Manipulation

Chapter 1: Capturing the effect

"My life is perfect, don't you think? How hard could it be, right? Two loving parents. A big house. Cars. What could go wrong" I said as the bus pulled out of the stop and started driveing at highway speed again.

"What?" Ava answered. "What are you talking about? What's making you say this?"

"Nothing. I was just rambling."

"Well alright"

I sat silently reflecting on how little anyone knew. Even those close to me. My philosophy of life is why spread and hard to understand, but the basis of it falls along the lines of: the smaller your biggest problem is, the better your life is. For example, your biggest problem is what to have for lunch. As a pose to someone who's mother has cancer. But what could my biggest problem be? How could anyone belive my life was horrible? To the average student at my school I was an attractive, popular, wealthy, student with a pretty girlfriend that is going to college on a football scholorship. What is true about the statement is yet to be determined.

After leaveing one of the last stops on our way to St. Dominick's, Ava looks me up and down and says "it's not wacky wardrobe day, are you really wearing that jacket?" she motioned me to stand up and she removed my jacked and shoved it in her designer backpack.

"But I liked that jacket?" I said.

"If your mother saw you leave the house this morning she would've done the same thing." My mother, CEO and founder of Essences Design would of already been gone for 2 hours by the time I would have woken up. Ava was usually right about these things so I assume my mother would of considered what she did a civic duty.

After five minutes of status updates and information about 'the most important thing in the world' from Ava, we arrived at St. Dominick's. I got off as Ava got up and sat next to her friend Danielle. She would wait until the stop for St. Marissa's. The two private schools met at lunch and took the same buss but they were both single gendered. I waved goodbye and went for a hug but she was busy talking to Danielle so I kissed her on the cheek and left the bus swiftly.

Homeroom has the potential to be the best and worst period of the day. My best friends Matt and Theo were in it, but my best friends Matt and Theo were in it. They were talking to a new kid they planned to add to our group.

"Hey guys" I said entering the room

"Hey dweeb" Matt said while Theo was busy telling the new kid horror storys about the school. "Look at this twerp who wants to come to our party with the St. Marissa's girls"

"What about him?" I asked.

Matt scuffed at me like I should know the obvious thing he has wrong with him. I knew I shouldn't say what I felt about that.

"...and if you fail too many tests, the cooks turn you into next week's lunch" I heard Theo finishing up.

"guys do you want to come to this play with me tomorrow night?" I asked them, secretly knowing I shouldn't have.

"Dude is this you comeing out of the closet? That's so gay!" Matt said while laughing and slamming his chest. The new kid sat back in aw. I was used to their behavior, but he was not. He stood up, I expected him to say "what's wrong with him" but instead he said "what makes that gay? and what's wrong with being gay?" he sat back down half-hearted and regretful. Little did he know he had just earned my respect for standing up to my idiot friends.