Trapped

Chapter one: Yellow?

    SMACK!  I fall to the floor after the third person runs into me.  No one thinks that i have feelings, but i do.  I look up at the white school roof and just lay there.  Could life really get any worse?  No friends, no life, and might as well not have a family.  My parents work in some business, I don't ask specifics anymore, I just know it keeps them away and not at home with me.  

    After a long sigh I sit up and look around.  The hallway is clear,  I start to panic just as the final bell rings.  Well shit.  I quickly stand up and rush to class.  What can my excuse be this time?  My dog ate it?  No that's for homework.. Umm.. I've used every excuse I know.  Maybe I should just stop day dreaming.  I turn the last corner and feel sick.  As I reach for the door handle I freeze.  Maybe skipping one day won't be so bad...no.  I turn the handle and push the door open. 

    "Ah, Matthew, what's the excuse this time?" Mr. Raymond turns to me and asks.  I freeze, again and start to think of more excuses.

   "Well....ummm..My dog ate it?" I stutter out.  As soon as I say it the class bursts out in laughter.  Shit this is why I don't talk to people.  

  "I'm sure your dog did, That's a detention, have a seat Mr.  Tates." he says amused.  I rush to my seat and put my head down.  Great an hour helping Mr. Raymond grade papers in my least favorite class. Math.  I roll my eyes, stupid high school. At least it's my last year,  finally a senior.  Its only two months into school and I'm already fucking up what is supposed to be the best year at this hell.  Oh well, not like I have anyone to disappoint.

   The bell rings for lunch and I quickly run out the door.  I have the last two classes of the day off so for now I can go home until I need to come back for detention.  I walk out the big doors to the student parking lot.  As I'm walking I start to see some of the senior parking spaces chalked up in beautiful designs.  I don't have the time or patience for that.  I get to the last parking spot and look down at the blankness.  Well they did say to draw something that represents you, this matches me perfectly.  I jump into my black 2018 Mercedes and drive off.

   I see my house as I turn down the street.  To me, big houses are ridiculous.  Why do you need so much space.  When I get my own house I want it to be cozy not the crap my parents bought here.  And yes I know it's expensive but that's not what matters to me.  I park the car and start walking towards the door.  As soon as I open it I run to my room.  Did I mention I'm extremely scared of the house?  I hate it.  Once I reach my room I feel safe.  I run over to my charging phone.  

   "I can't believe I forgot you my baby" I say as I pick my phone up.  I unlock my phone and jump into bed.  After staring at it for a while I realize I don't know what to do.  I over heard some people talking about some teen dating sites and actually wanted to try them.  I go to the app store and look up teen dating sites.  It brings up a few.  I see Tinder but I know that's for adults so I scroll down.  That's when I see an app called Yellow.  After reading some info on it I decide to download it.  It takes longer than I thought so instead of signing up I take a nap to get ready for detention.  

     When I wake up I see that it's dark outside.  Fuck! I look at my phone and see that it's midnight.  I'm gonna get hell for this. I go to the bathroom and get pajamas on.  Once I'm back in bed I see a notification on my phone saying that Yellow was downloaded.  I rush to unlock my phone and see the app ready.  I see sign up or log in and start signing up. 

   Username: shyboy123

   Gender: male 

   Age:  17

   Sexual preference: men

   Yep, I'm gay.  No one but me knows and this is the first time I'm trying to be with a guy.  I've been waiting for a while for someone at school to notice me but I have lost hope.  After filling out the rest of the questions it asks me to choose some pictures.  I decide I want to look confident so I choose three selfies.  One is me after I got my hair cut.  It's flipped to one side and you could see the blonde highlights in my curly brown hair.   The second is of me in the mirror wearing my band tee and jeans.  I don't like it much because you can see I have no muscles but it's the only picture that got liked on my Instagram.  The third picture I decide to take now.  I'm wearing a long sleeve shirt and pull it over my hands so I can use it to cover my mouth and nose.  All you can see is my hair and green eyes.  Finally I submit my profile and wait. 

  What if no one matches with me?  I think I'll take it as a sign that no one is good for me.  I just want someone to talk to. Even if we end up being just friends it would be better then continuing to wake up and be alone.  And if I'm being honest I don't know how much longer I can take it. With no responses I slowly start to drift off.