You're so neutral, everyone wants to be you. Except yourself.
Caring, loving, a passionate lover, romantic, friendly, joking, but deep down inside, you don't care about any of these people.
Your mother, she raised you right, she was a good momma, protecting you from everything and tried her best to save you from the past, you know, that past. What was it again? No, let's keep it a secret for now.
Your friends always ask you why you haven't had a girlfriend since the eighth grade, you don't dare tell them you're homosexual, most already had a problem with you saying you were bisexual.
You're African-american, and rather skinny, rather weak, you think your nose is a little too big .. You think about trying out for football this year to strengthen up and turn these twiggy arms to tree trunks.
You're a vegan, you don't dare eat any meat, those cute animals don't deserve it, you even put protein powder that tastes like vanilla into your water for them.
Devon Joseph, most of your friends just call you DJ. Who are your friends anyways? I mean, you hang out with Cody, Tyler, Harold, Izzy, LeShawna, Sadie, Justin, Duncan, Trent, and a couple others.
Cody you've questioned your sexuality for. He's geeky, but those late night conversations you two had, you really connected with him and shared some great bonds with.
Tyler, he always complained to you about his trying to get back with Izzy, and even though you gave him advice every day, you never have a doubt that they won't get back together.
Harold, maybe one of your closest. He'd complain to you about his relationship with Izzy, but you never mind. You two would stay up late at night on the phone and make sexual jokes, and basically anything.
Izzy, God could you not stand her. She gotall the attention from the guys, and was LeShawna's best friend. She dated all of them, and broke all their hearts. Why they kept crawling back to her you don't know why.
LeShawna, the only one who could really connect with your homosexuality. She too, was a homosexual, but was very open with it. But being a lesbian is so much easier than being.. what was it that guy once called you.. a faggot. However, LeShawna talked too much about everyone else, you don't like gossipers.
Sadie, wow did you dislike her. Everyone knew it but her, she was too naive to understand it. She wanted your heart, would pour her emotions out to you, but you wanted none of that. Not only are you gay, but even if you weren't, you couldn't like her, too annoying.
Justin was a closeted bisexual, coming to you for help on Trent, you and him came to one another for advice, it was nice wanting advice from someone. He was definitely up there for your bestfriends, along with Harold.
Duncan, you never really talked to. You didn't mind him, but he was never the first you wanted to talk to. He was cocky to you, you like that Izzy likes him, because you know he'll never requite her affection. He was a bit of a musician, but you couldn't see much a future for someone arrogant.
Trent, also a musician. He was an excellent guitarist, but couldn't sing or write lyrics for his life. He was a little strange, he never talked to anyone one-on-one except for maybe Justin, Cody, and Tyler. He also tended to smell a little funky. Cute, though.
You think of the others who have passed by in the group. There was Noah, who would joke around about being gay with you, which you sometimes liked to believe to be more than real.
Alejandro, he was sexy. He lied too much though, and after those long talks with Cody you couldn't help but fall out of "love" with Alejandro. You were a heart breaker.
You sit at your usual lunch table, eating your vegan lunch, staring at all your friends chatter with one another. Everything feels like it's going by in slow motion. Tyler crunching on potato chips trying to hit on Izzy. Justin checking himself out. LeShawna being a loudmouth.
You can't stand these people anymore. You couldn't since about 3 months ago, in June right before you passed Junior year. It's senior year now, and only September 14th.
You consider how to get these people out of your life. You consider suicide, as gruesome as that sounds. But you can't come to accept that choice, you have too much in your life too look forward to. You're going to change the world for the better.
You consider switching classes, but with the principal being quite strict, you don't think it's possible, plus you have the same lunch period as all them, how unlucky.
Finally, you realize your mom will consider letting you transfer schools. It's only September, where all you do is review what you learned last year, so you won't be behind everyone else in the other school.
These people don't know what you're thinking, but if they knew they'd quickly get those thoughts out of your head. Remind you of the good times you've had, blah blah blah.
