Note- Sorry I have not updated in months. I've been really busy. Hope you enjoy this chapter! The lyrics, Perfect, are not mine. They're by simple plan.

Chapter 8- I'm Not Perfect--

The next morning at 6:53, Matt got out of bed. He got dressed into his normal clothes, not his gang clothes. If he wasn't in the gang anymore, he figured not to wear the clothes. He didn't even have a smile on his face. He just had a frown on all the time. If he ever smiles, it would be because he had thought something funny. He went downstairs to eat some breakfast (pancakes). He would be very silent, and won't speak to anyone, except Lizzie. Usually he would not shut up.

Then Jo, Sam, and Lizzie came to the kitchen table and sat down to eat breakfast.

"Matt, can you please pass the butter?" Asked Jo.

Without making eye contact, Matt passed her the butter.

They all sat silently, eating their pancakes.

Then Sam asked, "So, what's everyone going to do today?"

Lizzie shrugged, "Just go to school and see Gordo and Miranda. I wonder if they changed?"

Matt smiled at Lizzie, "Nope. They didn't change one bit. You know why?"

"No. Why?"

"Because they are your friends and they will never change." Explained Matt, remembering that he has no friends anymore now. "On second thought, maybe they have changed. I don't know. They're your friends, not mine because I do not have any!" Matt dropped his smile into a frown.

"Matt, don't be so hard on yourself. Your old friends will be your friends again, just give them some time." Lizzie said.

Matt shook his head, "No, they will not be my friends again, because they will never forgive me!"

"Yes they will. You only have to show them that you want them back being your friends."

"Oh, yeah! Mom and Dad will never forgive me!" Matt got up from the table and just stood there.

"Hold on, Matt. We'll forgive you." Sam said.

"When? Today? Tomorrow? Next year? When?"

"We don't know yet."

"Mom, when?" Matt asked.

"I'm staying out of this." Jo replied as she continued eating. She cares about Matt, but don't want to get in a fight.

Then Sam got up.

"Dad, look at me. Think back when you talk to me. Did I grow up according to plan? Do you think I'm wasting my time doing things I wanna do? 'Cause it hurts when you disapprove all along!"

"Matt, just listen what I have to say. It's important."

"No!" Matt folded his arms. "I try to think about the pain I feel inside. Did you know you used to be my hero? All those days you spend with me, now seems so far away. It feels like you don't care anymore!" Matt ran to the door and opened it. "I'm better off at school than home with you! And I'm sorry I can't be so perfect!" He slammed the door shut as he ran out it. Then he hopped on his bike and started heading to school.

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At school, Matt was sitting in third period study hall, sound asleep. He was snoring also, so this one kid came over and tapped him on the shoulder. "Hey, would you please stop snoring? I'm trying to do my work."

Matt raised his head up off the table, "Would you shut the hell up? It's not like your work is really important!"

The kid folded his arms, "Yes, it is! I get A's on every single thing! And I cannot mess up!"

Matt sighed. "Oh, I know you. You're Brandon, the whiz kid, who likes to be always perfect!"

"I don't try to be perfect all the time."

Matt glared at him, "Yes you do!" He paused and got up to almost hit him. He was not in the mood.

The teacher seen them and ran over to brake them up. They did.

Matt flopped back down in his seat. Brandon went back to his seat.

30 minutes later, the bell for forth period rang. All the students were off to their lockers and to class. Matt went to his Science class. He sat in a seat and tried to listen to the teacher but couldn't; he kept falling asleep. He started to dream (dreaming with just a black background and nothing else.): God must hate me or something. I do not have any friends now. They will not even speak to me. I lost my best, best friends in the whole entire world. I remember the laughs, difficulties we had together. They were the bomb! Now, I cannot even laugh with them, because we have our backs turned toward each other. Man, it is all because of that stupid fight at the party! My life is a nightmare. I used to think I had a pretty great life, but not anymore! Nobody cares about me. Nobody even listens to me. Why even bother staying around if I'm not even wanted in this neighborhood? I'm going to run away to another state or town and start a whole new life. It would be better not staying in this crumby neighborhood! Nobody is going to stop me, not even the police, parents, and teachers! I'm going to run away and that is final!

MATT WOKE UP. He got out of his seat and went to the teacher. "May I use the restroom? I have to go really, really bad! I think I might pee my pants."

EVERYONE LAUGHED. The teacher let him.

Matt did not go to the restroom. Instead, he snuck out the door and ran off school grounds...

TO BE CONTINUED...