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Chapter 2: Comfort Zone

"fuck...fuck...Fuck. Fuck! FUCK!! FUUUUCK! FUU-",

                I woke up in a cold sweat. "Ugh....another fucking nightmare huh?..." I groaned. My first day of school and I wake up with a nightmare...lovely start to the day. I heard footsteps leading up to the entrance of my bedroom. "Yo, Ash! Get your gay ass outta bed we're gonna miss the fucking bus!!!!!" Charles ran over to my side, jumping mid-air landing ass-first on my stomach which caused me to groan in pain. For fuck sake Charles that fucking hurt..." I rolled over slowly pulling my blanket over my head trying to purposely go back to sleep. "Haha my bad. No but seriously Ash, the bus is gonna be here in 5 minutes. You don't have to brush your teeth, just throw some clothes on, fix your hair and come on!" " Can I just skip the first day...?.." Charles had a sad expression on her face but tried her hardest to cheer me up. She knew exactly why I didn't wanna go..."Hey, come one Ash...I know it's hard but we'll make it through together! If you start having a hard time, you know you can shoot me a text. If we end up in the same classes, I'll keep you plenty of company and we could skip class together!" I chuckled alittle and came out from under the covers. "Fine...but I'm not talking to anyone or making any friends anytime soon no matter how much you say to." Charles rolled her eyes and finally stood up to get off of the bed. "Whatever but you're gonna have to get out your comfort zone eventually. We'll find some emos today hopefully and stalk them from afar. She gave me a smirk as I shook my head and smiled back at her playfully. "Yeah, yeah." That's Charles for you. I finally had the courage to get out of bed, get dressed, with my usual black hoodie, ripped skinny jeans and black converse, fixed my brown messy hair with bleached blonde bangs and rushed to catch up with my sister who was already heading outside the door. "WE'RE LEAVING G'MUUUUUUM!" "Alright have fun on your first day!" She finished as we both walked out the door and began speed walking towards the bus stop.

                Luckily, we were right on time. It came to a stop and the doors swang open as we stepped inside. "You two new?", the bus driver asked. "Yes m'am" Charles responded. The lady rolled her eyes at us and mumbled something under her breath. "Take your seats..." We both went to the very back of the bus and took our seats. Litterally everyone in that bus was staring daggers at us and gave us weird looks. "Well, shit. I tried...". Charles looked irritated already. I don't blame her, that lady didn't have to have a fucking attitude. Jeez...Charles then proceeded to pull out her phone and earbuds and put them in her ears as I did the same.

