J.J POV
Hell.
That's the only way I could put it.
School is a living hell.
It's stupid.
The people are stupid.
The education system is stupid.
Okay, now I say that school is stupid and a living hell.
We arrive to school on time.......surprisingly.
"Can I see your schedule?" Jack asked me.
"Uh no. I don't think you want to be seen with me." I say rudely.
Before he responded, I sped off to homeroom.
I don't want his reputation crumble before he has one.
He can't be seen with the gay freaky kid.
No one can.
I go to my usual seat in the back of the classroom in the corner.
Nobody ever associates with me. They leave me alone to my thoughts and sometimes thats scary.
I sit in the back of homeroom like I always do until I feel something hit my head.
I looked down and see a ball of paper.
I straightened it out and read it.
"Gay faggot. Cutting are for faggots." I read.
I didn't know people could see my cuts.
I always wear long sleeves.
I pulled down my sleeves further and I heard snickers from the other side of the classroom.
The bell rang and I sunk down into my chair.
I want this day to end already.
"I'm sorry I'm late! I got lost." I heard a familiar voice say.
"Whatever. Just go take a seat. It doesn't matter where, just sit down." the teacher said.
I looked up and saw fucking Jack.
Great.
I hope I don't ruin him.
