The Voice

In high school, there is groups where all the people who share hobbies or at least pretend to, to fit in.
I do not fit into any of the groups. The popular people, who are mainly nice, look down at me and name me a freak. The nerds think i am not qualified for their group, since i do not fret about education as much as they do.

I write stories, the only thing that excites me is drowning in my own imagination.
Drama. My own personally boring life has suddenly taken a twist to the different direction.
Maybe this was how it was supposed to be, maybe not. My name is Arnold, and this is my story.