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-sits at fireplace with giant book of gay smut and smoke pipe even though doesn't smoke-

"Oh hello there! I didn't see you just click on this chapter. Because I'm not watching you. That would be like stalking... which I don't do... um.. well anyway-"

-clears throat and chokes on smoke pipe-

-cough, choke, eyes water, gag, cough- "It's ok! I'm ok. Let's just uh.. Let's start where we left off shall we?" -violently coughs up a lung-

....

This is what happens when you decide to update with 3 days lacking in sleep kids.

K anyway-

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I shuffled my feet out of nervous habbit, trying to remind myself not to make it obvious that my heart was practically beating out of my chest.

"O-of course not..." I quickly thought up a semi-believable lie, "I-uh.. I had a song stuck in my head and I wanted to write about it... So I did... And I don't even know what its about! It just sounded... neat."

I subconsciously tugged at my hoodie sleeves, hoping Ms. Whiter wouldn't notice my obvious lie.

"Jamie I think it would be best that you see Mr. Jameson at lunch today. You can eat in his office but I'd like for you to speak with him until we can be sure your ok."

I'm not ok.

(A.N.: "I'MMM NOOOT OOOOOK! I'M. NOT. OKKKKKK!!! IM NOT OK, IM NOT O-FUCKING-K!!!" Alright, I'm done.)

"I'm really fine. I don't need any kind of therapy."

"Jamie this could very easily be a one time thing, ok? You could go in today and possibly never need to go back, so I'm going to let Mr. Jameson know that your coming in and you are going to go. Understood?"

'Well, shit.'

"Yes ma'am.." I sighed, I'm going to have to turn up the happy dial.

"Alright, hurry along to your next class and then go to the office right after, ok? Do you know where it is?"

"Yes ma'am."

And with that I left for theater, my favorite class.

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I don't dislike Miss Laurie.

I don't.

She's my favorite teacher despite the sickiningly happy cloud constantly above her head.

I just don't like the class. We just sit around talking about classic plays for most of the class and then we sometimes act out a scene from whatever it is that we're talking about.

When I walked in, I was surprised to see my classmates crowded around Miss Laurie who was smiling widely and waving her hands around in excitement.

After pushing my way through the small crowd, I listened to my excited teacher as she told everyone she had big news.

"As you all know, we have a brand new student-" wait what? "And he told us he once won a talent show at his old school, so.... I thought it would be a great idea if we had a talent show to officially welcome our new classmate!" Miss Laurie exclaimed, clapping her hands together with a wide smile.

The buzz of my classmates happy chatter filled my ears but I wasn't excited.

At all.

I hated being on stage.

I glared at my classmates as they happily talked to each other, ignoring me.

While I sat there alone.

With no one to talk to.

And a deep frown set on my face.

'Why can't I be happy too?'

"Is there a problem Jamie?"

"I- um, no. Well yeah.... Can you just... please just let me fail this one." I mumbled nervously.

"Its not required, so you can't fail. If you don't want to do it then don't sign your name. Do you not have anything to do?" Miss Laurie asked curiously.

"I-uh, I don't want to go on stage."

My teacher simply laughed softly and told me I'd get over my stage fright with practice and that I should still find a talent to show off.

I had a few talents, not enough to define me as a person, but I could play a few instruments, although I couldn't sing to save my life.

I nodded and walked to the back of the classroom, waiting in one of the dark tan metal chairs for the rest of the lesson.

Trying to decide if I should do this.

'Nope.'

When the bell went off, I shot out of my seat, ready to start looking for Mr. Jameson's office.

I needed to get this over with.

It was a one time thing. Then I would never go in there again.

Right?

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Sorry for the wait :(

I tried to make this chapter a little longer than usual but ya'know what?

Its still freaking short!

My imagination is failing me t('_'t)

Okkkkkkkey, I love you guys and thank you for any comments as they are greatly appreciated and cause me to make inhuman sounds to wake up my sleeping family.

k, bye

~R

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