~Circumstances~ Saints Row III Fanfic ~ Matt Miller x K1ttY~

~Circumstances~ Saints Row 3/4 Fanfic ~ Matt Miller x K1ttY~

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I am an average high school student, a junior to be more specific, and I currently attend Steelport High. I'm 16 years old, and I really like playing video games, listening to music, and watching Nyteblade with my cat.

I live a fairly normal life, in regards to having shitty teachers and loads of homework every day. My mother is unreasonably religious, and has pretty given up all hope on me. Once, she told me I would go to hell if I kept dressing like the way I do, but I simply retorted "Satan would probably be a better caretaker than you, anyway." I was sent to the basement for that, but it was totally worth it. My dad is dead.  He died a little after my mom divorced him. He used to run around with the gangs here, he used to be in the Syndicate. He was killed though, in a car accident or something, and my mom destroyed all evidence of him even existing. She didn't want his past to "have a negative influence on my life decisions and affect my relationship with God".
School sucks just like it did when I was younger. I don't have any friends, and I am constantly bullied for what I wear, my love for tech-related things and my understanding of tech-related things, and the music I listen to- not only by other kids, but even teachers enjoy harassing me sometimes. At one point I just wanted to be normal, I wanted to fit in like the rest of the kids. I tried to, believe me I did, but nothing worked. I'm constantly labeled 'freak', 'creepy', 'nerd', 'faggot', something along those lines, and other things that are three to four letters. I stopped caring in eighth grade- the grade I realized that I will NEVER be 'normal', no matter how hard I tried. I don't care anymore. I never really did after eighth grade.