Once again, he had no classes with his friends. At this point it was expected but it didn't hurt to have hope.
For the past three year, Cole has been stuck rebuilding friendships because he knew nobody in class. Anyone he knew was separated off together without him.
Cole was starting to believe he was cursed by someone he pissed off, which there shouldn't. He has never met anyone who hated him.. At least that hes aware of.
He sighed against the desk and looked around him. Yeah. Nope. Not a single face was recognizble. How is this even possible?? There is only 2,000 students in this school and around 248 students in his class year.
It didn't matter. Life was just messing with him.
Class went by and he walked alone in the hallways. He didn't see any of his friends during transition either. It was rare to even see his friends, the connections he made through the three years of high school. Should he just change schools? No. It's too much for that.
There was no one for him to sit with during lunch either, so he ate his homemade meal alone.
Will he end his high school years being alone? Alone when he doesn't mean to??? All Cole wants is to be with his friends.
Is that too much to ask!?!?
Lunch finished and the other classes began. In a blink of an eye the school day ended.
Cole lived nearby so it wasn't necessary for him to get on a bus and wait for a gazillion of people to get off just so he can be home. No, he can just take 5 minutes to walk home and bam- he arrives.
Once inside his home, Cole greets his mother and goes to his room to sulk. Sulk for the upcoming loneliness. He doesn't have the energy to make new friends. What the point? He'll just lose them to his supposed curse.
Forever alone he'll be.
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Got inspired off the fact my counselors messed up my schedule for this new semester. Again. Except I added more loneliness to this story. I still have my friends. 😛
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