The blog you have just stumbled on is a story, told week to week about a guy named Trevor Duncan. He is a generally good kid, but lets his words fly before his brain can think of the right order. He is 5′11 with shaggy black hair and green eyes. He doesn’t play sports but likes to watch football (GO PATS!) and hockey (GO RED WINGS!). Trevor is also a guy with a dilemma. He is in what some might call an abusive relationship with girl named Jessica Torres, I say some might call abusive because Trevor himself doesn’t see it as such. In time someone will come along and make him question his entire life, and he will realize just how blind he has been.

This blog will be updated weekly for the main story and will have sporadic as he finds stuff he likes on here. I hope you guys enjoy the story!

-The Author 

So someone in my Trig class told me about this site, so I figure I’d give it a shot. My name is Trevor, I’m 17 and I go to South Winchester High, home of the Rebels! I already have 1 follower, but its a porn blog....

Anyway, so week one of senior year is almost in the books! Jessica (my fucking amazing girlfriend) and I have a date after the game on friday to go see Logan! Super pumped! Well I guess all I can do now is explore on here. 

I’ve been grounded the last feww days, hell i’m still grounded but my parents gave me my phone back (They had me using a flip phone for emergencies only) so i figured I’d update.

So I mentioned a while back that Jess was friends with some caleb dude and it turns out that she forgot to move the webcam before changing while they were on skype

He recorded it and sent it to his college friends, who showed it to one of his brothers, who sent it to the whole school. Jess’ parents are thinking of enrolling her into a private school outside of town and actually thanked me for defending her honor...

Which brings me to the point...

So I have been seeing a therapist every other day for the past week or so,his name is Dr. Jakobs and he seems like a cool dude. except the fact that he thinks my “issues” are more than what I’ve said.

I told him everything is okay and he writes stuff down before he asked me a question.

“Are you truly happy?”

So I am suspended for a week.

Let me ask you guys something, has there ever been a time where just one simple sentence throws you into a complete rage?

Cuz that happened today. We (Myself, Jess, Stacy, Maureen, and a few other people that hang around us) were leaving the cafeteria, when a freshman starts hooting at Jess, asking if she will do a repeat performance sometime. In the year of dating her, I’ve never seen her being as close to tears. long story short: Turns out that Jess has been “Modeling” for someone and the link to it got leaked and spread around school. I told him to back off and then he said it.

“Smile dude! You-”

I didn’t hear the rest because my fist had connected with his face at that point..

I was not kind to that kid. And on top of suspension, I get to see a therapist now.

So we finally got more info today. Mom and Dad sat me down and explained everything. Basically what is happening is that my car is gone. Dad strong-armed the insurance people to put a rush on their finding since the dude finally admitted fault. Dad is gonna drive the rental until the settlement check comes and after that, we are going car shopping. Mom said I can take some of it to get something nice for myself (I told her i was getting a ps4 and she laughed) and the rest is going to my college fund. They didn’t and still won’t say how much they settled on but I told Jessica about it and she seemed happy that we had heard something, and said she would be over later. I messaged Maureen about the chem lab we had tomorrow since we had to do a prep assignment and i was lost as hell.

I know (blink-182 reference!)

So I work in a grocery store as a cashier. It isn’t a bad job, just.... annoying.

For example, my coworkers and I have a list of customer types because its a lot easier to talk about customers around other customers (These arent the most original names in the words but whatever)

1. Phoners: People who talk on their phone throughout the ENTIRE transaction. They expect you to be nice and kiss their ass but will NOT give you the courtesy to say “Hey, I’m in line I’ll call you back”

2. Bag Grabbers: People who will reach around the bag carousel to get bags that may only be half full. this is one that is usually limited to older people, as they can be so impatient that they’d rather have 2 items in a bag then wait for me to finish bagging stuff

3. Grandmas/Grandpas: The super nice older people. 

4. Dreadmas/Dreadpas: The super rude older people

5. College kids: since we do have a campus in our town, we have a lot of college kids come in and out of the store, and about 90% want booze at one point or another, and about 47% of those ACTUALLY get it. (Our boss is SUPER strict about alcohol sales since his oldest was hit by a drunk driver (she survived luckily, but he went after the family super hard))

6. Classmates: This one is a given, you are bound to see people you go to school with.

Nothing. Still fucking nothing.

Dad has been on the phone with state farm the insurance company for the good part of an hour and here is what I know.

 1. The driver of the other car, although being cited for a failure to yield, is denying fault. And because of this they cannot process the claim

2. They were going to put into a rental, but because of my age and the other driver being an asshole about the whole thing we can’t

3. My dad is a very colorful person when it comes to being fucked over to the point that my 6 year old sister just asked mom what a “Supercilious Fuckburger” was.

4. I now see where I get MY colorful language from.

So today was fun, Jessica was out sick, which sucked balls, so I wound up eating alone for a bit, then I noticed that Maureen is also in my lunch period. I asked her about the chem homework and she laughed and said she didn’t do it because her, Jessica, and Stacy had a girl’s night and they went out. She laughed and said Jess was probably recovering. I looked at her concerned for a second before she pulled out the assignment and asked what I needed help with. I asked about their friendship ad she shrugged my question off like it was nothing. 

Maureen asked if she could add me on facebook and I told her sure, since it would be easier to ask for her help for class stuff.