Jayden was categorized as being the creep of the school, simply by being alone and being into his sketch pad, doodling. There came a day when someone valued his existence but he refrained to let her in into his life. She tried her best to enter int...
"I am proud of you son! You always make me proud! You make us proud! You will be one excellent football player when your older son! I know it for sure!" Father said to me with such excitement as I was the one to score the final touch down in the game.
"You think so daddy?! I really want to become a famous football player and come out in TV HOLDING A TROPHY LIKE THIS SIZE!" I lifted the heavy trophy with all the force that my tiny 6 year old hands could have exerted.
Dad laughed at me and mom gave me a small kiss.
"Of course you will son! Now let's hurry go home and give my little champ his special meal for his little tummy must be grumbling." Mom said as she squeezed my two chubby cheeks.
*12 years later*
It's funny how people categorize others and have the dumbest reasons as to why they name them that way. Oh, he is a loser because he isn't part of the football team. Oh, he is a loner because he doesn't have friends. Or, oh he is gay because he is wear pink or acts this certain way which no male is going to act! Pfft. It's just a pile of crap!
At high school, I am classified as a creep simply because I am alone and doodling people. I am not a creep if i draw them, I draw them because they are the only thing I could see and guide myself with. Though the people here in school would give a crap as to what I would say since here the main priority is how people categorize you. How someone may be categorize you may ask? Simply by the popular kids, Blake, Zaiden, Justin and his girlfriend Sarah.
To be honest, I don't give much importance towards what they would say because I have better things to worry about, keeping up with the lie to my father that I am in the football team and I stay every afternoon for practice when I am over to an art class learning to do realistic portraits. I find that drawing or painting really makes you express your feelings because while your drawing/painting you are in deep concentration taking out the image, if your someone like me who loves to listen to calm music while doing that you tend to explore you inner most darkest secrets that you always try to keep forgotten.
I live with this slogan and I tell myself everyday that "What happened in the past stays in the past" it must never be relived nor remembered for the things that happened in the past are what makes you the strongest person that you are today. Even though, I sometimes may get lost into my sorrows and become so vulnerable towards what people tell me. That's when the popular kids take advantage of me.
People have always stabbed me in the back or simply used me but not again for I have created a barrier towards friendships. Why trust others when you can trust yourself, you won't judge yourself because you know what your going through. Though sometimes I wonder, what it would be like to love and care for someone, making them the priority of your life.
*Lunch break bell rings*
Well, i guess it is time for class but I did a pretty good drawing today.
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Now, i must head to class before all the other students enter giving me the disgust face. I dashed my sketch pad in my bag and raced to class. I tried avoiding the people as i fast paced but I got blind sighted for a while when I crashed with someone. What i least wanted right now. I didn't bothered to look whom i crashed with but I said sorry with politeness, showing I ain't like them.
I heard everyone saying "Oh the creep has politeness" "Mind his creepiness attach to you, its contagious" contagious my ass, whats contagious is y'all fucking arrogance luckily I ain't one of you guys!
I finally reached class and there were only a few people in there, THANK GOD! I usually sat at far corner of the room where no one could disturb me nor the teacher can address me. I don't want to be subject of the class so i usually tend to lower my head throughout the class. How i manage to learn you may ask? Well, I learn while listening. However, today there was a twist, a new girl was introduced in my class.
I honestly didn't bothered to look at first whom it was but then her angelic tone of voice made my senses come to life. A feeling which i hadn't felt for quite sometime. I raised my head slightly to see whom that voice belonged to, in between the heads of those homo sapiens, i saw the most beautiful girl ever with light brown hair and dreamy blue eyes. Her lips so sparkly calling mines to hers. OMG JAYDEN control your HORMONES! but i couldn't so i just stared at her. I glanced to my right and there was an empty chair, CRAP! SHE WILL SIT RIGHT NEXT TO ME! I began panicking.
"Go take a seat Ms. Blaire" Mrs. Johnson ordered.
As Mrs Johnson said her name, I slowly mouthed it, and wondered why Blaire. I followed her with my eyes even though i still had my head slightly up. She sat next to me and I lowered my head wondering if she will be like everyone or will see be different. Unexpectedly I felt a soft tap on my shoulder which when I rose my head up I saw it belonged to her.
"Hey, I am sorry about the incident that happened earlier." She whispered. Incident from earlier? What is she talking about? Then it hit me, she was the one that i crashed with.
"Oh, its okay. It was totally my fault." I whispered back.
"No, it was mines because I was into my scheduling trying to see in which class I would go to." She chuckled. I became amazed and smiled a little exposing my dimples. "Aww, how cute you have dimples. You should smile more... um what's your name?" Drat she saw my dimples.
"Jayden" I lowered my head back down.
"Well Jayden I hope we become great friends later on." I nodded, I don't think she saw it but who cares I know she will turn out to be like the rest. Though her aurora feels different, it feels as if it is a prophecy found in every legend becoming fulfilled.
What do you think will happen next? What will Blaire bring in his life? Vote and comment!
