I woke up on my own the next morning, it was four-thirty so I took my extra time to take a shower, and I went into my own personal shower and took a nice warm one. Once I was done with my shower I walked into my room and pulled on some boxers, I rifled through my bags to find a good pair of skinny jeans and I pulled them on. I walked back into the bathroom and rubbed my hair with the towel and plugged in my flat iron and waited as it heated, when it was fully heated I flat ironed my hair until it was pin straight. I unplugged it and stalked back into my room, I pulled out my Green Day Dookie shirt and walked over to my bed and sat down, I played on my phone and then I received a text from Iris.
“From: Iris,
Have fun fag, we won’t miss you here. From: Oliver.”
I deleted it and rolled my eyes, he loved to call me a fag, what if I was? What could he do about it? I asked that question to myself a lot. Alex what if you are gay? Yeah I have some tendencies like checking out guys but I’ve never been with one so I’ve never been sure. I wouldn’t have a problem if I was because I would be being myself and that’s the happiest you can be. I laughed and shoved my phone in my pocket and pushed my feet into my combat boots.
“Alex are you awak—oh, good morning.” My mom said
“Morning.” I smiled
She smiled at me and I walked behind her into the living room.
“So you know the drill just go to the office and ask for your schedule.” She said
I nodded
“We’re leaving in ten minutes.” She said
“You were going to wake me up ten minutes before we had to go?” I asked
“Well I heard your shower running so I figured you were awake, you just have a tendency to go back to sleep.” She said
I nodded and smiled, I got up and walked back to my room and grabbed my song notebook and my one pencil, and I grabbed a jacket and slipped it on.
“Alex let’s go.” My mom said
I walked back upstairs and we went out to her newer car that she was renting. As we drove I took in my surroundings, then it hit me. I was going to be out casted again, how do I know? Because I’m a weird new kid with a slight British accent. I tried to shake that from my mine as I spotted a park.
“When do you think my guitar will come in?” I asked
“Mike said it should be in today.” She said
“Did you ship it a head of time?” I asked
“Yes.” She smiled
I nodded and she pulled into the parking lot of a school.
“Have a good day. If you want to walk home just call me and tell me, if not I’ll come get you.” She said
I nodded again and got out of the car, as I was walking up to the building I saw a kid walking from the same direction my mom came from, he was lanky, taller than me by a little bit and his hair was spiked. That’s all I could see from my distance. I walked into the building and looked for the office.
“Are you looking for the office son?” Someone asked
I looked up and it was a huge guy, I nodded at him and he walked me to the office.
“Thanks.” I muttered
He nodded and I walked up to the counter.
“What can I do for you sweetie?” The lady at the desk asked
“I need my schedule. I’m new.” I said
“I can tell, that accent is going to have all of the girls swooning over you. Are you Alexander Gaskarth?” She asked
I cracked a smile
“That’s me.” I said
“Here you go, your first class is just three doors down from here. If you need any more help here is a map or you can ask a student. Have a good day Alexander.” She said
“Thank you.” I muttered again
I walked out of the office and the halls were packed with people. I pushed through them and walked into my math class, I was the first on in there.
“New student?” The teacher asked
I nodded.
“Sit in the second row and the very last seat.” He said
I nodded and walked to my seat and sat down, I looked down at my song notebook and opened it to the latest song I’m working on. I heard the bell ring and people started shuffling in, I closed my notebook and looked up at the teacher. The next bell rang and there was one guy that walked in late, he was the one that was walking to school that I saw this morning.
“Nice of you to join us Mr. Barakat.” The teacher said
“It’s always my pleasure to come to your class Mr. Baker.” He smiled
The more I looked at this boy the more I questioned my sexuality. Oh well, I dropped that out of mind and watched him sit in the empty seat next to mine.
“Today class we’re going to welcome a new student. His name is Alexander.. Uh. How do you say your last name?” He asked looking up at me
“Gas garth.” I said
I tried to say it in the most American accent I could but it didn’t come out right.
“Alexander Gaskarth. He’s new here and I want you guys to treat him with respect as he will to you.” The teacher said
“Hey.” The kid next to me said
I looked over at him
“Don’t worry about Mr. Baker, he says everyone’s last name wrong, especially the weirder ones. He didn’t learn to say mine right until a month into school.” He said
I nodded.
“I’m Jack.” He said
“Alex.” I said
“Alexander and Jack.” Mr. Baker said
I raised my hand
“Yes?” He asked
“Call me Alex.” I said
He nodded and I heard a bunch of comments
“He’s British?”
“That accent is fake.”
“No, it’s too genuine sounding to be fake.”
I sighed and dropped my head on the desk.
“Alex.” Jack whispered
I looked up at him.
“Are you from England?” He asked
I nodded.
“Let me see your schedule.” He said
I pulled the paper out of my notebook and handed it to him
“We have a few classed together.” He said
He reached into his bag and pulled out a green highlighter and highlighted what classes we had together.
“If you like music like I do then your third period will be your favorite. And we’re matching today.” He said
I just looked at him and he opened his jacket to reveal that we were wearing the same shirt.
