(This is my first time posting fanfiction somewhere, so any helpful crique would be super appreciated. Also note that this is just one chapter, more will be added soon.)
My name is Brandon Goins, and on July 31, 2012, I laid two eggs. Now I know what you’re thinking, but I’m a relatively healthy American boy. I’m about 5’11 in height, about 180 pounds in weight, with short brown hair, black wire framed glasses, and blue eyes. Then, on the first day of school, I woke up and had two very decorated eggs laying in my bed. I had laid two eggs.
Of course, the story began a little before then, a day before, to be exact. I was taking a walk that night, which I normally do when I am trying to think about something. Today was because of the letter that I got a couple of weeks beforehand, informing me of my acceptance into the school’s honor society, it’s sort of like a student council. Most kids would be happy about this, as only a few select students get into the honor society, but I was hoping I wouldn’t make it in. You see, I’m somewhat terrible at social interaction. Most of my life consists of waking up, going to school, coming home, going to bed, repeat. I don’t really do school activities, and I’ve never been focused on anything except schoolwork, that was it. If I had to be part of the honor society that means my entire life will have to change. Not to mention that fact that my socialphobia has always been a problem. Coupled with the fact that I don’t like people staring at me and I hate talking in front of crowds, I’d be the worst member of the honor society ever.
I’ll have to give up my old life and trade it for a new one. That new life thought might now be so bad.
If I was able to overcome my fears, then being a member of the honor society would be a great…well…honor! We get to do so much good work, I could get out there, people would know my name, and I’d be like a mini celebrity.
That’s what caused this confusion though. I have to pick between keeping it safe and staying with my old life, where nothing will change and I’ll be normal, or I could take the risk and keep with the honor society, where things could either go really well or I could fall flat on my face and be publicly humiliated everywhere I go.
Getting back to the story though, I was on a walk around my neighborhood when I got lost and it was already night. The street lights radiated orange light over the dark grey pavement of the sidewalk below. All around me houses with windows shining like beacons were filled with families, and the black street was calm and empty, not a car for as far as I could see. My neighborhood wasn’t that bad, it’d be fine if I could just not get lost.
I couldn’t find my way back, besides the fact that I had lost my way, and had no idea which led me home, my question was the forefront of my thoughts. Do I stay the way I am or go another route in my life? Of course this only made it harder to traverse where I was and soon I found myself sitting on a bench as I tried to figure out where I was. I don’t know when I did it but at some point I just started staring at the sky. I was drawn to a star to the left of the moon for some reason. It looked bigger and shiner than the other stars. It grabbed my attention and it gave me a feeling of hope for some reason. I remembered when I was a kid how people would always wish on stars for their answers to come true. I didn’t really believe that wishing on a star would help, but I still put my hands together and got in a praying position.
“Star light, star bright, first star I see tonight. I wish I may, I wish I might, have the wish I wish tonight.” I said. “Star, please, I just want to know what to do. My entire life could drastically change tomorrow. Star, please, give me a sign. Do I work with the honor society, or should I stay with the life I have now? Please star, I just need an answer…please…” For some reason, after I let my hands go, a huge wave of pain washed over my head, like I had just banged it on something and now I had a headache. I rubbed my temples with my eyes closed for a minute before a familiar voice called me.
