No Ordinary.

Ordinary World

It was a tuff summer. My father had just met a new lady and with in a year they were getting married. This meant new sisters and new brothers, just more to add to the bundle of ones that are in my past now. I never had much of a great child hood. My parents were divorced and I had been separated from my mother for along time when I was younger. Now I was living with her and my new step father in Colorado. I had had a falling out with all of my friends who now hatted me for a reason that I have no recollection of doing. I was tendered to a new school over the sumer. It was a charter school for the gifted and creative.

I had over the summer express my self in a new field of music which I felt right at home with. I got to know the meaning of the songs and I could relate to them. It gave me a deeper understanding of what I thought of and how I saw the world. Well it help me threw school the most. The first day of school came pretty quick and I had gotten to meat my new class mates.

My teacher had all of us stand in a circle and tell every one about our selves. I remember seeing a kid with tall blonde hair and he wore sunglasses and a button up shirt with tie. When I first saw him I thought that he would be a square. I didn't really understand him. Then there was a funny doof in blue jeans and a funny little polo. We bonded right away.

For a week the polo kid, Zephan and I hung out but the crowd that he rolled with was not really my style of people so I broke off from them. I  remember for a couple of days that I hadn't made any more progress with friends. Until the kid with tall hair and a tie ended up in my English class. I had brought school an old disc man CD player and had brought my favorite CDs to class. He over heard me singing one of the songs that he had recognised then we started off from there.