society that we will never understand

introduction to Zack

Hello my name is Zack and to the ordinary eye I look like your average built normal blonde head male. To many people they already make judgement over me by the way i look they think blonde blue eyes he differently one of them annoying kids he gets everything handed to them This is simply because people are so judgemental and think because they thought of it . it has to be true but in reality most of the time they are wrong and refuse to look further at who the person really is . So back to explain who I am . I am a blonde kid but i have not had anything given to me easy and i'm not the popular kid that you would expect me to be in fact i'm one of the most lonely people however saying lonely people already made the word lonely a bad word in reality i like being alone that way no one can hurt you . Talking about people hurting you that for latter in the story as of now i need to explain why i'm different to so many others i don,t really do society hints or trends its because i don't believe in following what other people are doing. Why should I ? so i'm just like everyone else i'm proud i'm not like anyone else it may lead to getting picked on or bullied but so be it as long that i'm being me who cares . That's right everyone dose because in this world we have to be like each other We have to be the brainless zombies that society wanted to create well that and the education system.

"Zack ,Zack ,Zack"

I'm knocked out off my day dream by miss Howard i guess its my turn to deliver my speech . I get up out of the not comfy plastic half falling apart chair and start to walk to the front feeling my heart pounding out of my chest . Thinking to my self why am i so nervous .Standing in front of the board with that bright light in my eyes blinding me . Oh yea the spot light is on me thats probably why i am nervous .

"well its time to fake it " I say under my breath knowing that i'm not going to say anything that I thought off in my head just a minute ago . Well i beater say hi to my new class mates and introduce "myself"

"Hello my name is zack and i'm new to this school i'm just another one of you ordinary guys and look forward to meeting and getting to know each of you " Why on earth did i just say that i'm not like any of them i hate society and having to start a new school and i sure as hell don't want to get to know any of them . I now walk back to sit in my chair in the corner threes a group gossiping in the opposite back corner to me while staring right at me However that doesn't bother me i'm used to people talking about me right in front of my face the thing that annoys me about it is they are whispering yet pretty much yelling it and still expect me not to hear them .

"Hes cute " a girl says i look at her and think she isn't . Dose she really hate her face that much she has to put so much make up on that she may as well be called a completely different name and a different personality or is that it is she someone different when she doesn't have so much make up on from my personal perspective i prefer natural beauty .

"he looks cool i guess" a guy says I think to myself well u look annoying i think what gave me that impression the way he spat i guess in despair

After listening into the conversation of this group they are definitely the popular group talking crap about people behind there back and yet you know if they were right there in front of them they we act real nice and FAKE to them . This is one thing i will not get about this society acting fake to yourself is something i freely admit to but acting nice to someone face then talking smack behind there back is just disrespectful I believe you got something nice or hurtful to say still say it to there face like they are a human being .

I then take notice to a guy sat on his own at the front of the class not speaking to anyone he looks like someone i would be willing to talk to . Just sat there chill no gossiping no drama so relaxed like who couldn't give a care to the world . Now this guy looks like someone interesting maybe even he isn't fake i say maybe because we know what this world is like these days .

My thoughts are disrupted by a bell going off i get up and stand behind my chair with my bag on my back for people to walk past laughing

"Why is he waiting "

"move retard " Now that one hurt i may be in bottom set expect this horrible lesson of English but they is no need to call me a retard at least i act like myself and not the fake person the world wants me to be

I move and walk out of the half hanging off door you may be asking why didn't I bite back and that is simple because for a while i haven't really had any feeling hence why i think about a lot of things my inner self just feels empty like i have a hole in my chest this prevents me from sleeping and eating . This is an effect of something that happened where i used to live this being one of the reason i moved to see if a new start would help me find the thing that i have lost .

I am walking down some stairs while some people are rushing past me i will neither understand why they are rushing however you like it we are trapped inside this prison in till 3 pm . i call it a prison because every door leading to the outside needs a teacher to unlock it with a security card i know its not fair calling it a prison . Prisons are nicer they have free food relaxing time all we have is lessons and teachers that only favour the smart students or the loud mouths to shout out i know ironic with the big thing of equality instead of looking for it in the world in general maybe we should look for it in society .

I make my way to maths my own escape lesson that i was hoping would be done in the same way that it was in my old school . I walk into maths they is a blonde tall female teacher stood in the middle of the room .

"So you must be Zack take your seat next to Cameron oh god is that her voice my migraine history may be extreme height

"Yes annoying and it doesn't get any better " says Cameron next to me some really snarky words yet he said it in a energetic way and a way your like nice he going to say it as it is .

The rest of the day wasn't much i just was with Cameron in every lesson so i got to know him he a gamer and his mum is very strict he can be loud and annoying at times and very funny however i see the passion in him that i don't the side when someone insults him he has it in him to stand up for himself .

I now walk home getting in and collapsing from being mentally exhausted of having to have my guard up and act like someone else so no one can pick on the real me .

i wake up to go and watch WWE and clouring see I'm totally not what you expected me to be when im bored of colouring i start reading i know OH MY GOD a book yes i read books and write storys it takes my mind away to exscape away from this awfulf society and i will do this all night intill about 5 Am

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