Roles

Peter

Waking up was surely the toughest part of the day for Peter- having to begrudgingly peel his eyelids back, against all better judgement, knowing he would regret not continuing his blissful slumber until he had endured the painstakingly uneventful day he had foreseen. All Peter could wish was to curl into bed with a well thumbed copy of one of the novels he adored so much. This way Peter might be able to experience a while of exhilarating emotions before the dreadful numbness would swallow him whole. However, ever the unfortunate boy, he could only dream of such things.
In spite of that, Peter continued his delusional hope that stories such as these existed in the forthcoming world. Once Peter had finally forced himself to prepare for school, he groggily made his way downstairs and began chewing slowly on a bowl of cereals. His sister, contrary to the ordinary, also managed a few mouthfuls the size of those a ladybug might eat today, before claiming she had to leave or she'd be late for the bus. He had his suspicions about his too thin sister, but he was not one to intervene so he kept his lips tightly clamped shut.
Peter made his way to the school, he was greeted by the obnoxious, loud Cooper and Carter. Peter's presence somewhat dampened heir happy-go-lucky vibes but they could surely spare the enthusiasm. The twins, who had an uncanny resemblance, were morning people, who happily chatted away, at the expense of Peter's hearing. As their nattering voices loudly bounced off the walls of Peter's skull, he sensed their giddiness and smiled, but he had no idea what he was smiling about. Their bright eyes and jolly countenance gave Peter enough to smiles outs it was anyway.
During first period they were recapping the subject of drugs. Peter, already having studied this along the majority of his class, could not keep his Ming from drifting off to alternate universes, where he might have had the chance to experience the type of life people wrote best selling novels about.
Venomous words spilling from the teacher's tongue mingled dangerously with Peter's dreams, sending him into an inner turmoil of spiralling wonders that maybe drugs might add the flare of excitement Peter needed in his life.
For the rest of the day, Peter's subconscious state was trapped in a sick world where he felt almost the same amusement of an aroused pedophile observing a defenceless girl in a tight dress.
What Peter did next was not respectable and he surely would not have done it if it weren't for the drugs he had bought from a well-known yet somehow not yet caught dealer from the year above. Peter wouldn't have gone to such extreme lengths for the thrilling rush of adrenaline, especially without a decent motive, and he wasn't at all surprised by the cacophony of insults he was sent from students in the hall, even if they were most likely aware that they had been informed of an exaggerated half-truth.
Later, Peter was called to the principal's office. His chair made a terrible screeching sound as he stood. Everyone, including Cooper and Carter, backed away slightly from Peter's disheveled form as he passed abruptly. Outside the room, he popped another pill, unaware of what it actually was. Perhaps, he wondered, you do not become the villain; maybe the villain becomes you. Peter did not realise that the drugs were ever so slightly becoming him. Of course he was not yet addicted, but he'd already become convinced that they were solving his problems.
Peter didn't go tho the principal's principal's office. Instead, he clumsily rolled a blunt and left the school.
A warped thought niggled at the back of Peter's mind as he stumbled slightly in a meandering line past a princess and a Neanderthal, doing a little more than he thought was publicly necessary. Peter couldn't help but think that he had pictured himself playing many roles in the story of life although he had never anticipated that he could become the loathed, ridiculed antagonist of this cruel, twisted tale, who could do nothing but apparently play by the script.
He pushed the thought away as he concluded that at least this role was better than his previous background life.
After all, Peter had a reputation to uphold now.