shotgun • michael clifford

{thirty-one days before}

Another morning,another shitty day.

People always say that a new day is a new blank page,and that you can do whatever you want as long as it makes you happy.

But to be honest,that's just bullshit.People will always judge you,no matter what you do,and only see the bad things.

I was in a shitty situation where I had problems at home and at school.Nothing really worked out,even though I tried so hard it never seemed enough.After all I just was an agressive, depressed,homocidal teenager,am I right?

After having a rant about how shitty life was,to myself (which I used to do everyday) I finally got up to go to school.School was always a big deal to me,I tried to do my best because I didn't want to disappoint my parents even more then they already are in me.

I only had 1 friend at school,and her name was Isabela.

She was a good friend of mine,my best friend,actually.She was that friend that would always be there for you and she had that positive vibe that made me happy,aswell.She was the kind of person who you can't get mad at,she really was.

I knew her for a long time,we met in kindergarten when both of our parents forgot to pick us up,she started crying and so did I,then we hugged and we were waiting together,and ever since then we sticked together.

And I loved Is,allot.I didn't know if it was just as a friend because it didn't feel like 'just a friend' but she had a boyfriend,so I had to deal with being friendzoned.

Even though I didn't know the dude's name (Isabela never told me because she knew I would end up talking to him,or yea,worse things),I was jealous.I felt sad thinking about Is being his girlfriend,because I saw that she was happy,and that wasn't because of me.

As I still was walking to school I kicked some pebbles because of the envy I was feeling.I didn't think I ever could accept the fact that Is is taken,my Is.

When I arrived she was waiting for me right at the entrance and waved.When I came closer I already could smell her perfume that smelled like fresh berries and God,I loved it so much.

"Hi Mikey,how is it going?" she asked while walking to her locker,glancing at me with her cute green eyes,crinkles under them when she smiled.

"Pretty good,you?" I smiled back,putting my thumbs up.

"Same!" and she started telling me stories,as I got lost in her eyes and her perfectly formed wavy-curles.Is talked allot,but you never could listen.She was too pretty to listen to her,really.The way she smiled would make you smile,too.

The bell rang and I said bye to Is and went straight up to my class.I leaned to the wall tapping my fingers against my thigh waiting for the teacher.

In class we were talking about friends and being social that day,and those 2 things were terrible fot me ;I wasn't good at making friend & I wasn't social,at all.I hated the fact how I was,but no matter how hard I would try it never would fix me.

Soon Jack,that freaking asshole had to make a comment ; "Poor Michael,we're talking about things that he doesn't have,that's unfair,sir" which caused the whole class to laugh and point fingers.I stood up after a few seconds grabbing Jack by his denim jacket.

"I swear I'm gonna fucking kill you" I barked in his face and hit him till his nose was bleeding,then I dropped him on the ground and left class.That fucking asshole,what was his actual problem?If I didn't talk to him,why did he always make those stupid ass comments on everything that I do?

I stopped walking for a second and hit a wall of the first building I saw multiple times until my fist started bleeding.Everything was bullshit and I was so tired of it.People were so harsh.

But if even I couldn't deal with myself,why did I except them to deal with me?

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A/N THIS IS THE FIRST CHAPTER ITS SHORT I KNOW BUT THE CHAPTERS WILL GET LONGER I PROMISE AND I HOPE U GUYS LIKE IT BUT TO UNDERSTAND THE WHOLE STORY U HAVE TO READ MISFITS BY PARAMUKE ITS AMAZING R E A L L Y ITS MY FAVE FANFIC EVERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR

TYSM AND ILY GUYS BYE X