@ totallyugly
Sebastian was laying in bed, playing some video game his mother had gotten him for his birthday this year, bored out of his mind. Sure, he should be writing the paper over the Civil War for his bitch of a teacher, but there was no way in hell he was going to be able to go and write five pages about some shit that happened at least a hundred, or more, years ago. He didn't care about school and school didn't care about him. If he wasn't a jock or a super popular slut, they didn't care. Just because he wasn't a A plus (or even a C plus) student, he didn't get the help he needed.
He was bullied, relentlessly. It was okay to where he could handle it, just little snide comments here and there. But when he came out as gay, he was basically alone. What little 'friends' he had left, turning their backs against the schools 'fairy.' Fucking bullshit, he didn't need them anyway. His thoughts were interrupted by the doorbell ringing over and over again, quirking a brow. Nobody was home, and his parents wouldn't ring the doorbell before they came in. Duh, they lived here.
Sighing, he paused the game and jogged down the steps. "I'm coming, I'm coming!" He huffed, making his way to the door before opening it, raising his eyebrow when he saw his brothers best friend. "You do know Eric's not home, right?"
[gaaah, sorry this is so long.]
December 14th, 2013 at 07:13am