𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝔸𝕣𝕔𝕙𝕚𝕥𝕖𝕔𝕥𝕤 𝕠𝕗 𝔻𝕖𝕔𝕖𝕡𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟

Chapter 3

Well, now you know some things about my weird past, but, actually this is not the only thing I want to tell you about. You also need to know how I met all my friends, and, well, how we ended up in prison. Shall we start?

It was Deaky the first I met. You have to know that John is the youngest in our group, since Brian and Freddie are the oldest. There are 2 years of difference between me and Deaky; that's why, the first time I had met him, we where at middle school. Well, I was in eight grade when the fact happened. You have to know that in that year I was one of the most "popular" boys in the school. I kind of loved that thing, but, even if we lived in 2072, things were the same as in the past; the most pupular boys would just stay there and everyone would look at them saying "Cool!", while the poor guys would be left there, bullied by all those assholes who doesn't have nothing to do, other than bully the others. Well, my little friend was one of the poor guy. Everything started in the 2nd month of school, yes, in October: he was weak compared to those eight graders. Yes, because a lot of my class mates used to bully little boys. Ok, I really have to be honest, I was one of them. Yes, because at the time I found it funny...

So, I had a good group of friends around me (If we can call them friends), and we loved freaking out little 6th graders. In this way, you all will know why I was so popular in school. I was just scared of them making jokes about me; at the time I didn't really accept the fact I was the weird one, that's why I kept scaring everyone. Well, I promise you I stopped in 9th grade; I grew up, and so, I tryied to understand more and maybe I figured out how stupid that behavior was (or, at least, a little bit...). Sorry, but, I'm Roger Taylor we can't help it ok!

Well, you have to know that in that period I was particularly focused on some 6th graders, a little group of frieds who usally staied apon the door of their classroom. My group and I usally walked in that part of the hallway; I mean, they where kind of bothering us, but we had never thought of doing something to them, but, at some point, we decided they were no longer remaining in that spot because we wanted to stay there. Kind of stupid, but, we were a bunch of stupid kids who loved palying with other helpless lil kids.

What happened was really simple; one day, during the break, we were walking through the hallway. Those kids were having fun chatting and playing together, but, between them, there was one who looked shy; he didn't relly talk to the others, but he laughed at jokes and answered blushing when they asked him something. Yes, he was lil deaky, and we were going to ruin the beautiful atmosphere there was in that group.

"So, you guys know this is now our spot?"

The group stopped talking to look at us; who, seemed to be the bravest one, came out of the group

"This is a school dude"

My friends began to laugh, but, that day, I wasn't really enjoying. At first sight, I looked at John, and I saw something different from what I used to. He was freaking out, and, well, I did like when he was smiling and blushing slightly, he was kind of cute. Ok, don't you misunderstand, I was straight at the time, and I was also in love with one girl. Well, it was thank to her that I started to think that bullying the others wasn't that good.

"Well, this school is here thanks to my father, so, everything belongs to me, doesn't it?"

Yes, a jerk and a asshole. I can tell you now that he really has just water in that hole he calls brain. Usually, at that point, I would have gone to them and sterted pushing them slightly, but, I was absorbed by that boy's expression.

"Roger?"

I shook my head and I run away

"I feel sick"

I got to the bathroom and I throw up. I don't know, maybe that morning I had eaten something which had a bad effect on my stomach, but I didn't have a stomach ache at all, I think I was fed up with the situation. Well, I just run away from the problem and that thing made me sick. Actually, everytime I felt anxious I had to go to the bathroom and just trow up everything I had eaten that day. Luckily, that problem reduced as I grew older; right now I don't have it anymore.