(Picture is Jake)
Shit! I think he saw me looking at him. It's not the first time he's caught me looking at him in class, it definitely won't be the last. I'm Peter, the school's 'popular' it's a lot harder than people think. You can't speak your own opinion, you have to agree with whatever the others say and you have to keep up on the latest celebrity gossip. Don't even get me started on all of the school's bullshit rumors that are usually started cause someone doesn't get their drugs.
Jake, is the one I'm staring at. I mean it's hard not to, with his short light brown hair and his deep brown eyes.
We're in our sophomore year of high school and we live in one of the weirdest places on earth. If you look at it from the outside it looks like a high-class no-drug-dealing town. But really it's the opposite. Its really ghetto actually.
I know that at least half of my friends smoke weed in the bathrooms during class and the other half do some weird thing with drinking cough syrup and we all drink alcohol before class, even I do, sometimes.
Nobody knows I'm gay. I mean heck it took me almost my whole life to accept it. But, after lots of cutting and sleeping pills I realized that it wasn't something I could make go away. So, I accepted it.
And after I accepted it I realized that the reason I bullied Jake was because I had the biggest school-girl crush on him. I didn't really know when I started to like him because as soon as I did I would've tried to stop it. But, it's too late now.
Ms. Biddle, she is our teacher for Social Studies and anybody with an ounce of joy in their lives absolutely hates her.
Today, she's assigning us a project about something stupid. I think history is just stupid, their is literally no point. The only point I do this is to get a good grade.
She says the pairs, "Mark and Jacob, Danny and Blake, Sam and Dean, Tori and Elizabeth, Mikaela and Lina" and finally she said my name, "Peter and...." She said the one person I was hoping for and dreading, "Jake."
"I-I can't breathe", I mumble as I walk out of the classroom. It's not a total lie, I walk outside. I sit down against the wall and start crying.
(A/N) Hope you like the first chapter! And yes, it is REALLY dramatic.
