Chapter One

The day started as it usually did. Groggily, Jess leaned over to hit the snooze button on my alarm clock. He was so tired because he had been doing 30 hours a week at work lately and he was n't sleeping well because of his place life. Add in school and the preparation that came along with it and it was midnight or later by the metre he got to bed."Who invented these things anyway ? ”, he thought as he climbed out of bed.

Showered and dressed, he went downstairs to get some breakfast."Hi Jess ”, his buddy and babe said to him, almost in unison."Hi ”, he replied back. After eating breakfast, he went back upstairs to brush his teeth. Then he came downstairs again and went to see his mother. Jess always went to his mother 's way and said"dependable aurora"to her before leaving for school. Why he still did, he was n't for sure. He had become so distant, there was no real joining left."Probably just out of habit ”, he told himself. He kissed his mother goodbye and then left with his brother for school.

In the car, he and his blood brother did n't talk much. It was n't that they did n't like each other, but Jess and Luke had very little in uncouth these Clarence Day. They had different admirer, Luke being more of a social butterfly stroke ; dissimilar perceptiveness in music, Jess listened to more heavy metal and rock and roll, while Luke was more into the pop music vista ; etc ... Once they got to schoolhouse, that was it. The car drive there was the most sentence they spent with each other in a day and whichever one was n't driving that day just stared at their phone the entire ride.

Everyday he dreaded going to school. heights School had never been"as advertised"to Jess. He was a lone hand, an castaway. He had not even a fistful of friends, everyone knew everyone, but that was about it. Recently he had been feeling More and more dispirit, his thoughts sometimes turning to suicide. rest home aliveness was ... well it was n't a home anymore ...

"good good morning Mr. Knight ”, said his home room teacher, Mr. Toer."forenoon ”, Jess replied back. He took his seat and started on the prep he did n't finish lastly night. math was a particularly hard subject area for Jess. He was just one bad grade away from failing the subject for the semester, but at this tip that was the finis thing on his psyche. Staring at the blank sheet of paper in front of him, his mind started to wander."What am I even doing here ? I have no function, no desire, no happiness. If I decided to just run away today, will anyone tending ? Will my parents notice if I 'm not there ?"The bell for the end of home room rang, jolting him back into consciousness."Damn it ”, he thought, realizing he had n't done a ace problem.

When the chime rang at 3:05, he was already driving away from school ( his Brother was in ROTC and stayed for after-school body process ), his understructure to the storey and the radio blaring. medicine had become Jess'only reprieve from his life-time and he was retreating into it more and more, barely paying tending to anything else. Music made him experience powerful, made him feel like he had a reason to live. It seemed that the language of the song on the radio spoke directly to him, lifting him up, making him finger happy that someone, somewhere understood what he felt.

When he got home, Jess went straight to his room. As he was changing into his work uniform, he took a look at himself in the mirror. He was 16, had long, dark dark-brown fuzz, electric automobile blue eyes, was about six substructure tall, and had slim torso. The person staring back at him looked so far away, it looked like him, but it was n't him. The center of the individual in the mirror looked so desolate and vacuous it was shocking. Sighing to himself, he turned off the light and headed to work.

At work that night, he just floated aimlessly through the evening, barely engaging the customer, just wanting the night to end so that he could go habitation and eternal sleep. rest, the one thing and one sentence of the day when he did n't feel excavate, lifeless. When did n't sense anything but peacefulness. The next day was Saturday and he did n't have to go to work or school so he could sleep all through the night and well into the morning time.

Opening the door to his mansion after workplace, Jess got a half-hearted"Hi"from his parents. The kind of"hi"that you say out of civility, not because you actually meant it. He replied back, asked if anyone had made dinner that Nox, and then went to his room. Turning on his computer, he checked his e-mail. As usual, it was just a bunch of spam, but then Jess saw the e-mail. John Wesley had responded to him ! Jess read the e-mail, then shut off his computing machine and got into bed. Falling asleep, he smiled to himself, feeling some small sense of hope.


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