When The Lights Go Down

Asshat

*Nicks Inner Monologue*

Today sucked. I have no clue why Mom and Dad think that it's so important for me to "have this normal experience" that is such BS. Yea, I'm super grumpy today, so what? Am I not allowed to be grumpy? What makes me even more mad is when people automatically assume it's a diabetes thing.  That's like asking B every time she's grumpy if she's on the rag.

Bad idea, by the way, don't do that.

Not everything can just be magically fixed with insulin or Midol. Maybe my sugar was off, but still no business of thiers. Truth is, I am super irritated about this whole school thing. I HATE, no, scratch that...LOATHE feeling like I have no control. I'm kind of particular. A perfectionist, if you will. I like things a certain way, and I'm not much for change. I think the fact that I have no say on whether I attend school or not is complete crap. First off, from what I can tell,  B and I are already way ahead  in our classes through our homeschooling on tour.  B is excited about it because we already know the stuff so class is easy, but if I'm not there LEARNING anything then what's the fucking point? My day was spent sitting in classes going over crap I already knew while being oogled by girls from every direction. The teachers seem a bit on edge with me , probably because they feel I'm being a distraction to half of the student body. Then there is Jake. Something rubs me the wrong way about him, and its more than the fact that he's dating the most important person in my life. I don't like the way he treats her and he doesn't seem to have any grasp on the idea of personal space. He always seems to have his hands on her, and it bothers me...A LOT

*Nick picks up his cell and starts texting*

(Nick text) I need an ear

(sMiLey text) I've got two, whats up?

(Nick text) just got home from my first "normal" day at highschool

(sMiLeY text) uhoh, what happened

(Nick text) already know everything they are teaching, girls batting eyes at me in every direction, guys avoiding me because all the girls are batting eyes at me, and B's asshat of a boyfriend couldn't keep his hands off...shoot me

(sMiLeY text) I'm sorry 😞 just tell mom and pop J that u want to homeschool

(Nick text) I did, they don't care

(sMiLeY text) 😞 sorry sweetie wish I could be there, sucks not seeing you guys already

(Nick text) plan on keeping your promise and coming to visit soon?

(sMiLeY text) going to try for sure, Hows B?

(Nick text) fine, she couldn't be happier she is back here with her bf and her bff and she loves school. what about you

(sMiLeY text) same old shiz, different day, sitting in makeup right now, just give the school thing a week or so, it will probably get better...if not go full on rockstar tantrum and threaten to come live with me in sin 😜

(Nick text) ha ha thanks

(sMiLeY text) np, gtg time for scene ttyl

(Nick text) k bye

-2 days later, Friday-

*Nick walks into his room and tosses his backpack into the corner*

*B walks in and plops on Nicks bed*

(Bailey) Are you still pulling the tortured boy act and not talking to Mom?

(Nick) It's no act, I am being tortured, and yes

(Bailey) Why?

(Nick) Well,you know what they say, if you can't say something nice...

(Bailey) Talk to me, what's been bothering you 'cause you've been super moody for days

(Nick) I want to homeschool, I just don't see the point in going to learn things I already know and have to put up with the girls all acting like ubers and all the guys can't seem to stand me except for this one kid that I'm fairly certain is gay. The teachers look at me like I'm this big distraction they don't need and then there's the fact that I get the pleasure of seeing your asshat of a boyfriend grope you all day...I think that's my favorite part.

(Bailey) Geesh, don't hold back Nicky, tell me how you really feel *smirks* and did you just say asshat? Nice word

(Nick) Thanks, I learned it AT SCHOOL...it's basically the only thing I've learned

(Bailey) *giggles and throws her arms around Nicks neck and pulls him down onto the bed* I'm sorry you are so miserable. Want me to help you talk to Mom and Dad? Try to convince them that Asshat High is no place for a rockstar?

(Nick) *cracking the first smile in days* yes PLEASE I will love you forever!

(Bailey) Oh, you are already gunna love me forever, for this, you'll owe me

(Nick) Why do I get the feeling like I am going to be brought up on aiding and abetting charges?

(Bailey)HA HA *rolls her eyes and kisses Nick on the cheek*

*Later that evening the boys have retreated to the media room for some guitar hero and Bailey sees her chance to approach Mom and Dad as they clean up from dinner*

(Bailey) Um, hey, can I talk to you guys for a minute about something?

(Mom) Sure hunny, whats up?

(Bailey) Well, two things actually, first off...am I ungrounded yet?

(Dad) What was the other thing

(Bailey) *sighs* Ok, well, I wanted to talk to you guys about Nick

(Dad) What about Nick?

(Bailey) Well, I'm SURE you have noticed how unhappy he has been. You don't have to be his twin to have picked up on that

(Mom) Oh yes, he has made that fact abundantly clear

(Bailey) Ok, hear me out. Nick is miserable with public school, He hates it, literally HATES it. You know what a control freak he is, and he feels like he doesn't have any say on this school thing and it's making him nuts. We're already ahead from homeschool so he feels like he's just sitting in class and wasting time. I'm sure with time things would change but practically the whole female student body and one little gay boy oogle him all day. All the guys hate him for hogging all the attention from the girls, and the teachers kinda treat him like hes this big distraction in the classroom. I know you said you want him to experience normal highschool but it's not going to be normal for him. Can't you just let him homeschool? I promise to drag him out and make him be more social. I know it's easier for you to just wait and hope things get better, but I can't stand him being so unhappy.

Holy Crap! did that all come out in like 3 breaths? The impressive lung capacity of a singer really does come in handy sometimes.

*Mom and Dad both let out a big sigh*

(Mom) Nicholas, would you come in here, please?