Undercover Teenager

Ty's pov

"So, I've called a meeting because I want to discuss something with all of you. I think we should start a campaign against bullying. What do you think?" Adam stated.

"That's a great idea!" Mitch said.

"YA! We could totally influence the future generations to stop bullying and make the world a better place!" Jerome included.

"So, now that we all agree... What are we going to do?" Adam asked truly confuzzled...

"Well, we could make posters and flyers?" Quentin suggested.

"No, everyone knows that NEVER works! we should go to schools and show a presentation!" Ian countered. And on they argued while I sat quietly thinking.

"Guys." I say trying to get their attention. "Guys. GUYS." I guess I'll have to yell. Whatever. It always works."GUYS!!!!!! SHUT UP AND LISTEN!" They all looked at me, their faces full of shock and guilt.

"Why don't we send someone so we can see how bad bullying is first? Like, disguise then as a high schooler and send them to a school to investigate?" I asked. They thought and nodded in agreement.

"But, who are we going to send?" Jason asked.

"Okay. So anyone have an idea of who we should send. Remember, they should be able to pass as a high schooler." Adam said. "Also it shouldn't be me because I am famous in YouTube so they would most likely recognize me..." Murmurs of agreement floated around the room.

"True... How about Ty?" Ian questioned. All eyes were on me. I shifted uncomfortably in my seat.

"W-Why me?" I asked startled.

"Well, your small enough to pass as a high schooler." Quentin pointed out. Darn Quentin and his logic. A series of "yeah's","alrights", okays" "and why not's" followed.

"Why do I have to?! I don't want to go back to school! 12 years is enough for me!" I say.

"Fine, we'll vote. All in favor of Ty doing it." 6 hands went up. "All opposed." I put my hand up.

"FUCK." I said out loud. Great. Bullying here I come. I was always the outcast when I was in school. I was seen as the stereotypical emo freak with no friends. My parents told it would get better but I never did. Every day I was beat up and not a single teacher cared. I sighed out loud.

"Whats wrong Ty?" Adam asked worry written all over his face.

"Just excited to go to hell for yet ANOTHER year. Don't be surprised when you see bad report cards. I'm done with school so I'm not going to even try." I point out rolling my eyes, earning a laugh from my fellow Team Crafted members.