Transparent

Chapter 1: New Place, Same Person

Lou's POV:

     You know when you feel like everything around you has changed for the worst? Well if you have you can probably relate to me. Why you ask. Let me start of at the very beginning of my story. Sixteen years ago my parents thought it would be a great idea to expand their family once again, so they had me. I don't remember the early years, but those weren't important. When I was in my preteen years, my parent's relationship took a dive. They constantly argued and would fight over everything. Fast forward a few years, and my dad got a new job offer in Chicago and my whole family relocated. My older sister Jenny had applied for a few colleges and eventually got accepted by Notre Dame, so she left. Now to the present. My parents and I live in a pretty large house, and I am about to start a new school. Here's the thing. I am the most socially awkward person that ever excised, and starting at a new school was absolutely terrifying. But hey what could I do. Nevertheless here is my crazy high school experience from start to finish.

     I had always dreamed that I would live in a big city, but now I think it's overrated. My first day in Chicago and there are so many people honking their horns and wandering the streets. I had always imagined that the city would be a place to be free, but it wasn't like that at all. Even though my family had picked a home in the suburbs, I still loved to take the train to downtown Chicago and explore. 

    When my family finally got completely moved into my new house, my parents decided that it would be best for me to go to a private school. And I was totally against this idea. How absurd. They were planning to send me to a school, where people were rich and had their cliques. I knew that I would stick out like a sore thumb, because I have always been reserved. How could I go to a school were everyone had friends and I had none. I have always struggled to make friends, but this was more terrifying than anything I had ever done. But in the end, my parents had complete control over my life so I was enrolled in private school.

     I guess private school wouldn't be the end of my life. I mean at least there was no uniform. If there is one thing that I hate, it would be having to wear the same clothes as everyone else. How could I express myself when I have to wear the same thing as everyone else. My style was more relaxed, but I still hated the idea of dress clothes. Other than that, I wouldn't worry about taking a bus, because it was a boarding school. If there is one thing that I hate, its buses. No one wants to sit in the window seat, and every time I ask someone to sit down next to them they ignore me. I guess that some of this is partially mu fault. I would avoid myself too, but that is besides the point. The whole purpose of me telling you this is so you would better understand my story. The story of my socially awkward and epic high school experience.