September: Year 1
He shouldn't have come! Why, oh why did he listen to his mother? He should have followed his father out to Boston and follow the plan he had made when he first heard his dad was leaving them.
Sure, he was closer to his mother if he thought about it carefully enough. Then again, close to him meant being on speaking terms. He was a right fool to think that going to high school with the same group of kids would change anything. That magically, because his mother promised things were going to be different, they'd change and accept him. But that was a load of shit! His idiot brother was supposed to back him up. You know, the saying 'having each other's back'? Evidently his twin brother -who barely acted like it- didn't.
He tried changing things about himself to fit in when the decision to stay was made. He got contacts in order to get rid of the classic nickname 'four-eyes', went to the dermatologist to help bring down his break-outs. He also stopped letting his mother purchase his clothes because...well it just wasn't cutting it. She didn't say anything when he walked out that morning to school, so it hadn't hurt her feelings.
After walking all the way to school instead carpooling with his brother and his friends like their mother instructed; he stood staring at the building. His new personal hell for the next four years.
Suddenly shoved onto the ground, He looked up to see one of his tormentors.
"Move out of the way four-eyes." He said with a cocky smirk.
Evidently it didn't matter anymore if he wore glasses or not then. What a waste of a summer it was to change then.
Let his hell begin.
A/N: Haven't quite decided who will be the twin brothers...let me know what you guys think and i'll take it under consideration