Me, Myself and I

Entry for Movellas Romance Competition

Self love my dudes~ Y'all need it!


1. 'Me, Myself and I'

"Say there’s this person you pass in the hall every day, you’ve known them since seventh grade- Definitely not!” I cringed as I strummed the wrong chord.

I tapped my pencil on my guitar. Such a hard, stupid, worthless thing to learn! Though… it isn’t necessarily worthless… in the end I will be able to get my own music written up and y’know. It doesn’t hurt to dream big.

Gently, I placed my deep blue guitar in its case. 3 months and I’d be in college my schooling behind me and my life ahead. I tuck my long brown hair behind my ear. Too much too fast. Why couldn’t I go back to the time when I was young and nothing mattered to my tiny brain? Now I’ve grown, I’m 17. If I were to step out of line just once, I’d ruin my whole image.

I stood in front of my mirror. Long hair, lifeless blue eyes, tall, gangly… completely and utterly a boy. A man in the mind, a boy on the outside. A geek came under my many synonyms in which I was actually proud of, queer being one of them.

L; is for the way you look at me,” I sang softly changing into a dark purple shirt, ripped jeans and black converse. “O; is for the only one I see. V; is very, very extraordinary. E; is even more than anyone that you adore can love…”

Happy with my outfit, I trudged downstairs.

“Morning Chaol!” My Pa chirped from his place in the kitchen while my dad reached over his shoulder to pinch a piece of bacon right from the pan. I laughed softly as Pa slapped his hand away. 

Yup. I have two dads. Both complete with amazing hearts!

“Mornin’” I smiled at the pair taking a seat and fixing myself a bowl of cereal. To be honest I wasn’t a big fan of hot breakfast foods in the morning. It just felt… weird.

As I at picked at my cornflakes, I pondered what’d happen today. I could already feel it was going to be a good one. The first reason being I had a day of Maths and Engineering, both being my second favourite subjects, second only to IPT. As I said, geek.

I wonder what my teachers are gonna call me today, I chuckled to myself. My name’s Chaol pronounce Kay-all but I get the weirdest pronunciations. I’ve had Kale, Chole, even Chloe once! Honestly it’s not that hard people! KAY-ALL.

I quickly drained and washed my bowl, for once eager to get to school. Who wants to waste a good day! Answer; insane people!

After a short goodbye to my dads, I started my dreadful walk to school with a spring in my step.

L; is for the way you look at me. O; is for the only one I see. V; is very, very extraordinary. E; is even more than anyone that you adore can, Love is all that I can give to you. Love is more than just a game for two. Two in love can make it, take my heart and please don’t break it. Love was made for Me, Myself and I.”

I grinned to myself as I changed the lyrics to suit my fancy. Self-love was so so important to a teenager these days, believe me. Sometimes I doubt myself but you know, I’m the best person I can be and I’m happy with that. As long as I try my best in everything I do, I’ll be my very best.

I don’t need to like other people’s opinions, heck! I don’t even need to listen. I just need to do my own thing, buried between books and musicals that one day I’d preform. But one day, god if you’re listening, one day I’d make myself important. I’ll reach the top.

I don’t have to be the president, I just have to be the something that people are chasing after for a while. I sure won’t be in a band. A singer was plausible. Lawyer? No. Environmentalist? No. Scientist? Absolutely not!

The one thing I love though, is creating games to put smiles on people’s faces. Just last week I made a two player game for these two boys… Apocalypse of the Damned, I called it. Be More Chill… yup got the idea from that. But it was fun to make! It looked awesome if I do say so myself. 

I practically skipped into the halls of school, earning myself a few weird looks but I didn’t care! In fact I laughed.

Love was made for Me, Myself and I.”  

“Mr Murphy.”

I stopped in my tracks coming face to face with the principal. “Mrs Paige,” I smiled, lacing my hands behind my back. “What can I help you with on this fine morning?”

“I’m afraid it’s not such a fine morning in your case. Please, step into my office.” 

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