Shut your mouth

Hey, I'm Lee and I am in highschool and... In highschool no one, I mean no one keeps their mouth shut.


7. Ain't Nobody got time for you

A/N Hey guys!!!! I'm back with another super random chapter of shut your mouth... I have been so stuck for ideas on what the hell to write for this book XP I hope you people are enjoying it - Lee XP 

Lee's P.O.V 

"Oh my god!" I sat upright in my bed realizing it was already Friday. Today I had a lot to organize because the dance was on in a few weeks and I was chosen to take part in the planning. I'm not really into dances or having fun with stupid school mates, but for some reason I was looking forward to the dance. 

I leaped out of bed and onto the floor. "Ow!" I shouted, I rubbed my elbow. "Stupid elbow, you have respect for me don't you?" I stood back up I wandered over to my draws on the other side of the room. (A/N Why do I bother writing about people in the story mornings, let's skip to school) 

I ran into the office dragging my bag along the ground (I nearly broke it). I opened the front door and it slammed shut. "Yikes!" I walked straight out the other door on the other side of the office. I then wandered over to the music room for no reason. 

"What was I doing again?" I thought. "Oh, I think I was waiting for Alex... eh!" And I opened the door barging in. No one was inside the music room so I was alone. I stared at my timetable for today, English was first. Then I noticed that the drum kit was misplaced, it wasn't in it's usual place, in the corner at the back of the room. 

"Weird!" I scratched my leg, then I felt like my leg was all sweaty I looked down at my leg. It was bleeding. "Darn." I must have scratched it too much. I went back to the office to get a plaster. I went up to the desk to ask for one. 

"Hello Lee, what do you need?" The office lady asked me kindly. 

"Can I please have a plaster for my leg?" 

"Sure, but I need to take this phone call quickly." The phone rang and she answered it. 

*20 minutes later* 

"Man, what's taking so long?" I quietly asked myself. 

The office lady was still on the damn phone so, I gave up and left to go to class, otherwise I'll be late. I got to class just in time, before the teacher came. 

I saw Michael sitting at the back of the class by himself, knowing me, I went and sat with him. "Hey Michael!" 


Then the teacher came and called out the roll, and stuff like that (You know how school goes). I sighed like a billion times, and finally the bell rang for lunch a few hours later. 

Today just seemed to fly by, boring as ever. I yawned so many times during music, was I bored or tired? I couldn't tell. When the bell rang for lunch I ran out the door by myself and all the way to the other side of the school. I haven't been near the woodwork room since the start of last year. 

I went and stood behind the classroom. This is the spot where people usually go to get away from it all, but it seemed like nobody has been here for months. There wasn't much rubbish either. It used to be covered in it. And smell like hot garbage. I sat down against a wall. The wood class was at the end of the school so really, no one knew I was there. 

"Why can't school be over already today?" I sighed. School today was going fast, but not fast enough. I wasn't alone for long until someone I didn't know came along. 

"Hey!" I quietly said. They peered around their shoulder as the wandered past me. "Hey random person." They turned around and sat on a log near the fence. Then they took out a cigarette. I stared at them. 

"Why are you staring at me like that?" They asked confused. "I don't like smokers." 

"That's too bad, I can't help my habit." They seemed familiar. Really familiar. I kept staring at them. "Didn't I tell you to stop staring." 

"Aren't you Brendan? The new music teacher?" 

"Yeah, and?" 

"I'm just wondering why you're out here."

"You shouldn't be out here either." He smirked. 

"And I'm the student teacher, get it right." 

Everything went really awkward after our strange talk. I stared around the area I was standing in. "I'm gonna leave now so bye." And I ran off before Brendan could say bye back. 

*After school* 

I went home feeling empty, really empty. I had no idea why I felt like this. Was it depression? I didn't know how it felt to have a mental illness, but I know I'm glad I don't have one. 

A/N And I have no idea why this chapter was short, but it's the way it is right now so see ya - Lee

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