiled and nodded.

I got up and went to the board. It was a math problem.

I did the math and got my answer. Mr. Black looked at my in amazement. "That is correct. We'll all do a harder problem tomorrow." He announced.

I smiled.

I heard kids all over groan. "Really Jack?" One said out loud.

"Hey, to need a challenge." Mr. Black scolded that person.

Before we could do anything more, the door opened.

I saw Mark walk in. He's the school's punk kid.

"You're late Mr. Fischbach." Mr. Black frowned while saying that.

Mark rolled his eyes. "I know, I know." I sighed.

"Please take a seat Mr. Fischbach." He announced.

Mr. Black looked back at the kid that shouted out.

"And for you, don't make fun of Mr. McLoughlin because he solved that difficult problem."

I saw Mark look at the kid that did it. Probably just to tell him good job or something.

I looked down.

"M-Mr. Black, y-you don't h-have to w-worry about I-it." I whispered. He looked at me confused.

"Jack, please take your seat." He said that with a sad look on his face.

I nodded slowly and walked back my seat.

I laid my head on my desk and wrapped my arms around my face.

Mr. Black key me. He knows my past.

He's the only ones me I can vent to. But I don't want to talk about it anymore.

'You're such a wimp. You're weak. This is why you're parents aren't happy, because they had you.'

I felt a silent tear escape my eye.

I hate everyone and everything. My life sucks.

Why can't anyone notice?