CHAPTER 1: Five years ago a little boy named Michael dreamed of becoming an actor. He tried out for his school plays and auditioned for shows outside of school. He never got a part in any. ‘You don't have the right skill’ they say, ‘Maybe try again another time’. That never happened. Imagine your dreams being crushed little by little every time you tried to achieve them…you start to wonder if your even destined to do the things you love most. That’s how I felt… five years ago. As you possibly know by now, I’m that little boy, Michael. Now I’m 16...still not an actor, but I keep trying. “HEY MICHAEL! OVER HERE!” Ugh, it’s that freshman Marc again. “Gonna audition for another school play?” If I do I know I won’t get the part right when I go up there. “Maybe” I tell him “I’ll be right up there with you” he gives a thumbs up Please don’t you’ll lower my chance of even getting a part “Anyway see you at lunch pal!” Later that day, I head down to the cafeteria where the auditions are held and I try out. “Michael, you’re up”. Aaron says smirking. Aaron, you see, is the director, but is also my brother. He is always looking for when I mess up so he has a reason for not casting me. This time, I didn’t twirl correctly when dancing. I tripped and fell on this girl named Catie, who I used to like back in 6th grade, but that’s irrelevant and you must not tell anyone. Tuesday rolls around like any other day. Marc’s still annoying, I’m still not good at anything, and everything else is normal. Just a normal day at a normal high school in a normal town. Now this is where you’d expect something out of the ordinary to happen, but no, this story isn’t like that. You see, this book is about my life, and my life is pretty boring. You should probably stop reading or you’ll die of boredom. “So, how did the auditions go?” It was Marc. “It went great” I say. Of course I’m being sarcastic. Why would I tell a lie? Anyway, I walk out of classroom 2-A and head to my next class-on the other side of school. Thank God Marc isn’t in that class. While walking through the glass hallway I see a bird hit the window and fall. Should I help it? No…I might get into trouble if I go outside. I helped it anyway. No teachers were around but there were security cameras. it’s not like they check them anyway, right? Wrong. Thankfully The office staff take a break around my lunch time. That’s my plan, sneak into the office at lunch and delete the recordings. Wait, but if I get caught I’ll be in even more trouble. I’ll just deal with the consequences. I’m surprised that I didn’t get in trouble. I was actually rewarded for helping. Guess it was a good thing leaving the recordings alone. Today the cast and crew list for the show will be posted. As usual, I don’t get a part. Why does Aaron hate me so much? Well, come to think of it, everyone hates me. “Hey buddy what’s up?” -except Marc, who is the one person I wish left me alone “I see you didn’t get a part, that’s too bad. I was really hoping we could act together” wait, HE got a part but not ME? “H-how’d you get a part?” I ask him “I don’t know! I kept tripping and falling on Blake during the choreography. Heh heh…” Marc said “Aaron….” I mumble in anger “Hmm?” He overheard me “Oh, nothing!” I say “Ok! Well see you at lunch!” Marc says. Heh….I won’t be at lunch. Since I accidentally made one of the bookshelves fall over in the library, I get to spend my lunch there….reshelving...all the books. God, why am I such a klutz. On my way down to the library I see grandma Zoey. She’s not really my grandma, but since she is older than most of the staff, students call her “Grandma Zoey”. “Hey kiddo, what’s up? Why ya not at your usual spot for lunch? Are you getting bullied?! Do I need to beat someone up?!” she’s not your average senior citizen, no, no, no. When she sees someone not acting the way they normally act, she starts thinking up of reasons why. She’s kinda like an older sibling in a way. “no , i'm not being bullied and you don't need to beat anyone up” I laughed a bit “I just came down here because I need to reshelve some books I toppled over.” I tell her “Welp, I’m glad I don't have to do it!” Grandma Zoey replies. As I’m reshelving the books i see that bird again. Ugh what does it want. Wait, what is it doing? It’s flying towards the glass… at this speed if it crashes it will break the glass and it will seem like I- CRASH Dang it
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