I'm At An All Time Low
Teenage Dirtbag
Alex's Pov----------- Well I'm spending my senior year in a school I've never been to nor even cared about. Let me guess people are going to hate me here too? Fuck. Might as well look decent. Alex styled his hair, swooping it to the side. Then put on blue Skinnies and a New Found Glory tee that was way too big for him. Slipped on some red hightops and walked outside. "God Damn." The one day I have to go outside and it's hot as hell. It's suppose to be September not July. I never liked the heat. He prefered the cold for some reason. Only a few blocks from his house stood the school. "MASON HEIGHTS HIGH ~ BULLDOGS" read the building. I sighed as he walked inside. Its a good thing I hadn't forgot to bring the paper I was mailed. It had my classes, locker number and a map. Well the map was quickly tore up by a jock so that doesn't really matter. My first class was History. "Mr.Thompson Room 213" I read outloud. Well I better go. ----------- Jacks POV---------- Well back at this shithole school again. I was hoping to get expelled last year but for some reason the administration pitied me. That disgusted me by the way. I hate pity. I hate people. I hate here. I hate a lot of things. So here I am sitting in homeroom my feet up on the desk in front of me when I drop my phone. "Shii--oot" I say realizing I'm in front of a teacher. When I go to pick up my phone at the door I see a pair of very familiar shoes. "Alex?"
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