
Anyways, sorry in advanced for any misspellings or run on sentences. I am on a mobile phone writing this and plus, I'm not an English major or good at spelling

Any suggestions or comments are welcome!
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It started like any other Friday like all the Fridays before.. 1st period Spanish class.
I've never been a huge fan of Spanish or even school for that matter.
The people here are all superficial. They are nice to each others faces but what lies deep below that smile and small talk is a huge collection of lies, drama, and ugly truths waiting to be unleashed to the masses. I call this collection "The Network".
This network is what originally got me into trouble. A few misplaced words here and a few comments sprinkled there and mix it all up in "The Network" and you got a recipe for after school detention... Or at least that's what i got anyways... but let's not get ahead of ourselves.

I'm Austin and I'm 18 years old. I stand 5 feet 8 inches and weigh between 120 pounds to 130 pounds. I have dirty blond hair that is medium length (insert surfer boy hair imagine) and a slim body build. I wouldn't say I'm super good looking but defiantly wouldn't have too hard of a time getting a date with one of the girls here in school. Too bad for them though I swing for the other team.
I'm not an active person physically or in after school programs. My main focus is passing my classes and staring blankly at the football players in their football pads. The sight of the tight spandex uniforms stretched over the muscles and pads of the players are enough to drive me wild. What I wouldn't give to try on one of those uniforms...
While my closest friends know I'm gay, the rest of the school does not know. I like to keep my business to myself. I guess you could say I'm a private person.
My friends also know I have the biggest crush on the football player named Zachary but he likes to be called Zach for short.
Zach just turned 19 a month or two ago. He stands at a good 6 foot tall, has blond hair that is short and pushed up in the front and has rippling muscles that wrap his entire body from head to toe. So much so that any shirt he's wearing pulls tight against every curve of every muscle, perfectly outlining them. All of that is accompanied by a face that belongs in a male modeling magazine.
Unfortunately, he's a typical straight jock that all the girls fall for and all the guys look up to. That category of followers also includes the entire football team, which to my demise, I learned later on..
That day I was wearing a gray Nike t-shirt, black basketball shorts, and my old Nike hi-tops. This is my usual attire when I'm at school due to the fact that most of the time, the schools AC is down. This means the building can get really hot at times.
Unfortunately for me, that morning I forgot to put on socks. This happens a lot because I wait to get up at the last moment and rush to get ready.
This forgetfulness leaves my shoes smelling horrible. Enough so that I wouldn't wish the smell upon my worst enemy.
The smell also generates a lot of complaints from the people around me. I keep getting told to throw the shoes out and get new ones but I can't bring myself to do that! These shoes are so comfortable and plus, I've had them for years! You can't just replace that with new ones..
As I pulled into my assigned parking space in the schools parking lot, I started to really smell my shoes. Being in October, it gets kinda cold in the morning but warms up in the day. I was blasting full heat onto the floorboard to keep my legs warm but this also heated up my shoes and my feet which made my feet sweat. The smell rolling out from the tops of my shoes were almost too overwhelming even for me.
"I knew I was forgetting something this morning, I should have grabbed some socks" I cursed under my breath.
"I'm already here, so it's too late to turn around now. I can't miss anymore school than I already have" I thought to myself.
After putting my car in park, I get out and grab my bag with a few books and what not in it and slung it around my shoulder. I shut the door and locked it and throw my keys in my pocket as I started heading towards the front doors of the school.
Seeing all the people gathered around the front doors making small talk and bad jokes made me want to turn around and get back in my car and go home. Knowing that I can't miss anymore school freshly planted in my mind, I kept walking knowing every foot step was getting me closer and closer to the place I hated most.
As if to add to my dread, the smell of my shoes wicked its horrid smell at my nose again as if to remind me that not only was it going to be a long day, I was also going to have to put up with people complaining about the smell to. This was not just going to be a long day. This was going to be a very long day..
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To be continued? As I said, any suggestions or comments are welcome
