Normal Day for Alex Turns Better and Then Bad

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Today was Wednesday, Alex usually would do his normal things. Alex got up, yawned for a bit, and went downstairs. "Morning Son!" Autumn happily says to Alex, "Yeah whatever mom, can I just have my breakfast?" Alex asks her mom. "Alright, here are some waffles." Alex's mom places them on the plate, and as usual, Alex finishes and go's to the bus stop. "Fuck school, sucks like a motherfucker." He says to himself. As he walked over, he just took out his phone, plugged in his earbuds and listened to music.

The bus came a bit early which was good for him since he could find a window seat to look outside while listening to his music. He checked his backpack for his stuff, plus some other things for when out of class. He put stuff like his guitar, a hat if people would give him some money, he would play his guitar and sometimes even sing a bit. The bus now had dropped off everyone. Alex had some time before school, but it was a bit late. "God Dammit." Alex exclaimed as he walked over to class. All Alex did in class was talk to other people and listen to music. He was in the back of the class so Mrs.Garrison never noticed at all.

The school bell rang for the start of lunch, Alex already had gotten his lunch, found a nice place to sit, ate his lunch, and then went outside. Alex then walked to his locker, put his backpack in, most of his friends or classmates really did that,but all Alex needed to bring was just his guitar and the hat for money. He just used the money for himself, like food and things he wanted, like a game. Alex went over to the playground, found the quiet, but public spot. He sat down, did a bit of strumming as he just learned from his dad a week ago. He put the hat next to him, and then strummed a few chords a bit louder till it sounded good, and it started to bring attention. "Wow he's good!" Someone said from the crowd. He saw some familiar faces in the front, Kyle, Butters, Tweek, and more. As the crowd gets larger Alex began to sing.

"I need your attention, and a little of your time, I won't fail to mention, that the problem here lies deep inside. Take my word for what it's worth, I believe in you! I'll pick you up when you fall down,if you meet me halfway, two heads can figure this out, in numbers there is strength to overcome, any and all obstacles!" Alex continues to sing and play the correct chords on the guitar. When he finishes, everyone clapped and gave some money to Alex and into the hat. After lunch, Ale went to one more class then left.

"Wow, this is a lot!" As he counted, he gotten almost twenty dollars from this, people hummed the song he sang around him, they evened noticed he was the guy who sang perfectly. His day went from complete shit, to his best day ever! As he walked home and went to his room, he just played video games for the rest of the day, people sometimes would think it's him only until he sang. "Holy shit how the fuck did they hear me even though I was only at the school?" He thought. Them a ring came from his phone. It was Cartman, his somewhat of a friend.

"Hey Alex! heard you sing today, it was pretty sweet," he said as he laughed a bit maniacally. "What the fuck do you want??" I asked him, and then he starts. "Oh nothing it's just that I have your backpack, full of notes and some embarrassing shit in here like oh let's see, oh look you coming out of the boys locker room, with no clothes on." Cartman said that to Alex as he turns a bit red, "Don't show them to everyone at school please! What do you want!?" he quickly said as Cartman thinks. "Alright, give me half of your money you got today, and I won't show them to everyone, agreed??" He asked. "Ok tomorrow I'll give them to you, in exchange for my backpack." He says to Cartman. "Alright, deal." he responds.

Alex went to bed hoping tomorrow Cartman doesn't trick him.

This time today was Thursday, Alex did the usual but had the money ready for the exchange. "If he fuckin shows em." He said to himself, planning ahead if Cartman did. Alex notices Cartman at the bust stop and Alex tosses the money to him and immediately grabbed his backpack. "Thank you, you damn bitch." He quietly said to himself, but Alex never knew what happened, Cartman made photocopies of the picture ready to hand them out to the school. "The fuck are in your hands let me see." Alex questioned Cartman, Alex gets a quick look noticing what it was. "Don't you fucking dare." He aggressively exclaimed to him. "Oh I will, this wasn't the equal amount, you didn't respect my paying authoritah." Cartman said to a now embarrassed Alex. "Please! I'll do anything! Please just don't give them out!" Alex whined to Cartman. "Nope, too fuckin late for you!" Cartman had planned this already. "Fuck you too!" Alex instead walked to school but Cartman had already passed the papers.

Alex was being laughed throughout the whole day, At lunch he'd just be laughed at. After school, he'd been made fun of from everyone, and when he'd get home, he decided to change his personality, on Friday, he'd sit in the dark corner at school, listen to his music, and stay away from the crowd. Alex just went straight back to bed already knowing what to do.

Today was now Friday, he planned what he wanted to do, and see how people react. At school he just sat alone there, everyone asked where he was, then everyone changed. The started to like him again. Alex became happier next week and forever now, going back to singing and playing guitar. He never wanted to trust Cartman now. This point on, he always loved the passion of singing and playing guitar, his friends liked him again, and Alex was happy that they liked him.

~The End~

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