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"something's gotten into you, you don't really look at me the way you used to"

—bruce yamada

i hear my alarm go off, i turn it off while rubbing my eyes. i look at it and it reads 7:15. first day of school

i just moved schools, even though it's senior year my dad got a new job so we were forced to move. i had so many friends at my old school. now i'm just gonna be known as 'the new kid'. everyone always bully's the new kid. especially when it's senior year

i force myself out of bed rubbing my eyes. i stumble into the bathroom and get changed.

"morning bruce" my dad says as i walk down down stairs, "morning" i respond yawning "excited for school?" he asks "fuck no" my sister says before i can say anything "amy language" my mom exclaims walking out of the living room "this is bullshit! i had all my friends in texas then dad gets a new job and now we have to move!? totally bullshit" she yells out "i'm leaving, i know my way to school" she says right before storming out

my sister hates the fact our parents made us switch schools. she was really popular in middle school and was excited for highschool. she cried and locked herself in her room for at least a week and only came out to get food and use the bathroom

"maybe we shouldn't have moved" my dad sighs "no don't say that. an opportunity doesn't come like this all the time. she will get over it" my mom responds

my moms always has been a bitch. she's bossy and manipulative. that's probably why my dad is with her. he's the same. both homophobic, sexist, ableist. they are always trying to set me up with other asian women saying "you need someone who is connected with the culture". they have only met one of my girlfriends, and i dated her because she was asian and my mom wanted me to get a girlfriend and she asked me out. they didn't want me to date until i was 16. if they found out i dated before 16 i would have my head on a stake.

"i'm leaving" i tell them both before leaving. i hop on my bike and ride off. i pull up to the school and lock my bike up.

everyone is hanging out in groups and i'm the only one here. alone. with no one

"hey i haven't seen you around. you new?" someone asks, i turn around and see a dirty blonde hair, he was wearing a red jacket. "uh yeah" i respond, i start to fidget with my fingers "i'm billy. i'm the towns paper boy" he puts his hand and i shake it "i'm bruce, bruce yamada". "billy!" i hear someone shout out and run over to hug him "hey griffin" billy lets out a laugh and hugs him back. "who are you?" the boy who hugged billy asks "this is bruce! he's new, bruce this is griffin, griffin this is bruce" he smiles "where'd you move from?" griffin asked "oh i moved from texas" i let out an awkward laugh, "cool cool, okay so uh imma go find vance, bye billy, bye new kid" he says before running off, "what's your schedule?" he asks me, "oh here" i say giving him the paper "you have math first!? i damn that sucks. oh we have science together!" he smiles handing me back the paper.

after a few conversations back and forth the bell rings. "alright good luck! have fun in math" he chuckles and walks off. "okay room 82, room 82, room 82" i mutter to myself, "need help?" i hear someone ask, i look up from the paper and see a boy with curly brownish blondish hair, "huh? oh yeah do you know where room 82 is?" i ask "oh yeah! that's where i'm heading wanna walk together?" he asks with a big smile on his face "yeah sure! i'm bruce" i tell him, "i'm finney" he lets out another smile "are you new? i haven't seen you" he asks "yeah i am" "why'd you move during senior year? it's the worst year to move, no offense" he reassures me "none taken, my dad got a new job so we were forced to move" i sigh, "damn that sucks, well here is your room 82" he opens the door and i walk in him following behind, i grab and seat and he sits next to me

the door opens a little after the bell rings "oh great. your late on the first day. take a seat, cant believe i have to deal with you again" the teacher says and faces the board, the boy takes a seat next to finney

FIRST CHAPTER HELL YEAH!!

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