While My Guitar Gently Weeps... (Tomtord neighbor/highschool fanfic)

A New Kid and the number 7...

TORDS P.O.V.

I was overly excited today, because today there would be a new kid coming to this town and our school... there were almost never any new kids! I wonder what they look like, are they a boy or girl??? So many questions, anyways while I was with my thoughts I put on my pastel pink shirt that didn't cover my shoulders and had a black cross on it and some black ripped jeans along with my famous pastel red flower crown. I grabbed my back pack and headed off, I looked at the other side of the street and I saw him, the new kid was a guy, he had hair that defied gravity and wore pitch black glasses, it wasn't what you would call sunny so why did this knew kid wear glasses... he's weird.. and I like it!

TOMS P.O.V.

I got ready and walked to school, I wore a dark grey t-shirt with extended white sleeves under it and black pants with checkered sneakers, along with it I wore glasses so people couldn't see my eyes... I checked in the mirror I sighed at my braces and my eyes.... my eyes it was the reason from one of my seven words to describe my life... my seven words.. the number 7 to describe my life in seven words ending on my favorite number 7... seven words, seven meanings, seven lives, seven sins, 7, what a wonderful number, my favorite number.... I might as well think about my life and my special seven words...

Lies, abuse, bullying, depression, loneliness, music, and BROKEN

The first word to describe my sacred up life is LIES why? because its all people do lie.. saying they CARE about me... LIES... they WORRY just more lies.... lies its part of my life its part of the world.. my first word.. lies pure, meaningless, LIES...

My second word of my life... abuse, I've been abused my whole life... my parents just love to hate me.. my father is an abusive alcoholic... heck the only reason we move here was because he got a new job. My mom is worse because she just stands there getting drunk and doing nothing... she doesn't even care for her own son.. she doesn't even looked at me, disgusted by my eyes she doesn't want to spare a glance and much less take care of me... a pineapple and bowling ball would make better parents than these two people..... luckily my mom also found a new job so I won't have got deal with her or my father... since neither have ever bothered to take care of me... I've always taken care of myself I learned how to cook and now cook for the whole family and if foods not ready at the table for mom and dad by the time they come home it becomes a war zone... so my second word is abuse.. the thing which I have always received from my uncaring, unloving, hate filled parents... abuse..

Bullying... something kids have done to me my whole life... maybe it was my gravity defying hair, or my slightly sharper than normal canines, or many its my eyes... its probably all three and more... because I'm probably the worst human no.. thing to exist.. maybe I wasn't meant to exist... all I know is that my third word is bullying because I've been bullied my hole life for my looks and more.... bullying.. I hate it...

My fourth words caused by all this placed before you... my depression, you must have expected this... you cant expect someone going through all this since they were born to be dandy and all... depression my fourth word.. it comes from all the abuse, anxiety, bullying, loneliness, my sadness and agony, all the lies, and more of my life that I don't bother to put into words. Depression... I had it but what can I do I'm not going to seek for help.. I'm fine.. I just have to handle this on my own and stop being a baby. Depression the fourth word of 7...

My fifth word that comes out of my mouth is the least bit spring along with depression... my loneliness, loneliness my fifth word of my life... I'm alone I always have been I always will m=be with my hair my eyes... I'm NOT normal no one likes me I'm alone in this word and it will stay that way... I repel people they don't want to be near me, ill always be the 'freak' everyone stays away from... I'm alone... my loneliness, my fifth word it consumes me....

My sixth word... maybe my only safe haven the only this I can do to relax besides climbing trees, reading, or watching the stars, the moon, and sunsets, its my savior. The only thing worth living in my opinion... music my sixth word and my savior...

Finally my seventh word, the most important word, on my favorite number, my seventh and most important word... BROKEN, because thats my life, its broken. Everything is broken I and broken, humanity is broken, life is broken, and I don't believe there is fixing it... BROKEN.. mt seventh and final word.

I had reached school... had my thinking taken so long.... geez. I looked over to some kid, he wore a flower crown? Pastel clothes... and his hair were like two horns pointing upwards.... odd but why is he staring? I still had my glasses on. He went inside giving a friendly wave I didn't wave back as he entered the building. "Well its time to start the first day of hell..." I mumbled sarcastically entering the building and heading to my first class... P.E. I went to the lockers and went to my locker. There he was the horn haired boy changing into his gym uniform I changed into my gym uniform having to take off my glasses I sighed getting ready to be picked on as my pitch black voice like eyes were now open. I could here people staring a whispering. The horned hair kid just watched me like a hawk.... today was going to be a very very long school day wasn't it?

((End of chapter 1044 word count!))