Cole Evans Diary (short story)

The Little Things

  Well since our school is really weird, we get out of school like at 5. Since this is the time we get out, Jackson's parents aren't home, they are usually at work so he comes to my house and stays for a while. He's been coming over to my house since the day we met. We trusted him so much that we gave him a house key. My parents don't really mind him at all. They just think he should do better in school and try to get a scholarship to a good college for sports. My parents wanted me to join sports but that's too..boy-ish is the term I use. I would understand why my parents think that, since I'm a guy they automatically think of sports, fixing cars, working. But I don't want to live like that. I want to be an actor, a singer, a fashion designer. I joined a Glee club in our school because that is a place where I can fit in and be myself. Of course whatever I do Jackson has to do which is pretty annoying. He was the first "cool" kid to join. But then cheerleaders joined. But anyways after he stayed at my house I noticed things starting to disappear like in the air like magic.

  When we came home one day ( Jackson and I )he saw this commercial for new headphones that were popular and he wanted them. Then he glanced to my desk area and saw those same exact headphones on the Television, right on my desk.

  "Hey those headphones didn't even come out yet, how the hell did you get them!?" Jackson said trying not to seem liked he wanted them.

  "Umm, my mom ordered them for me. She is friends with the owner of the company who makes these headphones and I got to be the first person in the world to get them in DELUXE."

  Okay maybe  I did brag a little bit but I really wasn't trying to. It sounded better in my head. But anyways a couple weeks later they were gone. I understand that Jackson may not to be able to afford stuff like I can but I actually like those headphones. It was the first the thing he stole form me. But then when my Dad wanted to use them I told him that our dog chewed it up. I'm pretty sure Jackson doesn't know that I know that he stole my headphones. What I saw could've been confusing. 

 Just when I thought the things would be slow, he freaking stole my clothes. Like hard is it to ask for something? It doesn't take fifty men to ask me for a shirt. The worst thing is that I could've said no. Thats the one thing that my parent don't know about him. Try to act all cool with it but deep down inside I want to tell him how I truly feel.

I just want to blurt out..

" I WANT THE SHIT BACK"

"Huh?" Jackson says while he is confused.

Thats when I knew I actually fucked up.