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[Le Bunny Slipper]

❝...Come one, come all you're just in time to witness my first breakdown.❞xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

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Joey is a junior in college which means that he is almost done with college. He gave a quick glance at his outfit It was quite entertaining to watch all of the Freshman scatter around around the campus. Some looked like they were about to pee their pants while others looked like they were ready to party already. Joey was majoring in psychology and enjoying it quite a bit just because it had always been something he was interested in. Even when he was younger he was interested in it, while other kids were out playing he was looking up things about his anxiety disorder. Yes, this seemingly playful,charming,and outgoing male did indeed have an anxiety disorder. Every once in while he would have an episode, but it was nowhere near as bad as it was when he was first diagnosed. The teachers would ask him a question and then he would have the feeling of loss of breath, and before he knew it he would end up at his house. Apparently he would hyperventilate until he passed out, and other time he would just feel so anxious that he felt like he would just explode. After many years of therapy he didn't even have to tell people that he had an anxiety disorder and college was great for him. The male took out his guitar and began playing as he just walked around the campus hoping to find something or someone interesting.

So far he had seen a few people he knew and stopped a few seconds to catch up with them before continuing to walk around playing his guitar. His parents told him that it was very important and that he needed to choose one to play before they chose fore. During what he liked to call the dark days the guitar was all he had, or at least that was what it felt like. Needless to say he was often found playing his guitar because it had become somewhat of a comfort mechanism. Before he knew it he had gotten so bored that he ended up just singing about all the people he saw as he was walking around. Most of the girls just smiled at the fact that he called them beautiful, the guys however were not too happy about it. They either glared at him because they thought that he was hitting on their girlfriend, or they just didn't like that he was complimenting him. Finally, he found the perfect candidate of a guy. He was just sitting down under a tree writing away which probably meant that he was a writer or something along the lines. Most of the guys here either had a girl on their arm or they were buried in school or some hobby of theirs. From far away he could already tell that he was kind of cute but when he approached the male he could tell that he was gorgeous. He was actually still singing about other people until he looked up then he kind of caught his breath. "Hey little cutie writing away... I just wanted to say hey." Joseph flashed the male a big smile after he had started singing and ended up just talking to him. "My name is Joseph, but you can just call me Joey if you like. What's your name?" He actually ended up sitting next to the male because for one he felt a little awkward just standing in front of him,and he was really tired from walking for once. Normally he only walked around for food or to go to class so he was not exactly used to all of this being active stuff.

[Le Bunny Slipper]

❝...Come one, come all you're just in time to witness my first breakdown.❞xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

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A loud ringing could be heard from half way across the large, empty home of the Colussy's. Brendon, however did not care too much about this noise for he was enjoying a very entertaining dream that involving all those who had made fun of him worshiping him instead. Isn't that what any normal person would wish as well? Yes, but see it was kind of driven to an extreme considering that he was practically, no definitely a social reject at his school. There was literally no one willing to speak to him without either being forced or that wasn't a teacher. Teachers did like him quite a bit though considering that he always turned in his work on time if not early along with getting practically flawless grades. He is definitely not one of those people who is just a sad freak who fails everything and everyone hates. there is not telling how sad he would be if everyone hated him and he had nothing in life to push forward for. This way at least he had the almost certainty of getting into a good college and making something out of himself unlike many of the others at his school. All they were ever worried about was the next fashion trend and who is dating who. The dream was beginning to take a turn for the worse so Brendon finally jolted up from his once peaceful sleep in a cold sweat. When he realized that his alarm had indeed been going off for a while while he was still away in dreamland which also mean that he was running late.

The male quickly hopped out of his bed and began to make a mad dash towards his bathroom so that he could take a shower. Even though no one really cared what he looked or smelled like he did still try to make an effort to look decent at school. Why give them another reason to mess with him? He turned on the hot water and let it warm up while he began to strip himself of his clothes. Once he was done he quickly added a bit of cold water to his shower to make sure it didn't burn when he got in there. This was one of his most peaceful times of the day besides the moments when he was engulfed in a book enjoying a fantasy world that he could never live. Sure some of them are hated at their schools or cities as well but it's just not the same because most of them end happily. Something or someone wonderful had yet to appear in his life to improve it in any type of way, at all. His shower was over with soon enough and he put a towel around his waist before blow drying his hair and brushing his teeth. When he was somewhat satisfied with his hair he walked off into his closet to pick out a random pair of jeans and a band t-shirt that he liked. It really wasn't cold outside but he threw on a sweater as well because overtime they had just become a sort of comfort mechanism. Now, if he didn't wear them he felt naked and way overexposed to the world. He had not made it outside of the house without some type of sweater object for a while. It was probably after middle school considering that is when practically everyone turned on him because they thought that he wasn't cool anymore. Most of the reasoning behind this being that he didn't want to go out and party every night with them or make out with random hot girls. They were pretty girls and he was attracted to them, but there was no way he was going to be the one to let them degrade themselves like that. Then he didn't get along with many of the guys anymore and the girls there basically followed along with what they were dong. And we are.

Brendon put on a purple pair of Converse before grabbing his backpack and running out of his room and into the kitchen to get something to eat for breakfast. At least he didn't have to worry about carpooling with anyone considering that no one liked him or else he would be without a ride when he was running late like this. Which was practically every morning. He decided that a peanut butter and Nutella sandwich was what he was feeling that morning along with his usual Starbucks coffee. Once he was done he went outside to get into his car and began to drive to the place he dreaded the most. School. Most people just hand out in the courtyard and such in the morning, but he usually just went straight to the library. The last time he had tried staying outside in the morning he ended up shoved in a trashcan with a ruined library book that he had to pay for. Any normal person would have gotten mad at them and demanded that they give him the money to pay for the book, but he was far too shy and polite to do something of that nature. So, he just payed for it himself since money was not exactly something he was lacking. His parent were rather wealthy due to the fact that they are always working and never home, ever. He did have to admit that he liked having money and not having to worry about something, along with not worrying about any problems with his parents. The only problem they could have is that they never see each other. He returned the books he had finished the previous day and checked out about 3 more to keep him busy a little longer this time. Then the bell rang and it was time for him to go to first period, which was English for Brendon. It also just happened to be his favorite subject, but his least favorite class. Although he could still manage to sit alone in the back of the classroom his teacher would always read his essays or anything creative out loud to the class. Everyone would stare and he would feel like he was about to explode. He took his usual seat and began reading one of his new books as he waited for the bell to ring. Not that the timing would matter considering that his teacher probably wouldn't care very much that he was reading in her class just simply because it was him. He had made it to chapter two and the bell finally rang before the teacher began to take roll just like she did everyday. There was nothing special about and nothing new. It was practical just like everything in his life.

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❝...I'm just a boy with a dream and you can take one look as I fall in between.❞xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

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