Prologue or smth I dunno
I’ve never had a girlfriend or any girl friends to begin with
Never kissed one or ever really talked to one
Either I was shy or too chatty and my mouth was always dry.
Truth be told I’m an outsider and not a cool one not your movie outsider you know the one who’s all alone at the start but 5 minutes later is making Meg Ryan blush no i’m not charming and I’m certainly not Hugh Grant in fact most people would call me socially inept and maybe a little weird
My name is Thomas. I’m newly seventeen, I’ve no friends, terrible grades and I’m just back from a summer of doing jack shit! So to be perfectly honest I didn’t exactly have high hopes for my last year of high school funnily enough neither did my teachers.
“At this point Tommy it’s not about getting into a good college it’s about getting into a college at all.” Said vice principal Tasha
I’d always considered myself ‘a clever young chap’ and had been told as much growing up but honestly when I think about it, I’m probably not. My grades suck and people will say that’s not what matters but it’s probably the best estimate in my opinion.
“It’s just, you can’t keep missing all these days. Trying to get top grades and not going to school just doesn’t work unfortunately.”
I had missed a lot of days. From a young age (like most people) I’d always loved holidays and weekends, I also loved skipping school and Both my parents work which made it very easy and very tempting. To skip school all I would have to do would be to… nothing. My parents left the house at like 7:30 before I was even supposed to be up and came home at about 5:30, all I had to do was say ‘alright’ when my parents asked me how school was. I’d usually just stay home on my phone or playstation (I cringe now looking back at it). Thankfully over the summer I kicked my ‘video game’ addiction (in large part due to my parents confiscating everything including my Kindle).
“Is there something going on at home?”
I found myself shaking my head because the truth was no but also even if there was something as nice as Tasha was she was still just a member of staff at the local school and effectively a stranger who I had a suspicion didn’t quite know my name despite my file sitting on her desk. She dismissed me and I left gladly as I was already late due to this ‘meeting’.
“Oh but before you leave To…ny there’s a new student who I’d like you to show around.”
I agreed but I can’t pretend I wasn’t surprised because;
A. This had me missing more class
B. I have no sense of direction
And
C.there were probably first years with more time spent in this school than me.
So I did wonder why I’d been picked to do it, only realising the sad part once I’d left. Despite her not even knowing my name even she was hoping I’d make a friend.
