The Story Of A Nirvana Child

Part 2 - Music

Callum was sitting in the corner of the music room.
"Oi Alex! Alex!" he shouted. His voice boomed across the room. If you couldn't hear him, you were either deaf or dead.
"What do you want, Callum?" Alex replied calmly. Alex always tried to keep his cool. Sometimes he just snapped. Today was one of those days.
"Come here you dickhead! Did you cry to your daddy this morning? Oh wait, I forgot! You don't know your dad!"
Alex was furious. He wasn't in the mood. He never liked it when people talked about his dad. Was it any of their business? No, it wasn't! Why did they need to know about that? And how did they know?
"Shut your mouth or you won't have one," Alex screamed. He wanted to kill something, but he didn't know what yet. Maybe it was Callum, maybe his friends or, most likely, himself.
"What are you gonna do? Get Kurt Cobain on me? No! He's dead!" Everyone burst out laughing. Alex had had enough. He wasn't going to leave this world without a fight. There was only one problem - he knew he was going to lose.

"Well, I might as well," he thought.