The Awkward Ones

New School

This is a story about a 17 year old kid named Wyatt. A very musically talented, yet booksmart boy, who loves Dubstep music. He has beautiful Blue-Gray eyes, long eyelashes, and VERY thick hair. If it was long enough he could pass for a girl. But his facial structure made him look like a male, so maybe not. His nose was a good size and his lips looked like he wore lipstick. A bright rose-red. He was about 5" 9 and relatively skinny. So, without further delay, here is his story

It was a new experience for me. I was used to my current school with my friends, teachers, and learning technique. And I wont lie, it was pretty fun. Just difficult. So when I had the choice to move to a new school to improve my grades, I had a hard time saying yes. But I did. I knew that the current school wasn't helping me learn, and that this one might. But I also would miss all the things at my old school. Especially my best friend, Wil. No I didn't misspell it, it only has one "L". He liked pretty much everything I liked and could voice act and draw anime. I knew what was best, and what had to be done. So I decided to move to the new homeschool. This kind of homeschool was actually at someone elses house. Not my own. This school had 28 different children from elementary to high school. This is where I would meet Kaysha, the love of my life.

It was about 6:15 in the morning. The normal time to wake up for me because I was a very early bird. It was Monday, so I woke up, got dressed in my usual salmon-pink polo, faded jeans, and white flatbilled cap saying "Iron Star*" in big bold print. I went to the bathroom to brush my teeth, and take a brisk shower. Then, I ate my breakfast of Strawberry Pop-Tarts* coming straight out of the toaster. "Shit," I said, "I wish we didn't have scho..." I paused. I DIDN'T have school. School was from Tuesday to Thursday. "Oh yeah, so there's that now" I exclaimed, and went back to bed

When I woke up again it was 7:42 the next day. I was late! I woke up my mom from a drowsy slumber. She grumbled, "What is it, Wyatt?" I said, "Me and Carter are late for school!!" Oh yeah. Carter is my 13 year old brother. He has slight autism, but not to the point where he cant talk. He is absolutely adoreable... At times. And at others annoying as possible for a human being. She woke up startled. "Get in the car!" She yelled. So we did. About 15 minutes later, we are complaining about how long our mom is taking. But she arrives another 2 minutes later or so. "Let's go" she yelled and sped down the road to my new school.