The Odd Life of Tyler Jones: Freshman Year

After School...

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Waiting for the clock to hit 3 o'clock. I tap my fingers fingers, to take up time. Come on, it's 2:59! Tick faster so the stupid bell can ring!......3...2...1...."FINALLY!" I scream at the top of my lungs. Jumping out of my seat.

Well, too bad the clock in 7th period was 10 seconds late. "Sit down, dumbass." Austin makes with his sly mouth. I slowly slump back down into my seat.

Riiiiing! Riiiiing! We all get up to leave the classroom, but everyone except me managed to leave the classroom. Mr. Baldwin wanted to have a word with me. Ugh! Not now, it's time to go home. And, I am not going to get left by the bus at school! It edged coming out of my mouth, but instead I responded with a sad, "Yes, sir." But, I'm hoping that you'll take me home, Mr. Wait-a-Minute.

"I will not tolerate with you disrupting my class like that, Mr. Jones.", he said forcefully, pointing his long bony finger deep into my chest.

"Yes, sir.", I said rubbing the spot he deeply punctured in my chest. To be honest, I thought that he was going to rape me. He did have the structures of a rapist...scrawny, 5 o'clock shadow, short little spiky hair, beady eyes, and the older kids told me that he only wears dark blue polos. I hope that I won't be sexually offended by this guy. I think shaking. Mr. Baldwin asks me if I am okay. "Yes, I'm fine. Why is everybody thinking that I'm not okay? I'm fine, Mr. Baldwin.", I tell him trying to hurry up and leave.

I walk towards the door trying to open it, but it's locked. I walk to the other door, but it's locked too. "Uh, Mr. Baldwin do you have the keys?" I ask. My heart is pounding, scared of the thought of being stuck in a room with..him. He shakes his head. "Um, did you do this on purpose?" I ask, with a trembly voice. He nods his head, and lurches at my body. "Uh, I don't go that way, Mr. Baldwin!" I yell at the top of my lungs again trying to squirm free of his grasp. "It's ok, you'll be fine, I promise." I scream at the top of my windpipe trying to call for help. "Ahhhhh, someone help, please!", I scream. Mr. Baldwin tries to unbuckle me, but I fight back.

Then, I heard some kind of banging noise on a door. I managed to get free of Mr. Baldwin's grasp and started banging on his office door. "Help!" Now, the door that I'm standing at starts to bust. The sexual offender grabbed my head and covered my mouth, pulling me into a corner. Mr. Townsend!? Who knew that it would be him? Mr. Baldwin calmly collected himself and told Mr. Townsend that I locked myself in his office to...do "exploration" of what a teenage guy would do. I jumped up with my pants down, yelling the truth at Mr. Townsend. Mr. Townsend finally made a decision. "Sorry, Mr. Baldwin, but I kind of trust the kid more.", he remarked.

"Mr. Baldwin, I have no choice, but to tell the police that you have sexually offended a kid, and I'm pretty sure that they will believe me, following that you changed your name in 3 states.", Mr. Townsend remembered. How did you know that?

"How did you know that!?" Mr. Baldwin yelled questioning Mr. Townsend.

"I have my ways.", Mr. Townsend remarked with a cute little smirk on his face.

"I hate you and your family, John Townsend.", Mr. Baldwin remarked towards...John Townsend? Wow, it really does fit him. Nice choice, who ever your mom is. Mr. Baldwin looked at me and ran home to start packing again. I smiled thinking to myself again. "What are you smirking about, Tyler?" Mr. Townsend asked me. "Oh, just a little joke from earlier today.", I smile thinking about my friends again.

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After all of that, Mr. Townsend gave me a ride home. He promised to never talk about after school today. He stated that if I ever need a place to stay, or a ride to school that he's two blocks from my house. "Thank you, Mr. Townsend." I smiled waving good bye.

"Please, just call me John, anytime." He smiled at me waving. He had the perfect smile.

I walked to my house smiling and all. But, once I opened the door it was strickly said by my mom, "Go to your room, and do your homework. Once, your done with that go do your chores. But honey, first, tell me how was your first day of high school?" I replied shaking, swallowing a big clump of air down my throat, "Fun." She said, "Good." She walked off smiling. I can't believe that I have to do this for the rest of my high school year. Have a day full of hell at school. Then come home lying to my mom. I've never lied to my mom. But I'll never tell her the truth about myself...if my bat swings that way. I thought smiling.

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Finally, I get to close my eyes and rela-...my thoughts were cut off by my sister. "Bubba, I can't sleep." She whimpered out of her mouth.

"Aw, what's wrong, little sis? Bubba will always be here for you."

She cried. I got up to lift her up and comfort her. "It's ok, just tell me what's wrong."

"I had a bad dream...it was about you.", she whimpered.

"What did I do?", I question her.

   "You got kicked out by mommy and daddy, but you didn't leave. So, they...killed you." She cried deeply into my shoulder.

I comforted her head with my hand, "It's gonna be ok." I layed her in my bed right beside me. It was kind of awkward since I was just wearing boxers. Maybe, I should put on my pajamas. I went to my drawer to put on my pj's then went back to my sister's side, back in bed, to comfort her. We eventually fell asleep.