Don't Touch Me

hand sanitizer-2

Patrick pov

Today is Monday first day of the week that means an entire week away from my room away from my house and into a world with gross teenagers that are covered head to toe with germs. Anyway me walking into school is a thing that gives me anxiety anyone could brush past me or grab me and try to get my attention.

I just want to float in my own little clean bubble with no one in it close my self off from the world. Family, friends, and peers would all be meaningless to me because I'm in a bubble.

" 'Scuse me" the hand on my shoulder pulled me out of my bubble forcefully with wide eyes and heavy breathing.

Petes pov

Sitting in the office and waiting for my schedule isn't the most fun thing I could do with my Monday but it's not the worse thing to do either. But I've been waiting here for what feels like hours but really it's been five minutes. The secretary finally handed me my schedule and I left. I walk the halls staring at the confusing school map they gave me when a boy with strawberry blond hair and blueish-green eyes walked past.

" 'Scuse me" I spoke and put a hand on his shoulder. His eyes widened and he started breathing heavily. I removed my hand and watch him sink to the floor pulling at his hair lightly not to hurt himself, but more to get his bearings.

"oh god I'm so sorry, can I help you in any way." he nodded and pointed to his bag. I handed it to him and he pulled out hand sanitizer and rubbed it on his hands and shoulder.

It took him a minute to completely calm down. with his head down he walked away. "Hey wait!" he stopped "can you help me find Mrs. Jackson's room?" "um yea that's actually where I'm going..." we walked in awkward silence.

We walked into class late but the teacher saw him obvious disheveled and me the new student and put two and two together and let it pass. "Hey I'm really sorry" I whisper over to the smaller boy. He said nothing in return.