But now it is in your head, you remember those promises you made. Moving in an apartment with Cody, going to the same college. Starting a music group with Harold, and possibly Duncan. Joining the football team with Tyler and Trent. Adopting an orphan that you pay 16 cents a day, with Justin. Broken promises, you wonder if any of them remember these promises.
You get up from the lunch table and say "Later" to each of them, as if you aren't planning on leaving them the next day.
After three more periods, you walk home and have the talk with your mom, she agrees and drives you to the high school you wish to transfer to. The principal checks your Grade Point Average and immediately shakes your hand, welcoming you to your new school.
All you have to do is grab your books from your old school's locker tomorrow, and you're free.
Placing the books in your backpack during first period, you start walking to the end of the hallway to the exit. Justin walks out of the bathroom and asks why you're leaving, you quickly lie saying your stomach's bothering you and you've been dismissed, and that you'll see him tomorrow. Not knowing that both of the statements are lies, Justin waves a quick goodbye and walks to his class.
It is now May, despite it being eight months after your leaving, you regularly skip lunch each day to walk to your old school to check up on your old friends.
They never see you, but you always make sure to check up on them.
The group's been broken up. Harold, Duncan, now Lindsay, and occasionally LeShawna and Justin sit at the old table, but you know your leaving affected the group in a negative way. Izzy now sits near none of them, Trent is never present at lunch, so you can only imagine where he goes to eat, Sadie sits alone generally, sometimes with her new boyfriend. Cody and Tyler still sit with one another, but you can tell there's a disturbance with one another. Tomorrow is the last day of the whole town's schools, so even if you wanted to transfer back, you know that special bond between all of you will never be healed.
The past is the past, but you can't help but wonder if you did stay. Would they all still be a group? Maybe. You decide everything is for the best, and head back to your school before you're late to next period.
After school you get a ride from the city bus back home, and quickly fall asleep.
It's the last day of school, and even more than wanting to be free of high school and for it to be summer, you want to check up on your friends for the last time. Those five minutes of walking to the old school have never been nerve racking as before, but you reach it.
For some reason, you can't scope your friends out, and sadly assume most didn't go for the last day of school. After some time, you notice Harold and Lindsay talking at a table, and soak up what you think is the last of what you'll ever see of your old group of friends, now just one of them with what you assume his girl friend. Usually you only stay for a couple minutes, but this time it's for about ten minutes. Harold glances past the crowd of people, and notices you. Surprisingly, he doesn't rush to you, he doesn't scream to you.
All he does is shrug his shoulders towards you as if asking "Where have you been all along?", not knowing the answer, all you do is shake your head as if saying no, and he closes his eyes in acceptance, and nods. You wonder what else to do, but before you know it you start walking away, tears streaming down your eyes.
You don't know why, but you know you should have done something else. Not just not walk away, but to do something, anything, but walk away. You could tell through his face, Harold was a broken man, not just he, but everyone in that group was. For the one time you try to do something for yourself, it was a heavy cost for everyone else. Now, you don't know what to do.
Actually, you do. You know which college Cody wanted to go to, and hoping he still wants to go there, you rush home and fill out an application and submit it.
You might not be able to change the past, but you can decide your own future.
Hello Everyone! Gosh, it's been quite a while. Now I'm assuming most of you reading this are from my author alert page, from author alerting me because of Total Drama Island: What If. So before asking, "Hey! Why aren't you writing it!" Let me explain. 1. I have Finals, which I hope you all can respect. 2. I have terrible writer's block and want burn almost every idea I write down for that story's next chapter.
Anyways, recently, for my English class, we were supposed to write a series of short stories, which I, of course, really got into. Writing about a dozen, I came to appreciate writing many short stories. The past month I've written maybe half a dozen short stories revolving around the TD characters on my (brother's, since mine is broken) computer. Every week or so, I shall upload a new short story on here. They'll revolve around a couple themes, so there's a little something for everyone. I personally love my short stories, so I hope you all do as well! If any of you have questions, comments, concerns, about anything, just review or private message, and I'll get back to you soon!