Chapter 1: starting the story

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This is a story about a boy in high school and when you see him you wonder why is he so important we'll he is the main character of the story so get used to it so the lets start. "Riiiiiiinnnnngggg" that's one of the ear hurting sounds you'll hear in high school at least it's one of the most best noise for most students or It could be the worst it actually depends when you hear it for me it's terrible both times beginning and the end of class either way I'm alone it's for the best I guess, I moved here after I left my old town and when I say i, I mean only me the reason beginning my parents died by some drunk driver. We'll anyways I left class and left school I didn't really want to be notice by anyone, being called a loner or a loser is ok for me it's the only way they stay away from me anyways I don't want to be one of those people that search for porn and use drugs so luckily I'm me so where was I? oh yeah so I left school and there I found my car not that new by the way but it was smashed and spray painted on it, so instead of fighting those pranksters who we're hiding behind a portable I just got in and drove off. I soon reached my apartment I opened the door and sat down on my couch for about 15 minutes then my alarm went off I started to leave and ended up at a coffee shop at the mall this was my job five dollars an hour it's at least money I don't take long at my job but at least I can pay for my apartment rent, I'm just a cashier at my job and when I'm on my break I take the time off to either do my homework or continue on a book I'm making. One day I was working at the coffee shop and I saw a girl from school but today she look stunning like if I actually liked her, she was drinking a frappe that she ordered and her phone in her other hand suddenly a boy walked in he sneaked behind her and scared her she dropped her phone and her frappe hit the window next to her I ran over and looked at the mirror "I'm so sorry" she said "it's fine" I said in return " I'll probably clean it when the store closes" "hey I'm sorry too but I think the window has a crack in it" the boy said "wait Trevor from school right?" He said "yeah that's me" "oh Trevor I thought you looked familiar my name is Alice" she said "and I'm Crane" he said "good to meet you both" I said "hey Trevor why not tomorrow at school we all sit together" "sure I'll see you guys there" I said, later they both left then the manager walked in "hey Trevor.. Wait what happened!!" I saw he was looking at the window "umm a couple of customers spilled some coffee on the window and kind of cracked it" "well don't worry about it, Trevor business has been great so we can actually afford better equipment and fixed that window" "that's amazing Mr.Newts!" "Thank you Trevor so see you tomorrow then" "bye Mr.Newts." I said as I left the shop. The following day I found crane and Alice sitting near the corner and next to the window so I sat there "I see siting next to windows is a habit for you Alice" "oh I just noticed that and I'm deeply sorry for what happened for the other day" "it's ok I already said that and guess what my manager didn't even get angry he said he'll pay for the damage" "that's so nice of him!" Said crane, me and Alice both looked at crane as did the whole school as well, crane just realized he yelled that out, embarrassed he say down "umm so then Trevor what did you usually do before you sat with us?" Said Alice, I really didn't want to respond but I guess my brain is telling me to spill "I would usually bring a lunch and sit behind the school" I responded, they both just looked at me for a few seconds like if their was a second head on me. Fifth period came along and I just daydreamed for the first time "Trevor your daydreaming?" I woke up and saw the teacher looking at me confused "you usually never do that," he said, "sorry sir it won't happen again" I said embarrassed noticing the whole class looking at me, I can imagine how crane felt now when the whole school was looking at him during lunch.

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