                We rode for a bit, finally ending up at the highschool: Steinshart Academy. I just stood there staring at the huge, bold, letters on the front wall of the school as I watched thousands of students walking inside the building. Memories of past events were coming back....my anxiety started to kick in. 'Shit', I thought. I want to go home...my breathing got heavy and I started panicking. Charles was ahead of me but as she looked back and noticed my facial expression. "Hey! hey! Ash! C'mon on! You're gonna be okay! Just breath okay?! Calm down! calm down...Ash." She was shaking me slightly. I knew she was worried about me. I hate worrying others...I took deep breathes as Charles took my hand and we finally made it into the school. "C'mon Ash let's go to the principal's office to get our schedules. Thing is though, I have no idea where that is..." Charles scratched the back of her head awkwardly. I looked around and found 2 big doors with the words "MAIN OFFICE" above them. "Let's check in the Main Office and ask.." Charles shook her head. "Duh! Of course! Ash the genius strikes again!" I giggle. "Nah, I'm not a genius, you're just dumb." Charles glares at me from the side. I try my best to hold in my laughter. "Shut up." She responds in a mean tone. We walked to the main office and asked where the principal's office was located. A kind counciler leads us both to a room with a huge desk and chair followed by two smaller chairs, glass windows throughout the back wall, along with some books on a few book shelves. We took a seat where the chairs were placed in front of what looked to be the principal's desk. We sat in silence as we waited on the principal to walk in so we could receive our schedules. Charles suddenly starting scooting her chair close to mine. She leaned in and whispered something in my ear, "Remember what I said, if we end up in different classes or if tour having trouble, just shoot me a text", she then gave a reasurring smile. I'm lucky to have such a caring sister like Charles. I responded with a slight smile and nodded. We heard a door open behind us as we turned our heads to see who was at the door. "Yes. Yes, okay." A tall kind of heavy-set guy walked in with a beage suit on holding a black cellphone to his ear. He also seemed alittle worn out with whoever was on the other line. It didn't even seem like he knew we were sitting there. He let out a long sigh as he finally walked over and sat at his desk in front of us. "Goodness....Mr.Craper please calm down. We've already talked this over. He will have to serve 30 minutes of detention. Whether he chooses to attend class or not is up to him but if this continues he'll have to serve ISS." Charles and I sat there awkwardly listening in to his conversation. "GOODBYE MR.CRAPER!!", he slammed the cellphone on his desk with a loud thud soon rubbing his temples in frustration. He soon looked up and finally agknowledged our existence. He let out another long sigh. "Alright...so you two must be new, am I correct?..", Charles and I both nodded in unison. "...names please." Charles spoke up first. "Oh!...I'm Charles-I mean- uh...Charlie...Charlie Traylor..." The principal looked like as if he was writing our names down on what looked like a document or something. "And you young man?" "..." Charles nudged me with her elbow signaling for me to speak up. I sighed at the thought of having to be reminded of my stupid parents that gave me this god forsaken name. I hate being reminded of those drug addicted pricks who abandoned us..."....Alexander Traylor..". The principal pushed up his glasses as he proceeded to write. "Thank you two for cooperating. I'll be going to retrieve your schedules. Once you receive them, GO STRAIGHT TO CLASS! I'm tired of having to deal with ignorant students and you both look as if you're quite troublesome. All these kids dying their hair crazy colors, wearing satanic, unspiritual clothing, sagging their pants and-" His voice began to trail off as he walked away to get our schedules. "...Why is everyone at this school a dick???" Charles shrugged at me. "Dunno, but who cares about what he has to say." Charles and I got up and gathered our bags as we say him heading back from the teachers lounge with some papers in his hand. He litterally shoved them in our faces. "Alright. One, and two! There you both are now get out of my office and go to class! I just got here and I already want to leave!" Charles quickly responded. "Um sir! We didn't really catch you name and also-" "PRINCIPAL STARK! NOW GET OUT!!" Principal Stark slammed his door in our faces as we stood there dumbfounded. "Well, fuck you too." Charles sighed. "I don't know Ash. Maybe we should've skipped today...these people are pissin' me off..." "Charles, same here, but you remember what you told me this morning? We can make it through this together. Just like before, okay?", Charles gave me a small sigh as we walked down the hallway. "I guess..." "Do we have any classes together?" Charles looked at the schedule in her hand. "Ummm...lemme see. It looks like I have 5th and 7th period with you." My heart dropped alittle and I started feeling kind of depressed. That was it?! "Aw...that's it?" "Hah you'll be fine Ashy! Like I said, shoot me a text and find some emos!" I shook my head and sighed. "Oh, welp here's my stop. You know where your class is right?" I didn't wanna make Charles any more worried. I didn't wanna leave though. I'm not used to being alone...but...I guess I had to at some point huh? I looked at the floor anxiously. "I'll live." Charles gave me another one of her big sister reasurring smiles. "Welp good luck! We have the same lunch so I'll see you then!" She walked into her classroom and closed the door. I heard the 5 minute warning bell ring. "Shit! I'm gonna be late! How the fuck am I suppose to get from here, ALL the way to the other side of this big ass school in 5 minutes?!" Ugh, I hate crowds, I hate being rushed, I don't have time for detention. Can everything just slow down?! I was finally able to make it to class right before the bell rang.

