a really sucky story

Hey, Alex right?

Alex's POV

“Fuck.”

First day anxiety at its best.

I can’t help it, I mean I’ve transferred schools before, and I’ve experienced all the ‘high school experiences’ throughout my four years of attending school/Hell, it’s just that, this is senior year. To make things worse, I should mention something important, it’s the middle of October, meaning it’s around the middle of the school year and because of that, I will be instantly noticed; I’m not one who craves attention either.

I haven’t had an easy time during my twelve years of education so far. You’d think that someone that has been put through so much schooling like me would have this whole school thing down; yet, nevertheless being me, it’s different.

I mean look at me. I’m a fucking walking travesty.

Basically all I have to say is my clumsiness ruined my life.

You heard it here first folks.

                I, Alex Gaskarth, have ruined my own life by being me. Yes, that is possible, I have proven it. First let’s talk about the seventh grade stairs incident.

                ---

I hate being noticed. Everyone always stare at me and whisper when I look down. I don’t have any friends, why would anyone want to be my friend anyway? Yeah, I used to be a confident person. I used to have friends, but that was before.

And instantly, as I wondered around in my own head, I heard a voice that grabbed my attention.

                “Hey, Alex right?”

                “Yeah, how do you know?” I didn’t think he’d know me. Everyone always talks to him. He’s that one kid that always gets picked first for teams, I think his name is like Austin or something. I don’t know why he’s talking to me. He’s an example of someone I want to be, a social, likable, talented, just a fun guy.

                “I saw you alone the other day and was curious. Why are you always alone?” He actually seemed interested, maybe this could be my first friend?

                “Well I’m just scared of approaching people, so I never bothered. Surprisingly, you’re the first person to come up to me.” He smiled.

                “Well maybe we could be frie-” And that’s when I happened.

It’s my fault, I got too excited. As the small hope rose out of the bottomless pit of my heart, it was instantly shoved back in by the douche bag behind me.

                I felt a rough shove and instantly fell forward.

                I would also like to mention Austin was standing in front of me and there was a staircase right behind him.

                I fell forward and directly fell on Austin, and because of that, a chain reaction started. Some kid, who was a ginger, (who happened to be gently resting his head on Austin’s back while talking to two other guys) fell with him. And with that ginger kid, the two other boys, and along with them, four other people.

                When they all looked up, the only thing in sight was me, awkwardly standing at the top of the staircase.

                “I’m so sor-“