Ok. Im gonna make this short. So basicly, this is my first story. It goes along with KissTheBoy7's story "The Chronicals of Mark Cohen" Its Mark's side of the same story. And this is Roger's! They go together! Yay! 2 stories! Anyway, its based on our RP andhas no real set plot. But Its still pretty awesome if I do say so myself. And I do, because I wrote it. ENJOY!
Oh, and If I owned ANY part of Rent, do you really think Id be writing stories on here?
Sept.1
Mom took me to another new stupid psychologist to help me "find a better outlet" They gave me this journal to write my feelings down in or whatever. Why can't they just fucking accept me? I've told them countless times I don't want to be a doctor, I don't want to go to college, and I DONT want to lie down and tell a stranger all my secrets! I want to move to the city, get inspired, find who I am and inspire others. To make things worse Mom decided to transfer me to a new school AGAIN. Sure, I didn't have many friends and the teachers hated me, but at least it was close and had SOME friends! So I take the fucking bus to this place filled with people I don't know, thinking they'll leave me alone. WRONG. I'm bombarded with questions, advice, and girls asking about my hair, and then there's this blond chick who I SWEAR is stalking me! She has nearly all the same classes and sits right behind me staring with this freaking crazed banshee look... My whole situation just pretty much blows. And on top of that, Mom decides she should start reading up on that herbal shit again. Fuck my life.
~~~Roger
Sept. 10
FUCK! FUCKING FUCK! I TOLD HER! What do you THINK is gonna happen if you give me all that herbal remedy shit to drink RIGHT before I go to fucking bed? Really! What do you THINK is gonna happen! MY GOD! And that just gives her another reason to worry! I'm already not normal, Mom, I don't need your help! CHRIST! I thought you GREW OUT OF THIS! But of COURSE not OF COURSE it happens to Roger. As if I didn't have enough problems going on!
On another note, Dad left for another "business trip" again. I'm starting to hope he really doesn't come back this time. All he does is yell at me and cause mom stress. I'm actually starting to feel sorry for her... But then she starts talking about "making the best of my life challenges" And I quickly get over it. I don't need meds, herbs or any of that other psychological shit! I need someone who's gonna let me talk without shoving a pill down my throat!
~~~Roger
Sept.25
Ohh JOY medication. So moms now got me on 4 vitamin tablet things, 2 anti-depressants, and these freaky herbal remedies- I don't even know! Schools mediocre and now my personal stalker has a friend. They follow me around, whisper, and giggle every time I so much as scratch my nose. Mom made me sign up to try out for the football team during gym; I hung around behind the school until tryouts were over so I could just tell her I didn't make it. Some weird ass albino-ginger-nerd was sitting in the middle of the field just... staring at me and writing. He looked younger so he probably didn't hear any of the rumors dickheads like to start...I wonder if he even knew I knew he was there- he was so focused on whatever was in that journal. But he had to; we made eye contact like, 3 times... WHY am I over analyzing some dorky freshie I caught skipping class? THAT just goes to show how little a life I have! I'm SO fucking sheltered it isn't even funny! I know neither of my parents would give a shit after a while if I left...That's probably why they won't let me start drivers Ed. They know I'd leave.
~~~Roger
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