04-03-2011, 05:30 PM
ACTING LIKE I CARE
Jeremy leaned back on the chair, placing his feet on the table in front of him. He looked cool and tough when he sat like this, even if it was the polar opposite of what he was normally like. He didn't let anyone know that his jeans were so tight he often had red rings around his abdomen and a button impression under his navel. He didn't tell anyone that although he loved the person he portrayed at school, he was really a teddy bear. He didn't tell anyone that he was actually terribly lonely and that he wished he could have some friends, or even better, how he wished he could have a friend.
He cast his emerald eyes around the detention hall, staring at the remedial English teacher who was sitting at the front desk, coffee mug by his side and the betting listings in his hands. He stared at the students around him, the tough kids, the punks with piercings and tattoos, or so they said. He wasn't one of them, but they considered him an equal, a peer, a comrade. Jeremy often wondered why. Other than the jeans and the boots and the biker jacket, he did nothing to make them think that, but yet, the other students and the teachers were wary of him. Always blaming him for things that go wrong and whipping him into detention before he could even say the word 'Innocent'.
Though, he had to admit, it wasn't all bad. The girls absolutely loved this silent-but-deadly personality that he appeared to have. They would often look at him from across the room, or giggle about him with their friends. That sort of attention would inflate the ego of any male, but even more so in a hormonal teenager.
There was only one girl that he had ever looked at in that way before, but his feelings for her could never become a reality. It was a taboo affair between him and the rest of society. No-one would understand, they would lock him up and throw away the key...but he couldn't help it.
He loved his mother in the same way that his father did. And in the end, the best man would get her, he just had to ensure that he would be the best man.
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