The Good Kid, The Psychotic Kid

•Jack•

I walked in school, right when the bell went off. When I looked up, everyone was in the hallways, some rushing and others taking their time. Instead of me walking to my class I went to the vending machine to get a drink.
"Um, excuse me? Aren't you suppose to be making your way to class" The Teacher asked.
Before I turned around I grabbed my drink.
"Ya, I'm sorry. I'll be on my way" I said walking out the room. As I walk to my class, I threw the can of soda up and down. The second bell went off and I made it in class in time.
As I look around, I see everyone talking to eachother in small groups. I saw one desk that was available in the back and it was near the window. So I walked towards it and as I passed by the small groups I can see that some were staring at me, they think I wouldn't see them staring because my hair was covering my eye. They were wrong and I can also feel them staring. Finally I made it to my desk. As I sat down I pulled out my notebook and started to write a couple of sentences until I stopped to move my pen around my fingers. I was going fast that I messed up and
dropped my pen. I sighed deeply, I was about to get up and grab it until someone else did.
"Nice pen" the student said.
"Thanks" I replied.
The student was a girl and her desk was in front of mine.
"My name is Rosemary" she said.
"I'm Jack"
I can see her notebook from here.
"Those pictures are nice" I said.
She quickly closed her notebook.
Before she can say anything, the teacher walked in.
"All right everyone take your seats" the teacher said. I looked to see a couple of kids still standing up and talking. Assholes, I said in my mind.
When the teacher turned around to write on the board I pulled out my earphones and put one in my ear and the other dangling off my jacket.
"I'm Mr.Pike." He said. Then he started to hand us worksheets.
As soon as he handed me the worksheet another teacher came in the room.
"Mr. Pike. Do you have Jack in this room?" She asked.
"Ya" he said.
"You're Jack right?" He asked, looking at me.
I nodded.
"Can you come with me Jack?" She asked.
I got up and walked to the door where she is standing.
We started to walk.
"I'm Ms. M" she said. I nodded.
"How are you?" She asked.
"Fine" I said.
"That's good"
The rest of walking was just silent. I didn't know where I was going and when I was about to ask she stopped.
"We're here" she said.
She opened the door for me.
As I walked in I see a bunch of people sitting at the table, but I followed her to an office that had one person sitting at the desk.
I walked in with Ms. M. She closed the door behind us while I walked to the chair to sit down.
"Jack, we brought you here to ask some questions." The man said.
I nodded.
"Im Mr. Black by the way. Ok
You know
Before.... Your mom's death. She wanted you to have a therapist. But We need to meet your father." He said.
I nodded.
"Also, If there is something wrong you can come to me or Ms.M." he said. I turned around to see Ms. M standing behind an empty chair.
"Ms. M is going to be your therapist, but she wants to meet your father. " he said.
I went back to looking at the floor.
"I'll call your father for the meeting" he said.
"No. Theres no need too. I'll tell him myself." I said.
He looked at Ms.M for awhile and then nodded.
"Alright, do you have any questions?" He asked.
"No"
"Alright. You can return back to class" he said.
I got up and walked out.

I went to the bathroom instead of going to class. When I went in I locked myself in the stalls and started to strip off my jacket and my shirt. Now my chest was showing.....full of scars and bruises. I was trying to hold in my tears. He can't know about this.
I started to trace the scars with my fingers to see how big they were and then started to press hard on my bruises so I can see if it still hurt.

A couple of the bruises hurt and the others didn't hurt. I quickly put on my shirt and jacket. I left the bathroom and started to walk to class. When music started to play that means next class is start so I ran to grab my stuff and go to my next class. My next class is music and it wasn't far from my first class so I was able to make it. When I went in, I see the first student,Rosemary. She seemed miserable for some reason. I looked around to find a seat in the back but there wasn't any in the back. Great...my luck.
"Jack, you sit right here" My music teacher said. He was pointing at one of the seats in the front corner. I sighed deeply and went to my seat. I noticed that I was seating next to a girl. She kept staring at me for some reason. I just kept my head down and let my hair cover my face. The music teacher started to introduce himself.
"I'm Mr. Roger and I'll be your music teacher...."
Blah blah blah. I just wanted to start the class already and not go through the rules and shit.
After, what seem like an hour of him explaining the rules and expectations he started to hand us a piece of paper.
"I'm going to read the papers once you're done and hopefully I'll get to know you" Mr. Roger said.
When he gave me the piece of paper I pulled out my pen and started to answer the questions

#1. Do you listen to bands?
A: Yes.

#2. If yes, name a couple of bands.
A: Beartooth. Hollywood undead. Attila. Asking Alexandria.

#3. Favorite song(s)?
A: In Between (Beartooth) and The Black (Asking Alexandria)

#4. What are your goals?
A: Graduating.

I rolled my eyes when I wrote that in. It was the only lie I knew right off the bat that was simple.
Right when I was about to go to the next question the classroom phone went off Mr. Roger picked up the phone.
"Yes, I have him here" he said. As he put down the phone he said
"Jack, you're leaving early"
I froze.
Fuck, I forgot I was leaving early today. Fuck. He's going to be mad.
I got up and walked out the class.
When I close the classroom door, I sighed deeply.
I walked straight down the hall to see the front entrance of the school. Through the doors I saw a black truck with tinted windows. It is my dad's truck. I walked out the school and opened the front door of the truck. I got in and sat down. I looked to my left to see him smoking.
Without a word he drove off the school ground fast.

*5 minutes later*
He parked his truck in a parking lot that has a store at the front.
"I told you I was going to pick you up early. Why weren't you ready" he said.
"I....I was caught up with school and lost track of tim-"
He grabbed me by the shirt and pulled me towards him. Then he pulled up my sleeve and put his lit up cigarette on my arm, burning me.
I tried not to scream because if I do he'll put it in my mouth. After a couple of burn marks he threw out his cigarette and slapped me in the back of the neck.
"Go buy me something to drink" he said. I got up and stepped out of the car. I close the front door and then I rolled down my sleeve to cover the marks.

I started to walk to the store. I speed walked. When I got in, I start Looking for a cold drink. I grabbed a monster energy drink for me and then grabbed his soda. I tried rushing because if I take long he'll scream at me. I got ready to give the money to the cashier.
"That'll be $5.00" she said. I quickly gave her the 5 dollars.
"You can throw away the reciept." I said before I walked out I chugged the whole can of monster down my throat. Then I walked out with his drink. I started to speed walk again and luckily his truck wasn't far so I shouldn't be late.

"Here's your drink" I said, while I sat down and closed the door.
"What's this?" He asked.
I fucked up again.......fuck.