falling from the stars

ch 1

Whatcha gonna do with yourself,
Boy better make up your mind.
Whatcha gonna do with yourself boy,
You're running out of time.

This time I got it all figured out

All I know is that I don't know
All I know is that I don't know nothing

And that's fine

The bell rung, proclaiming the end of the day. With a sigh, Billie got up and grabbed his bag. Kids brushed- no, pushed- past Billie and knocked his bag off his shoulder, causing his papers to fly everywhere. Of course, thought Billie. He dropped to his knees to collect the strewn papers. Dead trees covered in his stupid song lyrics flew past his eyes as he picked them up and dusted them off. Shoving them back into their bag, he went to leave the classroom.

"Have a nice vacation, Mr. Harrington!" Billie said, being polite as always.

The teacher just replied with a grunt.

Billie sighed. He tends to do that a lot.

The hallways were still buzzing with people, much to Billie's dismay. He preferred walking in the halls when no one else was there, so typically he was late to class. He didn't care though, it's not like his mom paid attention. As he passed by the doors to the gym, he saw Mike doing hardcore one arm push-ups with a bunch of brute jocks and sexy girls cheering him on. This made Billie think of how small he was. It was part of the teasing, Billie's size. He only stood at 5'7" tall at the age of seventeen. He didn't really work out, and he was pretty frail from all the beatings he took. Just as he was staring down at his noodle arms, he looked up and heard the door to the gym bang open, tons of kids flowing out with Mike leading the way. He glared down at Billie and snarled. "What're you starin' at, faggot?" He smirked and shoved Billie to the ground, letting the kids walking with him trample right over him. Billie just curled up in a ball and decided to forget about it. After all, its not the first time this has happened.

Considering the bell just rung declaring Christmas Vacation, all the students were buzzing about the gifts they were giving and receiving. As Billie looked around, he saw people laughing, smiling, crying even. Some people were loaded with gifts from their friends. Mike... well obviously Mike had tons of presents. No one even noticed Billie as he shuffled toward the doors of the school, knowing that he won't receive anything this year. He doesn't expect it, seeing as Ollie works so many jobs during the week, barely making enough to support them. He was just happy she was still alive. Billie shoved the doors open, the light of the white snow glaring into his eyes.

Christmas #17, here we come.

(a/n: i know this is the second update today, but i have nothing else to do, so here ya go. thanks for reading!!)
youre lovely
deejay