Third period was...Interesting. Mr. Jurel wasn't here—as it was a Monday and he was famous for skipping out on Mondays— and we got a substitute. He wasn't even doing anything, he just told us to be quiet.

A note landed on my lap, and I read over it.

Nobody likes you Eddie. You're just a bother to society. Just go kill yourself.  

"Conceal, don't feel," I muttered, taking a deep breath. "Put on a show. Make one wrong move and everyone will know."

Diane looked at me, furrowing her eyebrows. "Can I see that note Eddie," I frowned and shook my head. "No, you cannot." 

•

I laid on the couch, staring up at the ceiling. My "parents" were on a business trip, leaving me alone. I don't know how long they'd be gone for, all I know is that I'd starve myself until they decided to show up. 

A/N: I'm sorry that chapter was so short. The next one will be much longer, promise.