Date: Wed, 25 Aug 2004 22:38:08 -0400
From: Jay Kool <jaykool74@hotmail.com>
Subject: My So Called Life - Chapter Three

"My So Called Life" -- Chapter Three by Jay Kool (jaykool74@hotmail.com)

	The second day of school...  Once again I was being awoken by my
mother telling me to get up before she drags me out of bed.  I think that
she may be joking, but I've never tested her on that threat yet.  I don't
think I've ever really tested my mother on anything for as long as I
remember.  I've always been the good son that she's wished for, the good
straight son, only I know that I'm gay.  I crawled out of bed vaguely
remembering why I had to get up at this awful hour in the morning; yeah I
had to go to school today.  Even though yesterday turned out better than I
imagined it would, I still didn't want to go to school.  It was only a
matter of time before everyone discovered what wimpy dork I was, and then
the daily hassling and beatings would begin.
	Most people want to believe that their child is not a victim of a
bully, but the school system if full of bullies.  Physical and mental
abuses abound and thrive in an environment where money and athletic ability
determine your status in society.  Utopian school systems are myths that
parent believe exists.  How can a child become a normal adult when they are
constantly annoyed and picked on growing up by their peers?  It is
impossible.  I'm surprised more students don't do drugs and succumb to
suicide.  I know that I'm not normal and will probably turn out to be a
lonely college professor or something.  Respected but hated by my peers
simultaneously.  Yes my future is as bleak as my past.
	I get ready for school following the same routine and head out the
door.  I would have forgotten my lunch money if my mother hadn't stopped me
giving me the money for yesterday and today.  She told me to pay back
whoever I borrowed from yesterday and to have a nice day at school.  My
mother was becoming more attentive and motherly now that my father is busy
with work and we live in a smaller town.  I guess she has nothing better to
do.
	I finally made it out the door and was on my way to the bus stop
when I saw my bus pass me by.  Shit I was going to miss the bus; boy did I
have good luck.
  I ran as fast as I could to the bus stop, but I still missed the bus.  I
was living another day in paradise once again with no end in sight for my
movie of errors.  I started back toward home when my mother passed me on
her way to work.  I noticed that she stopped the car and backed up to me
telling me to get in.  I guess she was surprised that I missed the bus, but
not disappointed.  She talked about her new co-workers as I sat silently
half listening to her, nodding my head once in a while.  It didn't seem to
faze her that she had to drive me to school.
	We arrived at Bradley Middle and she let me out of the car blowing
me a kiss, at least she didn't get out of the car and hug me or something.
The blown kiss may go unnoticed by my peers, but as my luck would have it
Murphy's Law was in full force and effect.  Billy was by the door and
started to make fun of me receiving a kiss from my mother.  He started to
taunt me about missing the bus asking if I was afraid of tripping into
Jim's ass again.  Today was going to be a tough day.  I took Billy's abuse
as I tried to enter into the school to get to my homeroom.  Billy grabbed
me by my shirt and swung me around into the brick façade of the school.
"Don't you ever tell me to fuck off you pansy assed mother fucking gay wad!
I'll kick your ass and your boyfriends from here to the moon and back.  If
you aren't careful you'll be eating my fist for lunch today asshole!" he
yelled at me before he spit on my face.
	I guess I was just standing there staring blankly at Billy shaking
in my boots when he decided to punch me in the stomach and knee me in my
private parts.  His punch took my breath away and I had trouble breathing
as he went into school.  I fell to the ground in pain waiting for it to
subside when the last bell rang and I was late to homeroom again.  Murphy's
Law was still working against me today.
	I finally stood to my feet still breathless as I entered into the
school heading toward homeroom.  As I was half-way to homeroom I was hit in
the head with an AAA battery.  What the heck was going on, as I turned
around Billy punched me square in the jaw knocking me on the ground.  "By
the way if you tell anyone about what happened outside or here I'll beat
the living daylights out of you Tinkerbelle."  Billy threatened as he
walked off to his homeroom.
	I was still a bit dazed from hitting my head on the ground after
Billy hit me when I noticed someone calling my name.  It was David asking
if I was okay, "Tyler dude, you okay.  Did you fall or something?  Are you
okay you don't look so good?"  I think I shook my head yes as David helped
me to my feet.  We started walking to class when I felt my stomach tumble
and I started to puke on the floor.  David and I went to the bathroom where
he wetted a paper towel to wipe my face off.
	"Dude maybe you should go to the nurse's office, you look pretty
sick."  David stated as we started to walk out of the bathroom.  David led
