"Alex?." No response. - "Alex honey?" his mother called again.

Alexander was laying on his bed, he is just listened to his favorite singer while mentally preparing for school tomorrow. He hated school, for him it was hell on earth and the most hated place.
It were currently spring breaks and school would start tomorrow.

He quickly put out his earphones, noticing someone called his name, and paused the music player on his mobile phone. Alex just listened to The Outsider and stopped after the second chorus and looked at the clock on his mobile phone: 7:03PM.

"Yeah?" Alex answered.
Unhesitatingly his mother responsed "Dear, you know school continues tomorrow, have you already pack your school bag?"
Alexander's mother couldn't have said something worse.
"Ugh mom, I did, please don't remind me of this burning place alive, I try to relax my last hours in freedom." he hoaxed sarcastically.
"Honey do you need anything, do you want to eat something special for dinner?" his mother asked.
"No, thanks mom. I'm not hungry at all, I will go to bed soon." he answered.

While putting on his earphones again his mother muttered something, but he couldn't define it so he decided it wasn't important.
Alexander loved his mother, she was always so warm and selfless, he knew he means the world to her so he always tried to avoid any kinds of conflicts with her. He is alone with his mother.
Alex' dad left the family when he was still a little child, he was a drinker and cheated on his mother with a young girl from university where he worked as mentor.

Alex roled on his back, pinned his hands behind his head and looked to the room ceiling.
He thought about texting Claire or Michael, his best friends, but he actually didn't see the sense in talking about how bad they feel about being in school tomorrow.
He has known Claire for twelve years, when Alex was four years old they met on a playground and shared the same swing when they decided to be friends for ever, since then Claire is always there for Alexander to support him. Michael's passion is skateboarding, he is a very important person for Alex, since he could think back he was always there. They share the same interests, they have the same taste and they are always there for each other.

Alex already regretted he denied to eat something for dinner because his stomach was growling like hell. He thought about getting a few cookies but immediately rejected this idea thinking of how many he already ate today. This had to be enough for one sunday.
Nonetheless he was very hungry so he went downstairs to get a green apple. He always liked those green apples way more than red ones, he loved the sweet sourness.
As he was just about to go upstairs his mother saw him.
"Dear shouldn't you sleep already? It's soon midnight. You should be fit for tomorrow, hun."
"I know I'm sorry, I just couldn't fall asleep. After eating this apple I will go to bed, I swear" Alex answered. He took a bit of his apple while waiting for his mother's response.
"OKay, but it's very late, please hurry, Alexander." his mother said in a dull tone. Alex could tell she was upset with him, but at the moment he didn't are. He still had to write his diary entry.

Back in his room he put off his clothes, including a black T-shirt, a grey sweater jacket and a pair of tight black jeans. After putting on another pair of boxers he only wears for sleep he let himself fall into the soft sheet while he admitted "Okay, maybe I'm indeed more tired than I thought."
He ate the last bits of his apple and threw the rest into the trash can next to his bedside table.
He would be sleeping shirtless tonight, It had been a very hot spring day so it is very warm in his room.
Alex shoved his right hand under the mattress and took out a little black book. It said 'Alexander's Diary'. He opened it at the middle, he browsed a few pages back and finally found the empty page that followed the fully written side from yesterday.
He took the pen that was laying on his night table and started writing.

Dear Diary,

tomorrow it starts again.
I can already see it: Being forced to be in subjects with people that hate you even though you never did anything wrong to them.
I know I'm not popular and I only have two friends, but I'm okay with that. I've always been different. I never was one of those cool kids in school. I don't share their interests at all, they only care about football, drinking, smoking, sex, etc. They always stand together in strong feeling groups and mock and tease all the kids that don't belong their oh-so-cool attitude.
I don't know who or what made them officially cool, but that is probably not the question. I mean, I can't change it anyways but why can't they let me go, when I let them go.
I am bullied for two years or something now and just because of Natali. It all started when my ex-girlfriend told everyone rumors about that I was gay prelast year. The only reason she did that was because I didn't want to be with here anymore so I broke up with Natali. It just didn't feel right.
Since then I wasn't interested in any kind of love anymore, I know I broke up with her but she fucking hurt me. Til the end of high school I think people will never let me go, but I don't care about anyone on this goddamn place, especially not those cool kids. They all are egomaniacs and selfish jerks... well maybe except Joshua Hutcherson.
Indeed he is very popular and also belongs to the cool kids, but he is different. He is himself, he always is very polite, friendly and nice. In the end it's right, he's cool, but not the way the popular pupils would define it.
I poke once with him in the shower after sports. The others took all my towels away and I screamd for help. No one came but Josh, who asked me what was wrong. I told him and he gave me his towel. He said I shouldn't mind them and they could be real assholes sometimes.
Then he left before I could thank him.

Let's hope the best for tomorrow.

Alexander Ludwig

Then Alex put his diary back again under the mattress, cuddled into his cover and directly fell asleep.