People think I'm weird, I know it.

On the bus I am the only person wearing a seatbelt and probably the only person in grade seven who doesn't swear. I don't try to be cool like all the others, I just want to succeed in my life, don't smoke, take drugs or any of that. I know want to go to university, I don't know what I want to be, I just know I definitely want to go. 

When I was in primary school I was super organised and neat, I was in the gifted and talented program after passing a test. Nobody else in my class got in, it didn't matter though, I didn't have very many friends.  I was excited about High school though, on orientation day I came onto the bus and sat on my own. I put my seat belt on but noticed no one else did.

"Hey," a girl with blond hair sitting behind me had interrupted me from my book, "You know, you don't have to wear a seatbelt," she laughed.

"I know," I replied. 

I could just feel her turning back to her friend and sniggering.

That day when I got home, I was just angry. Should I have worn my seatbelt? It's not a big deal, it's not a big deal !  I kept on worrying and worrying. By now I suspected the girls probably forgotten me.

On my first day of high school, I decided to put my seatbelt on this time, luckily no one bugged me about it. By then I had got an iPod from my parents and so now I could listen to music, with earphones stuck in my ears, maybe that's why no one bothered me about my seatbelt. Because I wouldn't be able to hear them anyway.

 It was Monday fourth term, the school holidays where coming up and  it was November, two months until my birthday. Still I had no friends at school. Monday's were the worst of days for three reasons: 

1. We have Sex Ed at school.

2. My brother, Sandy, has football after school so I have to come to.

3. The weekends over.

Don't you hate that feeling on Saturday night when you realise it's school the next day and your precious weekend is over? 

I get that a lot. This-morning I woke up, got ready for school and did my clarinet practice, as-per-usual, then I walked to my bus stop and waited for two minutes for the bus to come, I hoped on and carefully chose my seat, - second from the front on the left. that was the seat I always chose. I put my bag on the seat next to me, so no one else would sit their, considering I had no friends here I want it just to myself, so no random student comes and sits down next to me.

I took my iPod out of my bag and plugged in the earphones and no one enterupted me for an entire twenty minutes.

The school bell rang and reluctantly I walked off to form. We didn't do much in form, we just listened to our teacher talk for five minutes  and got handed notes. This was the point were everyone was using their phones to text under their desks so the teacher couldn't see. 

Even I wasn't listening, I was daydreaming about something.

Then the bell rang again and everyone raced to the door and went to class. First up for me was maths. I'd idnt mind maths, I was good at it, adding fractions and turning them into percentages and all that. High school math for me was pretty simple. After about an hour the bell rang and I handed in my math sheet I left the room. Next was English then recess then... Oh great.  Sex Ed. 

Most of the boys snigger when the health teacher is having a conversation about the digestive system, so with Sex Ed it's about ten times worse.

This was just a normal Monday of term four.