me to the nurse's station where he filled in the nurse on what he saw.  He
told her that I fainted twice yesterday which I used as my alibi instead of
telling them that Billy basically knocked my block off in the hallway.  The
nurse called my mother at the high school filling her in on what was
happening with me, telling her that she thought that I had a concussion
from hitting my head when I fainted in the hallway today.  David was sent
back to class as I lay in bed closing my eyes for a minute.
	I awoke to a commotion when the nurse reentered the office.  She
told me that I needed to stay awake until a doctor verified that I was
okay, that I could choke on my vomit in my sleep.  The nurse told me not to
worry that going to the hospital was a common thing to prevent
complications incase of a concussion.  I wasn't actually worried as much as
I was scared about them guessing that Billy beat me up.
	My mother came to the school and took me to the hospital as
instructed by the nurse.  On the way to the hospital my mother asked me
what really happened?  She didn't believe that I fainted hitting my head
hard enough to cause a concussion.  I never lied to my parents and I
couldn't lie to her now, so I didn't say anything.  She chalked up my
inability to provide her with an answer to me not feeling well.  I dodged
the bullet for now, but for how long can hide the truth from my friends and
family?  How long can I lie about being beat up at school and about being
gay?
	Once we were at the hospital emergency room, I was admitted and my
mother notified my father that I had fainted at school and was being
checked for a concussion.  After being checked out by an Indian doctor, I
was told that I would have to spend a night in the hospital for
observation.  They took me in the elevator to my new room and gave me some
medication I took before I drifted out of consciousness.  I was stirred
awake by my mother and father discussing what was potentially causing me to
faint at school.  They received the details of yesterday in addition to
today from David via the nurse.
	My mother started to verify David's story concerning me.  "Did you
faint at school?"  I answered yes; it wasn't lying because she didn't ask
when I fainted at school.  She quit questioning me at this point and
apologized for not trusting me, but she was worried I was being tormented
by a bully that David had mentioned.  It really hurt to lie to my mother
about fainting or should I say not specifying when I fainted.  I let her
draw false conclusions on her own.  At this point I couldn't look her in
the eye when she was talking so I pretended to fall asleep.  It was a dirty
trick but I felt less guilt than see her worrying about me.  She and her
father both kissed me on my forehead before they left the room telling the
nurse that they'd be back after work and to not hesitate to call if
something happens.
	The morning and afternoon passed quickly and before I knew it,
David was at my bedside telling me that I was the latest school news.  He
told me that many of the hottest girls were worried about me.  I thought he
was joking until he produced a card that was signed by five of them.  I
doubted the signatures until he swore upon his mother's grave that each
signature was authentic.  How can I be so well liked at this school?  I
thanked David for coming to see me and helping me to the nurse's office.
He joked that he would've tripped on me otherwise and that he was paid a
kiss from each girl to deliver the card.  I knew it was just banter and
left it go at that.
	I started to ask David why everyone was being so nice to me when he
told me to be quiet and to get my rest that I had a lot of homework to do
tomorrow.  He said that I couldn't slack and pretend to be sick to get a
day off school anymore, that he'd let this one incident go since I was a
new student.  I almost felt as if the principal were talking instead of
David.  When he was leaving he kissed me on the forehead telling me to get
well that he needed me on the football team in gym class.  He accused me of
being the reason why his team won yesterday and not today.  I think I'm
falling in love with David, his voice, his manner, his looks, and his eyes
all had a hold on my heart.
	I thought about David until my parents showed up about five minutes
before dinner.  They noticed that I looked better and seemed to be in a
good mood considered where I was.  My parents kept me company until the
nurse came in and told them that they should go home because I needed my
sleep.  The nurse took the tray of food that I barely touched shaking her
head like I did something wrong because I couldn't eat the slop they tried
to pass off as food.  My mother never said anything about me skipping the
meal and I was surprised, I guess she had other things on her mind.  The
nurse came back to the room and shooed my parents out of the room after I
received a kiss from my parents on the forehead next to where David had
kissed me earlier.  I fell asleep and sleep the whole night without any
incidents.


If you like this story series so far, you may want to read my other story
series:

Gay --> high school --> Music Store Teens
Bi --> college --> College Firsts

Any non-flamer feedback is welcome, email me at jaykool74@hotmail.com