Ashlynn
My eyes went unfocused as I played. I wasn't really sure what song it was, but to me it didn't matter. It was just me and the guitar, and everything else seemed to melt away. There was no ground, no stage, no thoughts of school or homework or people. Just me and the guitar. I loved this feeling. There was something different about playing music. Some different form of thinking or whatever. I'd always found it amazing that just one chord or song or note could take you to a whole different universe.
Seth
T.A.R.D.I.S. school, I thought. Bigger on the inside than the outside. I'd always found things like that to be kind of cool. I shook my head a little bit as I walked down the hall, trying to forget the thoughts I'd just been thinking. What did the size of the school matter? It could be tiny and still could have amazing teachers or really crappy ones. Looks could be deceiving. They generally were.
Ethan
I opened the door to the entrance of the school slowly. I still wasn't sure if I wanted to be here, but what else could I do? Go to actual school? There, people made fun of me for being gay and open about it, and I was sick of it. The teachers all treated me differently, not because I am gay, but because of my parents, and that pissed me off. I can't help being who I am, so why should people worry about me and try to change me?