A/N: Thanks for the reviews, I'm gonna keep writing! Here's the next chapter. Hopefully it's longer. Sorry if it's confusing, bear with me!

I focused my gaze back onto the ground, exhaling and rushing my hand through my hair. It wasn't like it used to be. I used to have friends, most of them either moved or sort of... Pushed me out of the group.

"Slade!"

I glanced over to see a taller figure. Noticing him right away as one of my only friends- Jack. He had pure white hair with yellow eyes, wearing a gray hoodie with grey skinny jeans; his bangs covering his face. "I saw what happened with you and Izan. Damn, he's so mean to you. He like, sexually harasses you." My only response was a small shrug.

"You like it, don't you?"

I hoped Jack was kidding.

"What? No. I just don't see a reason to fight back. I mean, not that I do like it, but there's no point if he'll just keep coming back and mess with me." Jack leaned beside me. "No point? Your kidding! You have every right and point to go show that fucker that he can't just mess with you like that!" I closed my eyes.

"I know-"

"Then do something about it. Don't sit there and act like a pussy."

Jack's eyes were cold, their glower aimed right at me. "What do you want me to do? Beat him up? Sneak into his house and maybe kill his parents? I'm not a god. I can't do anything, really." I muttered.

"You can run and punch."

"So?"

"Punch him and run."

I thought about it for a moment, as if I wouldn't mind giving him a beating. "That wouldn't be right." I mumbled finally, glancing to Jack and sighing. "I'll see you tomorrow." He didn't respond, only rolled his eyes and sighed loudly- making sure I could hear it (which was something that annoyed me). Picking up my pace, I walked down the steps, pushing the door open and making my way back home. Of course, my mother was the one who greeted me.

"I have a surprise!" She squealed, quite excited. My eyes rolled. "Oh, yippee." I said sarcastically. She pulled out an application form. "Since you're not obedient enough, I've signed you up for Boot Camp!" My jaw dropped.

"Mom, you can't-"

"Why can't I?"

"No, please you don't understand-"

"Don't make it worse. You have three months there."

"You treat me like I'm a dog!" I snarled.

Then, silence. I glided past her, keeping my head low. "It starts after tomorrow." She mumbled. 'A great way to start a Tuesday...' I kvetched to myself, letting out a silent breath as I went through my contacts on my iPhone. Finding Jack's, I quickly called him up. The numbers dialed, and someone picked up.

"Ah- hello?"

"Jack. My mom's sending me off to boot camp. Dude you gotta come with-"

"Why? What'd you do this time?"

I sighed, rolling onto my bed. "Nothing. She just came up to me and told me I wasn't 'obedient' enough."

His snort echoed through the phone. "What are you, a dog now?"

I laughed halfheartedly. "Guess so. Can you come? Seriously... I'm already in some deep shit from my mom."

"Why me though? You need to grow up."

Normal Jack. I let out a small sigh, rolling my eyes.

"Right. I'll see you in three months."

Before he could answer, I hung up. My hands pressed against my face, phone dropping out of my hand. 'Life is terrible.'

I sat there on my bed, my head low as I tried to think out what could happen. It wouldn't be that bad, would it? I knew I should at least try convincing my mom differently. Getting up, I ran my fingers through my odd crimson hair and started down the stairs, to see my mom reading what she usually was. A newspaper for her to get caught up on all the 'latest' drama. My eyes rolled. "Mom?" I spoke as softly as I could, although I could feel anger burn inside of me and cause me to tense. Why was she sending me off? That's what I would ask. "Hmm?" She responded, glancing up from her newspaper.

"Uh, why exactly am I going off to camp-"

"Slade. We've already talked about this."

I gulped, shaking my head. "I don't remember that. You want me to miss school?"

That made her look up from her newspaper, as it gently made a crinkling noise from her slowly tensing hands. "Miss school?" She mumbled. It sounded as if she had forgotten I had started school. For once I was exited about school.

"Yeah. Wouldn't you rather have me learn then go to boot camp? Come on. Give me some time-"

"To do what?"

I knew what she wanted me to say. She wanted to hear me say I'd get a job, start studying for tests, and stay out of fights. But that wasn't exactly what I said. "Okay. How about this. I'll find some way to start earning money, and I'll get my grades to no C's."

She smiled gently at me, which only enraged me more. "Alright- but if you don't, it's off to boot camp."

I faked a smile, nodding. "Thanks." I quickly ran up the stairs, texting Jack to tell him I'd be at school.

Almost instantly, I got a responding text. It read, 'What? Get your ass over here and tell me what happened. I'm at my house.'

Now this was actually an okay start for a school year. I gathered up my longboard, letting out a silent sigh as a finger traced over my soft lips. "Alright." I spoke silently, rushing back down the stairs and out the door.

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