Chapter Two

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Mikey's POV

In this town, changes happened often. I'd never really noticed them, honestly. I just looked past it and went on with life.

Because that's how it went for me: looking past things that I had no control over. Just like my parents fighting, my brother's drinking, and my issues.

I had more than I could count. Asthma, anxiety, and nearsightedness were just a few. To be honest, it wouldn't have made a difference if I hadn't had all the things I did have. I still would have gotten picked on and made fun of daily.

It was how it went and I didn't feel like trying to change it.

As for school, I did my work the best I could. I was an A student. I had two friends. Other than them, I didn't notice anyone. I hadn't noticed them since maybe eighth grade? But, it didn't matter.

Nobody cared. And that was how it was going to stay.

I was an outcast. A true outcast.

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On the first day of school, I just walked. There was no point in doing much else. Mom and Dad were at each other's throats again, and I had to get out of there before I screamed at both of them.

When I was walking, I caught sight of two kids, about my age. One was a girl and one was a boy. But, I didn't pay attention. I just walked right past. The girl's hair covered her face by the way she was standing, so I didn't even try to see her. I just kept going. It probably wasn't the one girl I did notice. 

And when I got to school, I sat on the steps. Just like I had since sixth grade. Because I didn't like change. With all the power I had, I tried to stop things from changing for me.

But it still happened. And way too much for my tastes.

Then again, when has anyone ever listened to what I want?

Song of the chapter: The Sharpest Lives- My Chemical Romance

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