Geekless Love (Book 1)

April 12th, 2017

-Today was the Day-

Its been two months since Max and I started dating. And every single time I was with him, he melt my heart away. I actually started feeling something, something more and deep that I've never felt with any other guy. I wonder if Max felt that too. Tomorrow was going to be my 17th birthday and I couldn't wait for the surprises that people were going to throw at me. But then bad memories starting flooding in the oversees that clouded happiness. This was the first year that I wouldn't be able to celebrate my birthday with my dad. Thinking about it, he would probably be a crying wimp during the whole thing. And then another thing came to me. He never got to meet such a great guy. (That's you Max.)

I was walking in the school hallway with Max. My head rested on his shoulder as his arm was wrapped around my waist. We were known for, "The Perfect Couple." I didn't really believe in that stuff, but with Max it actually felt real. We were heading for lunch when Max had stopped walking and took out his phone.

"What do you want for you birthday, Tate?" He began texting something on his phone.

"I don't know, surprise me." I placed my hand over his phone and looked at him.

Max smiled and said, "I know the perfect surprise for you."

"I know you do." I continued walking to the cafeteria.

Cassidy had brought me some Japanese food for lunch. Max was a bit jealous that she didn't get anything for him. I just shrugged my shoulders and sat at the table with Lily, Logan, and Justine while Max went to go sit with his friends. I opened up my container and began eating. I couldn't even eat for near 10 damn seconds without my little group staring at me.

"Is there something on my face?" I looked at all three of them.

"Nope." Lily quickly replied.

"Well quit staring at me. Goodness I mean if you want a picture, go right ahead and take one." I started chuckling to myself.

They started mumbling something and went back to eating their lunch. School has been ok for a while. Some people have started to talk to me even though, it hurt that those that were talking to me, weren't talking to me before. I checked my phone to see a notification from Instagram. There was a post by Cassidy. There was a picture of me and Cass eating ice cream. Under the post it said, "My bestie is turning 17 tomorrow. BTW, we might be having a party for her." God she sucks at surprises. Now I know, I might be having a party.

After lunch, I went to my third period class, Mrs. Holloman. Her class was Language Arts. She was a cool teacher that let us listen to music and do what we wanted as long as we got our work done. Today, Mrs. Holloman wanted us to write a paragraph about someone that has been or is bullied. (Hello, you're staring right at her.) I took out a pencil from my bag and opened my note book.

Taytum Jase

April 12th, 2017

Bullied

Three years. Time goes by slow when all you can think about is getting pushed around and being messed with. Maybe I'm waiting for my time to end or maybe I'm just wanting this whole misery to end. One year. The only person that has ever treated me differently from all these douche bags was my bestfriend who died in a car accident. I thought to myself over and over. I felt regret in my life over and over and now, its like the pain is non stop. If only it took one thing to ease the pain. What would it be? It wouldn't be suicide because at least, I know that I'll make the world better by eliminating myself. Would you care if I were gone? Or would you just live your pathetic lives that you lived before? Now again, three years. Bullied.