                As I walked inside, I'd noticed that this class was PACKED with people. Oh god...I feel like vomiting. I walked all the way to the back of the room and luckily, there was a seat in the back corner. "Perfect." I took out my phone, put my hood over my messy hair, and put in my earbuds. "I wonder how Charles is doin'...I hope she's okay. I'm sure she make friends faster than I ever could anyway." Wait..what am I saying? I don't need fucking friends...and I'm awkward and anti-social as hell when meeting new people anyway. The teacher finally walked into the classroom asking everyone to calm down and have a seat. "Alright eveyone. Settle down, settle down!" This teacher looked so old he could've been my grandfather. "Now lemme take attendance so we can hurry up and get started." He began calling names on his role. Shit...I really fucking hope I don't have to introduce myself in front of these losers..."Alright, Tucker..Tracy....um, Traylor?". Ughhhh...fuck my life. "...here...." I said quietly. I guess he didn't hear me cause he made me repeat myself. "Here!.." He glanced around the class only to land his eyes on me. Fuck, fuck...fuck..."Ahhh. You must be the new student. Well, let's get this over with. Go ahead and introduce yourself m'am." The entire class burst with laughter. I could feel my face heating up, getting hotter and hotter...M'am..really?!! "Um excuse me Mr.Craper, but I think that's a dude." Some random student giggled. I want to fucking die right now... I stood up from my seat vigourously shaking. Great, here comes the anxiety. I couldn't even get any words out. I started studdering like an idiot. "I-I-I....a-a-u-u..." Everyone started laughing again. I hate this so much. I wanted to jump into a ocean and fucking drown. "Please calm down and just introduce yourself so we can get on with-"

                A tear fell down my cheek and I quickly sat down covering my face with my sleeve. Everyone seemed to have taken their attention off of me and onto the door. I heard someone laughing outside. "Excuse me!!! Mr.Scott! Either get in the classroom or stay outside! Stop knocking on my door then running off like some 10 year-old!!!" I curiously looked up still wiping my face trying to figure out who Mr.Craper was yelling at. "Haha! alright Kyle, I'll see you later dude!" I couldn't really see much but some boy with short hair and blue tips had ran down the hall. "Mr. Scott! I'm talking to you! You can chat with your little delinquent friend later!!!" "Yeah, yeah whatever Mr.Crapper, calm your tits." I couldn't help but grin and chuckle a bit along with the rest of the class. The boy scratched his head as he stepped into class. "That's MR.CRAPER to you young man! And next time when you think of skipping class again, I will not hesitate to give you detention and-" "Blah, blah, blah I know then your gonna call my mom and all that bullshit." "Watch your mouth Mr.Scott!!! That's 30 minute detention for you-" The boy began heading towards the empty seat completely ignoring Mr.Craper. "Yeah, whatever man." Eveyone in the class was snickering besides Mr.Craper. He seemed real irritated and had forgotten all about me introducing myself. I guess I'm thankful that this guy had distracted him and the entire class because I think I would've died of embarassment otherwise. This guy...he actually looked really badass. He had really cool snakebite piercings, he wore a blue plaid shirt underneath a leather vest with a couple pins attached, skinny black ripped jeans and black boots. He also had a cool lime green deathhawk hairstyle with jet black sides that looked like they'd grown out alittle. He also had really cool blue tunnels and pointy ears!! I had no idea you could get body-mods at that age! Well...looking at him and the way he acts, he probably lied about his age. On most people, that type of thing would look a bit strange but, they looked really good on him. His eyes were a beautiful mixture between hazel and a dark brown....I felt my heart skipping beats..he was...kinda cute..but in like a sexy-bad-boy way.........wait.........WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK AM I SAYING?!?!?!?! I felt my face get hot again. I need music...this day is kicking my ass and it hasn't even started yet...I turned up the volume

and buried my head in my arms as I tapped my foot to the rhythm of the drums.

Slowly drifting to sleep on my desk...