Mr. Jigsaw

1

I have my messenger bag slung to my side and I put on my headphones and play Twenty One Pilots' Fake You Out. I eat the same breakfast as usual, a peanut butter and jelly sandwhich and I walk out the door with an IEP envelope from my parents.

The IEP holds all the information about my disorder they say and how I need lots of help in school. They say I have autism, I don't actually know all my problems, but my aunt said I was a really unlucky kid. I never got an explanation of why it was bad.

So after a good mile, I make it to the school. With my head down low and my shoulders high, I walk in with a really low self esteem. I walk to guidance and I hand the lady my paper and she takes it and looks up and says.

"Well hello Allen, you excited for your first day?"

I say,"Yeah, gotta dip" really fast and walked away. Then I realized I forgot my schedule, so I walk back to make it officially one of the longest awkward moments in my life.

I mumble,"Can I get my schedule please?" She looks really confused and she reaches for a piece of paper in a cabinet and says,"Have a good day."

I quickly take it and walk away and I start to think of some random math problem for my next drawing.

I have a lot of hobbies for myself, I play guitar and piano, draw with math equations and more importantly, puzzles.

Puzzles are so fucking awesome.

But I make it to my first class at 211 and I open the door and I make it to my seat.

Then I hear my teacher clear her throat, and I look up and she is pointing at her ears. What the hell is she doing.

She comes over and tells me to take off my head phones. So after hearing the same song for about 40 times, my day gets interuppted just like that.

I hate it when a day doesn't have repetition in it. It's annoying to not have it. Just imagine playing a video game, and you have an awesome kill streak or whatever. That's until your cranky mom comes in and says,"DINNER!" Extremely loudly. Now great you died, how do you feel?

I just sit down ignoring the vocals and just focus on the ringing in my ears, I feel like nothing without my headphones. Until I hear a snicker.

I see five or six kids talking to each other, but there's one boy who gets my attention.

He is wearing a varsity football coat, he has nice green eyes, smooth blond hair and had a sweet smile. He made me feel nice just looking at him. It also made me feel jealous. I just said to myself.

"There is no way he's going to even look at me."

I look over to see his face again, but he's looking at me.

"Okay...well there is no way he'll walk to me. I mean why would anyone want to do me or whatever, I'm really skinny, my eyes are big and brown, and my nose is small. It just won't happen."

He flipping walks to me.

I see him lean over to me and he says with the most soothing and funny voice saying.

"Heeey."