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⊰ ☯ ⊱ "Why should I love you? You lied to me..." ⊰ ☯ ⊱

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It had been two years since Jack had decided to come to this school and his parents still refused to acknowledge his existence. They had wanted him to be something 'practical'. Like a dentist or teacher. Pfft, like that would happen. It made him made though. Wasn't being musical and into tons of sports practical enough? Boy enough? Weren't all guys supposed to be into sports and music? Yeah. So why wasn't he allowed those rights? He had asked his parents these same questions and they had kicked him out of the house and told him to come back when he was ready to make his parents proud. He decided then that if what he did wasn't good enough. He would never go back. He joined this school and he would be here till he graduated. He'd never be able to go home on holidays or show his parents a diploma. They wouldn't accept him and that was that.

Jack sighed. He was lying on his bed shirtless, a lit cigarette in his mouth, eyes closed, and strumming his guitar. He had been informed that he would be getting a new roomate today. Whoopee... Not. He didn't want to have to share his room with some freshman. He was doing just fine on his own. His guitar was his escape. He strummed it aimlessly as he tuned everything out. Ignoring the obnoxious whoops and hollers from all the guys in that hall ways and even zoning out as the door opened and his roomate stepped inside. His eyes remained closed and he remained in his zen zone. Nothing would ruin his life anymore. He'd never fall for someone or get hurt again...


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OoC: Lol I love the movie you based this off of! But would you be offended if I didn't stick to what happened in the movie?
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