Dropout ~ Why Don't We

Lost Boy (Part 1)

(Play the song when the Bold/Italics start ✨)

~ Jack's POV ~

"Jack get your ass down here I'm leaving and I don't care if you're in that damn car or not"

Wow. I love Sydnie. You can just feel the love radiating off of her (note my sarcasm). Just as I was about to run out of my room I stopped and looked at my reflection in the mirror on my wardrobe, running a hand through my curly hair. I pulled down my black hoodie as I continued to nit pick my appearance in the mirror. My hair was too big and in the way, it needed cut. My hoodie was too short, it needed to be baggier. My jeans weren't tight enough and were just normal, I'd really wanted to wear my ripped skinny jeans for the first day of my new school but they weren't washed yet for some reason. My black and white checkered vans were dirty and worn out, I had planned to buy a new pair but I never made the time. Lastly, my socks were odd, it didn't annoy me the most cause it actually looked quite cool in my opinion, but I didn't know how the kids at this school would feel about my weird 'fashion statements'. I grabbed my black leather Gucci bag and swung it over my shoulder. I wore a lot of black and boring clothes and accessories but one thing about it All was that it was expensive, and I was pretty proud of it. Thats what I put all of my money towards, that's why I have literally no money in my bank account.

I grabbed an apple from the fruit bowl and my keys before running out onto my front lawn, quickly jumping into Sydnie's car, "thank god you finally showed up, I thought I was actually gonna have to act on the whole 'I'll leave without you' bull crap" she sighed, reversing the car out of our driveway, "so, you ready for your first day?" I shrugged slightly in response, I haven't been to school for like two years, I'm pretty terrified, it's not even like I'm going back somewhere I recognise, I'm going to a brand new school with brand new people to judge me. I hummed slightly in response as she shook her head slightly, keeping her gaze on the road, "don't you think it's just better to start a fresh though, would it not all be a bit 'full on' if you went back to your old school? Cause I certainly do. It would be even worse than before" it's like she could read my mind. I looked down, staring at my shoes, sighing slightly in response. "Just keep your head down, go to your classes and keep your mouth shut. Not that that's gonna be hard for you" all conversation paused for a moment as we stopped at a red light, "You're gonna have to talk to them Jack" Syd rolled her eyes slightly as she moaned about the fact that I'm 'quiet'. I couldn't help it, it's not like the kids at my old school would listen. So I just shut up, let them say what they wanted to me, never ever said a word back...

But that was 4 years ago, and I still haven't broken my pact with myself. If I never speak now then when I'm older I can say something simple and it would still make an impact. I wanted to seem amazing when I was just mediocre. I know it's a pretty pathetic reason to not talk, I guess I also just can't be bothered to embarrass myself any further. "You need to try make at least one friend, try not to let them be too weird, but don't go looking for one of the headasses like the jocks or popular people, although if you do basketball, which I highly advise you do, you should become close with the boys on the team, but don't have them as your closest friends, do you get me?" I nodded slightly, pulling down the sun guard in the car to sort my hair in the small mirror, "your hair looks fine Jack, stop worrying, people aren't gonna judge you, they'll probably think you're cool, your outfits good, your hair is amazing, as per usual, so why would they not" I didn't do anything In response, I just pulled out my phone and text my mum, 'School starts soon, I'll text you when I'm on my lunch break, love you ❤️'.

I switched on the radio to fill in the sudden silence and plugged my phone into the aux cord, switching on one of my favourite songs. I think one of the reasons I liked it so much was that I related to it, I found comfort in the lyrics. I always loved music, I always would. I played guitar, piano, ukulele, and a few other random instruments, I used to sing but that was another thing that came to a halt when I stopped speaking. I didn't really miss it, it was embarrassing when people heard me, especially if they tried to compliment me, I knew they just felt bad for me and wanted to 'boost my confidence'.

There was a time
when I was alone
Nowhere to go
and no place to call home
My only friend
was the man in the moon
And even sometimes
he would go away too

"JACK" Sydnie clicked her fingers in front of my face, "were here, get out" I nodded as I opened the door and got out, swinging my bag over my shoulder again. I nodded slightly to acknowledge that I was thankful she gave me a lift, she shook her head slightly, smiling, as she drove away. Now I have to do this. I have to do this alone.

I took a deep breath and I walked up the pathway to the school. It was tall, a lot taller than I remember my old school being. I looked around, my eyes landing on a few people, I didn't really care about them though, they all seemed like they'd either fall into the 'headass' or 'too weird' category that Syd had told me to steer away from. As I entered The building I let my head hang low, I didn't look up, I kept myself to myself, occasionally sorting my hair with my free hand that wasn't holding my books.

Until suddenly I was interrupted from my plans of 'being invisible'. I felt someone bump into me, a boy, he had been running from the looks of it. I fell backwards. Sliding on the floor slightly, the other boy was still on his feet, but he was crouched low to the ground, picking up his loose papers and my books by the time I saw him, "I'm so so so sorry" he muttered slightly. I sat up and looked at him, my eyes studied his face slightly. He had bright blue eyes and brown hair, from what I could see when he was taking he also had a tooth gap, but it wasn't the weird ugly kind, for some reason it looked nice, it pulled his whole face together. As we both stood up he passed me my books, "again I'm so sorry, I'm Daniel, Daniel Seavey" he stuck out his hand, I shook it cautiously, this boy seemed nice but I didn't really wanna make any friends straight away, I nodded slightly, confirming that I was In fact new to the school. "So yeah, what's your name" that was when the nerves hit me, I couldn't just stand there like an idiot, I was gonna have to say something. Or I guess what I done was okay as well. I ran. I ran as quickly as I could in the opposite direction. I ran into the bathroom and went into one of the stalls, locking the door. I sat on the toilet, my head in my hands. I couldn't keep doing this, I couldn't just run from everyone... or could I?