Why Aidan? Why?

"I won't stop asking you until you know it by heart Aidan. Now again. What is the Midpoint formula?"

This is the third time I've asked him this and it will likely be the third time he doesn't know. Sometimes I wonder how he even got into advanced geometry.

"I already wrote it down here alright. I'll study when I get home. Let's just finish the homework please." Yeah sure. You'll totally study it.

We've been here for at least an hour now. The third tutor session I've had with Aidan at the same dirty bench in the school yard. I feel like we've grown close in a way. He depends on me for homework and learning lessons for the quizzes and tests. I like hanging out with him. He's funny and seems to actually like being with me. First time someone does that in a while. Just wish his poor choice of friends would leave us alone. It's like everyday with those jerks.

"Yo Aidan! See you at the gym when you're done with your boyfriend!" And there's David. Like I said. Everyday.

"Actually I'll go now! Give me a second to get my stuff." What? We're supposed to be here for at least another thirty minutes.

"You're leaving already?" Oh god I sounded like a sad five year old.

"I'm sorry. I told my friends I'd hang out with them now. You get it." No I don't.

"Well I was actually kinda hoping we could stay here a bit more. Just talk and hangout you know." I cannot believe I just said that. Why did I just say that?

"Oh...sorry man but I can't cancel on my friends." But you're canceling on me? Am I not your friend?

"Yeah it's fine. See you later Aidan."

"Bye Devon."

It's fine. Whatever. Not like it matters, you know. I mean I can't blame him for wanting to hang out with his friends. I get it. I just wish we could hang out sometime. Not to just study geometry but to actually have fun. Like how friends do. Friends. Would really be nice to have some of those. Just wish it was as easy as it's been with Aidan. I mean he asked me to hangout with him. I wish it was as easy as that with other people, but I know it never will be.

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Finally home. I swear school lasts so long. Which can be a bad thing but also kind of good. Sometimes I hate being away from my bed all day but other times I'm glad I do not have to listen to another yelling match between mom and dad. I can hear them now. I have no idea what they are saying but I know it's either about my dad's drinking or me. That's all they seem to care about. Not about their jobs, friends, family, or barely even me despite how much they say my name. They just hate who I am. Everyday they hate me for it like it's something I can change. Who I like shouldn't determine whether or not I get love from my own parents. God I talk to myself way too much. I think it's unhealthy, but who cares. Nobody else to talk to. Both because nobody wants to talk to me and I doubt anybody would listen if I started talking. Did my phone just ring? What? Why did Aidan tag me in an Instagram post? My god so many people are tagged. How did anybody even get my account...what? What the hell? When did he get this photo? Why did he post this?

"You've gotta be joking! Look at this Susan. Ever since Devon came out to us, or whatever kids call it, he's been nothing but an embarrassment. Devon might as well be making out with this guy sitting this close to him. Is this what he's been doing after school? We've had this talk with him so many times. Now the whole goddamn school can see it. I told you we should have grounded him more." No. No please no. They tagged my parents too? How? Why?

"Calm down Franklin. It's just a phase he's going through. Just be patient with him. He won't change if you just ground him." I'd rather be dead right now.

This can't be happening. Why did Aidan do that? He tagged almost the entire school. When did he take the picture? Why did he post it? We were just hanging out. No. No we weren't. I was just helping with his homework. That's what he thought this was. We haven't been friends. He was using me for homework. God why didn't I see this coming. Of course this would happen. Nothing good ever happens to me. This is all my life is. Another reason on the list of reasons why my life sucks. Why couldn't I just have this one? God I really hate Mondays.