Worth it |Mattia Polibio

Part 3

Jordon pov

" where are you going?" I turned around and I wasn't exactly surprised to see Mattia here at the hospital, hopping up to me on his crutches. He's been visiting me on some days during the Christmas holidays.

" I'm going home," I told him. That's what usually happens. I stay at the hospital for a week or two whenever they call me in, which isn't often, but they do it so they can run some test and make sure I was doing alright.

" wow, I almost forgot you don't live here," he said palming his face, " so I guess I won't be seeing you that often then, you'll probably have school and everything."

I shook my head, " not really, I'm homeschooled," I told him,"

I picked up some of my stuff and he followed me out of my room. I walked slowly so he could keep up with me on his crutches, " what? So you've never been to a proper school?" He asked curiously.

" no I have. The last time I was in a school building was when I was in middle school," I told him, " but all my years of high school I've been doing online classes by myself,"

" well that's pretty fucking lucky," he said, " I bet you just roll out of bed whenever and just chill for the day,"

I smiled, " it's not exactly that simple, though I guess it is less of a hassle in the morning. But I don't get to enjoy the good stuff from high school,"

" trust me Jordon you're not missing out on much. It's....it's pretty shit," he said scrunching his face up a little.

We got to the car park where dad was waiting for me, " I'm gonna walk it home," I told him, " you can head to work,"

He gaze shifted to Mattia who smiled and waved at him awkwardly, but dad just rolled his eyes at him. I still couldn't believe he still had a problem with him. He nodded and drove off.

" you live close?" Mattia asked. I nodded and we started walking again, " so yeah as I was saying. You're not missing out on much,"

" I am. I don't get to make friends or go to crappy school dances. I don't get to experience what it's like being yelled at by a teacher or going to a detention. I know it's shit but I want to experience those shit things," he looked at me weirdly but I wanted to experience those things so maybe I'd feel more normal and like I actually fit in.

" yeah the school dances are crappy. Getting yelled at by a teacher is pretty entertaining, unless they start crying. That's just sad and ruins it all," I looked at him funnily and I'm actually not surprised that he was in a situation like that, " you don't really need to make new friends. Everyone's fake nowadays anyway, just stick with the old ones,"

" what if I don't even have old ones?" I asked.

He stopped walking and looked at me seriously, "you're telling me you don't have any friends?" He looked like he found that hard to believe, maybe because I got along with him pretty well.

It was a bit embarrassing but i didn't have any friends at all. I had a few in middle school but I never really saw any of them ever after that. Then I moved houses here a few years ago so Its not like I'd see any of them ever again," nope," I answered and we started walking again.

" well you got me," he said and I smiled at him, " you could hangout with me and my friends."

" really? I don't want you to think that you have to," I didn't want him to think he had to keep me around as a pity friend.

" no I like hanging out with you." That made me feel pretty nice and appreciated, but by the expression on his face he probably didn't even know it, "You'd fit in pretty well."