Six Feet Under the Stars
Prolouge
Prologue
Alex sighed heavily, glaring out the car window at the rain that was falling down around them, headphones jammed in his ears, bleeding out Blink-182, pointedly refusing to look at his mother who was seated at the steering wheel beside him. It was her fault he was in this mess in the first place, being forced to pack up his life and leave all his friends behind to go to some rich, Catholic boarding school in the middle of Nowhere, New Hampshire. All because his bigoted parents just couldn't accept the fact that he was gay, and had decided forcing God down his throat was the best solution.
Alex could tell his mom wanted to say something since out of the corner of his eye he could see her continually glancing at him apprehensively. Instead of acknowledging her presence, Alex just shifted further in his seat so his back was completely towards her and turned the volume on his iPod up loud enough that he was sure she could hear it too. This suspicion was confirmed when he saw his mom huff and turn firmly towards the road. Alex allowed himself to smile slightly to himself, and let his eyes drift closed, feeling himself get lost in the movement of the car and the feel of the music.
After about four hours of drifting in and out of conciousness and one quick pitstop to use the bathroom, Alex's mom pulled into the long, winding drive of Saint Ferdinand's College Prepatory School. She tapped her son's shoulder lightly, causing the teen to stir and sit up, blinking blearily. "We're here, Alex," she said emotionlessly, still staring straight ahead.
"You finally get to get rid of me then," Alex spat out bitterly, not looking at his mom.
Mrs. Gaskarth sighed tiredly and said, "Alex, me and your father still love you. You are still our son, that much hasn't changed. However, we cannot, in good conscience, accept this...lifestyle you have decided to adopt. I know right now you probably hate us, but in a few years, when you've gotten past this, you'll understand, and you might even thank us."
Alex did turn around at that, fire in his eyes. "You say that as though I have a fucking choice in this!" he yelled, relishing in the way his mother flinched at his language, "You say that like I chose to like boys instead of girls, like this is something I can change at the flick of a switch! Well, I'm sorry to be the one to break this to you, but that is not how this shit works. There's no changing this, and this stupid fucking boarding school isn't gonna help."
Alex's mom discreetly wiped away the tear that had found it's way onto her cheek at her son's harsh words, and choked out, "Get your things out of the trunk, Alex. Its time to go."
Alex grunted in response, getting out of the car as ungracefully as possible, slamming the door behind him as he went. He tugged his bags out of the back of the car with little effort, he hadn't exactly had much to bring with him since his parents had decided to take away his laptop and CDs. He was just grateful they had let him keep his phone. Really, the only thing besides clothes and school supplies he had brought with him was his beloved, beaten up acoustic guitar he had affectionately named Wendy.
Alex heard his mom get out of the car, and quickly gathered up his bags with a muttered, "I got it," before she got a chance to take any. Then he turned to face the building where he was going to spend the next nine months of his life at least.
Saint Ferdinand's main school building, the structure Alex was now facing, was a steely looking building, all cold, brick walls and shuttered windows. Still, it was definitely an expensive place, with its grand oak doors and sweeping stair case to the front entrance. But it wasn't exactly inviting, especially not with the cold, New England drizzle coating everything. With a heaving sigh, Alex trudged up the stairs, mom close behind, and walked into what he thought would be the worst part of his life.
Alex sighed heavily, glaring out the car window at the rain that was falling down around them, headphones jammed in his ears, bleeding out Blink-182, pointedly refusing to look at his mother who was seated at the steering wheel beside him. It was her fault he was in this mess in the first place, being forced to pack up his life and leave all his friends behind to go to some rich, Catholic boarding school in the middle of Nowhere, New Hampshire. All because his bigoted parents just couldn't accept the fact that he was gay, and had decided forcing God down his throat was the best solution.
Alex could tell his mom wanted to say something since out of the corner of his eye he could see her continually glancing at him apprehensively. Instead of acknowledging her presence, Alex just shifted further in his seat so his back was completely towards her and turned the volume on his iPod up loud enough that he was sure she could hear it too. This suspicion was confirmed when he saw his mom huff and turn firmly towards the road. Alex allowed himself to smile slightly to himself, and let his eyes drift closed, feeling himself get lost in the movement of the car and the feel of the music.
After about four hours of drifting in and out of conciousness and one quick pitstop to use the bathroom, Alex's mom pulled into the long, winding drive of Saint Ferdinand's College Prepatory School. She tapped her son's shoulder lightly, causing the teen to stir and sit up, blinking blearily. "We're here, Alex," she said emotionlessly, still staring straight ahead.
"You finally get to get rid of me then," Alex spat out bitterly, not looking at his mom.
Mrs. Gaskarth sighed tiredly and said, "Alex, me and your father still love you. You are still our son, that much hasn't changed. However, we cannot, in good conscience, accept this...lifestyle you have decided to adopt. I know right now you probably hate us, but in a few years, when you've gotten past this, you'll understand, and you might even thank us."
Alex did turn around at that, fire in his eyes. "You say that as though I have a fucking choice in this!" he yelled, relishing in the way his mother flinched at his language, "You say that like I chose to like boys instead of girls, like this is something I can change at the flick of a switch! Well, I'm sorry to be the one to break this to you, but that is not how this shit works. There's no changing this, and this stupid fucking boarding school isn't gonna help."
Alex's mom discreetly wiped away the tear that had found it's way onto her cheek at her son's harsh words, and choked out, "Get your things out of the trunk, Alex. Its time to go."
Alex grunted in response, getting out of the car as ungracefully as possible, slamming the door behind him as he went. He tugged his bags out of the back of the car with little effort, he hadn't exactly had much to bring with him since his parents had decided to take away his laptop and CDs. He was just grateful they had let him keep his phone. Really, the only thing besides clothes and school supplies he had brought with him was his beloved, beaten up acoustic guitar he had affectionately named Wendy.
Alex heard his mom get out of the car, and quickly gathered up his bags with a muttered, "I got it," before she got a chance to take any. Then he turned to face the building where he was going to spend the next nine months of his life at least.
Saint Ferdinand's main school building, the structure Alex was now facing, was a steely looking building, all cold, brick walls and shuttered windows. Still, it was definitely an expensive place, with its grand oak doors and sweeping stair case to the front entrance. But it wasn't exactly inviting, especially not with the cold, New England drizzle coating everything. With a heaving sigh, Alex trudged up the stairs, mom close behind, and walked into what he thought would be the worst part of his life.
Notes
I realize this was a little short, but it's just a prologue to set things up. I'm working on the first legit chapter now, so it should be up by this weekend at the very latest, and I promise it will be longer and hopefully better than this. But I'm very excited about this story, since it's my first Jalex, and really, my first All Time Low fic. So yeah, hope you guys enjoy it, leave comments telling me what you think, and stay tuned for more! uwuxokc
dude don't sweat it we'll wait have fun at camp :)
6/26/14