Who's "Alone"?

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Me. Leo. Just another high school senior who wants to know the secrets to life perfection and survival, but of course I can't have those, since some divine being likes to laugh at my misfortunes. Even if I did have them, my life would be boring as hell, and I seriously mean that. Anyway, I'm getting sidetracked. I just hate school in general, since you need to both be with the trends and own AirPods to be considered cool these days, and if you don't, it goes from being called 'dude' to being told to chug down a nice, smooth bottle of bleach. Not that I don't want to drink such a nice drink, but that's not the point. I'm just saying, the school system is rigged, and I demand a different system of education, but America won't do crap about anything, especially now, where they want to build a wall where millions of people don't want it. I'm sidetracked again, hmm. I should cut to the chase now, I'm not exactly alone, but it sure as hell feels as though I am. I have friends, too, just a few, but sometimes it's a bad day to be around them, since Lucy is always bugging us with her textbooks, Deven is always getting Pop-Tart crumbs all over us, Corbin is always losing his shit, and Alkina is admittingly too attached to her new-found boyfriend, Zephyr, which makes it a bit worse to be around the two of them at once. Don't get the wrong idea about them, though, I still think they're cool, especially since they have the amazing ability to tolerate me 24/7. But enough out of me, I should probably just skip past the rest of my rant and allow for the actual story to begin. If you read all of this, congratulations, you just passed the test of 'Can you tolerate Leo?' and I hope it stays that way.

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