“Mr. Barakat.” Mr. Baker said tapping his fingers on his desk
“Sir.” Jack said
“Don’t get him into trouble on his first day.” He said
“Yeah Fag.” Some guy said from the corner
Jack sighed
“Your words don’t affect me anymore Larson.” Jack said
“How about my actions?” Jack asked
Jack rolled his eyes and turned to the board where the Trigonometry was, I glared back at Jack and he flicked me off. I shook my head and looked at the board and then at Jack. I studied him, he was attractive, pretty attractive. Hey maybe I was gay. I looked around the room and no other guy stuck out as attractive to me. I shook that thought from my head and tried to focus on the math in front of me, which I didn’t understand at all.
“Alex are you okay? You’re looking at that math pretty intensely.” Jack said
“Yeah, I uh. I just don’t understand it.” I said
“I’m pretty good at math. Maybe I can help you.” He said
I went to say something and the bell rang.
“I’ll walk you to class.” He said
“Thanks.” I said
He smiled at me and I picked up my notebook and he walked me to my art class.
“This is a cool teacher; I have her later in the day. I’ll be here after class to pick you up and walk you to music.” He said
“Jack you don’t have to.” I said
“I know.” He said
I smiled to myself and walked into art class.
“A new face today!” The teacher exclaimed with creepy excitement
“I’m new here.” I said
“That accent is amazing.” She said
“Thank you?” I questioned
“Where in England are you from?” She asked
“Essex.” I said
She nodded and then pointed at a table.
“Sit there and your table partner will be a red headed girl names Allison.” She said
I nodded and walked over to the table and sat down, I pulled my notebook out and started jotting down lyrics.
“Hi, I’m uh, I’m Allison.” A soft-spoken voice said
I closed my notebook quickly and looked up; a red headed girl was just sitting down.
“Hello Allison.” I said
“I like your accent.” She said
“It seems everyone does.” I said
“It’s not a sexual thing for me I just think it sounds really awesome.” She said
“Well, uh thanks for specifying that.” I said
She laughed nervously and I put my head into my arms, I couldn’t wait to see Jack again, which was weird for me.
Finally the bell rang waking me up from my in class slumber; I got up pulled my notebook to my chest. I looked over at the teacher and she was giving me a very displeasing look. It’s my first day here and its only second period and I have a class I hate so much I slept in, oh well. I walked out into the hall and Jack smiled at me as he leaned on the lockers. He looked at me and we walked down the long hallway and into a room full of instruments and people that looked friendly.
“Did you sleep in art class?” He asked me
“Yes.” I said
“Could it have been that boring?” He asked
“My table partner. She said she liked my accent and I said some snooty comment about how everyone seems to and she had to come out and say that it wasn’t a sexual reason that she liked it. It just weirded me out a little.” I said
“What was her name?” He asked
“Allison something. I didn’t catch her last name.” I said
“Figure it out tomorrow and let me know.” He said
I nodded and looked up and around the classroom and she was sitting right in front of a blackboard.
“That’s her.” I said poking Jack’s shoulder
“Where?” He asked
“The red head by the black board.” I said
He looked over and laughed
“That’s Allison Loganson.” He said
“Anything I need to be warned about with her?” I asked
“Well you’ve already figured out that she’s a little weird. She talks to herself a lot so unless she like taps your shoulder don’t respond because she’s having conversations with herself.” He said
I nodded and he walked me over to the person that looks like the teacher.
“Mr. James this is Alexander Gaskarth. He’s the new student they were talking about.” Jack said
The man turned around and smiled at me.
“I hear you are from Essex?” He asked
He had the same accent I did.
“Yes I am.” I said
“That’s where I am from as well.” He said
I nodded and Jack took me by the arm and we went and sat down.
“Alex give me your phone.” Jack said about ten minutes into class.
I just looked at him and he jutted his hand out, I sighed and pulled my phone out of my pocket and looked at it, I had a few dozen texts from Iris. I rolled my eyes and handed it to him after unlocking it and pulling up the key pad. I watched him type in his number and then his phone vibrated. He handed me my phone and I laughed at the name he put in ‘Jack the Fag’ I looked back at him and he laughed
“Don’t say mean things like that about yourself.” I whispered
“It’s fine, I’ve accepted it.” He smiled
“What’s mine in your phone?” I asked
“Alex the fag.” He smiled
I smiled back at him and returned my attention back to the board, in a week we had to present a song. I don’t know if that will be easy for me yet.
As the day went on I saw Jack on and off throughout it and every time I saw him my heart jumped a bit inside of my chest, when I final bell ran Jack and I left our English class together and walked outside.
“How do you get home?” He asked
“I’m walking home and here starting tomorrow. My mom drove me today but that was only so I knew where the school was.” I said
“Where do you live?” He asked
“Right up the road.” I said
“Me too, we’ll walk together until we have to split.” He said
I nodded and we started walking.
“Are you going to have more than this notebook tomorrow?” He asked
“Yes.” I said
He laughed and we kept walking right up until my house.
“Jack this is my house.” I said
“I live right down here about a block or two. We live so close.” He said
I smiled and he hugged me and went on.
“I’ll text you!” He shouted
“I’ll be waiting!” I yelled
I heard him laugh and I unlocked my door and went inside.
I was tired, why was I so tired? I walked downstairs and laid down on my blow up mattress and fell asleep.

Notes

Chapter three? Do you like?