CrystalChaostheWolf

"Jerks..." muttered the teenage boy from his hiding spot inside the boys' bathroom. He had been stuffed into a locker -AGAIN!- and locked inside for what was probably the hundredth time now. And, to make matters worse, he had then been scolded by one his teachers almost immediately afterwards for missing morning classes that day, as if he had had a choice in the matter. A fairly typical day for him, he mused, though annoying nonetheless. Things like this had begun happening to him on nearly a daily basis, ever since he had first entered high school. And to say the very least, the rumor going around that he was "gay for Zim," was not helping m