Due to recent events (pm me if you want the story) I have decided to let out all my anger and stress out on fanfiction.

Phrase: High School

Definition: A terrible place where dreams go to die.

Synonyms: Jail, Penitentiary, A concentration camp basically.

Sentence: Kurt decided that life wasn't worth living if he had to go to high school.

Or at least that's the definition Skittery would have given had he been asked. He wanted to cry, scream, wail, and tear everything apart. The only thing holding him together was Bon Jovi singing in the background about a broke couple living on a prayer.

Skittery let a pained groan escape from him. His parents had told him that he had to cut down his random angry screaming.

The mirror should have cracked when Skittery looked at it. His hair was all ruffled and messy, his Foo Fghters shirt was all wrinkly, his black skinny jeans looked like they hadn't been washed in over a month, and his vans were scuffed and dirty. It was exactly what he was going for.

As long as you stayed beneath the radar nothing would ever happen

Those words had been plastered on his heart ever since second semester freshman year.

Phrase: Freshman Year

Definition: The year where middle school really stops being so terrible because its been replaced by the kraken.

Sentence: Skittery's dreams and innocence were eaten like Johnny Deep in the second movie of the Pirates of the Caribbean as soon as Freshman year started.

With a last look at summer, Skittery stared at his walls covered with band posters. This was it. Summer's freedom was fading as the clock ticked away the seconds.

Taking a deep breath, Skittery headed for his door and turned the knob. He could do this.

Nope, he couldn't do it.

"Mom I've decided I'm not ever going to school again!" He shouted, before slamming his bedroom door and locking it. Skittery threw his backpack on the floor and flew to his desk. He booted up his computer and started logged unto EMOSUNITE . His feed was flooded with losers like him complaining about how much school sucked and how they just wanted to wear guy liner and dress like Billie Joe Armstrong.

It was so awful. The thought of returning to school made Skittery want to cry, He rubbed his eyes angrily and forced the tears away.

It was so stupid too cry.

Skittery scrolled through the names of the people available to chat. He found KurtCobain101 and started to type.

"Dude, I want you to freaking kill me"

The response was almost immediate.

"I don't want to go to jail for you"

Skittery chuckled before answering.

"I'm begging you. I'll watch Twilight if you don't"

It took seconds for him to get a response.

"Don't do it Skitts! That movie is poison to every man's masculinity"

Before Skittery was done laughing there was rapid thumping at this door.

"Skittery! You better be in that car in ten minutes or I'm canceling the internet!"

The threat was empty, His Mother would never do that but Skittery knew he better get in that car. He told KC101 that if he never heard from him again it was because school had destroyed his inhibitions and his brain had blown up because of al the mediocrity.

Breakfast bars were God's gift to Teenagers, Skittery shoved some into his backpack before heading to the front door. He still had like six minutes left but he didn't want to be the one his mother glared at when they hit traffic.

The car was unlocked and running, which meant that his Mother was just about to push Megan, his over-dramatic and oversensitive fifteen year old sister out of the bathroom. This was going to be Megan's rookie year in Satan's vacation home.

From the rearview mirror Skittery could see his Mom pushing a green Megan out the door. She looked like she was going to puke. Megan had what you could call a rough eight grade year. Like all of the girl problems one could girl could get had been piled unto his sister, they cyber bullied her once, her friends ditched her for the popular kids, she got her period in the middle of class, Zayn left One direction. It was honestly a terrible year, his had been pretty bad too but Zayn leaving One Direction was something everything was still grieving over.

His Mother gave him a worried look when he started to cackle on the front seat of the mini van.

"What are you laughing at dweeb?" His sister asked as she slammed the sliding door shut.

"Oh nothing" He answered turning on the radio, he flipped through the stations until he found the Classic Rock station. Joan Jett was telling the world that she didn't care about her reputation as the car started to move out of the driveway and into the street.

"Skittery I want you to help your sister out. No scaring her like you did this summer. High School isn't that bad. Its a place were you find new friends and make wonderful memories" School wasn't that far, it was only eight minutes away by car but with all the traffic that the first day of school brought it was going to take at least four extra.

Yeah whatever Prom queen of '87.

"Your brother likes to stretch the truth and tell you that high school is terrible and that it will eat you up but he just does that to scare you-"

Skittery interrupted "That's because it will"

"Quiet. As long as you look nice and smile at everyone it will be fine"

He scoffed. As long as you look nice.

"Is there something you would like to say?" His mother glared at him.

Skittery fought the restrain of his seatbelt to turn in his seat and talk to his sister.

"Mom was head cheerleader, she's never scraped the bucket. What you have to do is wear dark clothes and scowl a lot, don't talk to any strangers and barely participate in class. Oh and avoid the senior hall way and if you have a chance to ditch the mandatory pep rallies take it"

Megan furrowed her brow in confusion but she seemed to get the gist.

"Don't listen to him!" His mother tskd " Do the exact opposite and everything will be fine "

"No this isn't Grease and you're not Sandra D. You will not become instant friends with the coolest girls in school, not one boy will be heads over hill with you Okay? This is a Mean girls and the Hunger Games crossover. The only way to survive is to be invisible"

The car went quiet, his Mother game him a shocked look while his sister stared at him.

"What happened to you?"

"Your absolute worst nightmare"

I don't plan on this to be a very long fanfic its just going to be a newsie hating on school. I was angry because school starts this Monday and my outlet is writing so I this was born.