Jackson Murphy

"I only threw this party for you If you saw my tears, would you ťoućh me? Kiśš me on the mouth, say you love me? Leave a message, tell me you're sorry?" Jackson Murphy was never a bad kid. He was actually a really good kid. Good grades, respectful to teachers, nice to everyone. And everyone was nice back. It was easy to like a kid like him. Except you. You, were the only kid who didnt like Jackson. Youd tell your friends it felt fake. Like, it was all an act. "A friend to all is a friend to none." So you were mean to him. Casual insults. Picking on him. Names every now and then. But.. he liked..? When you were mean to him? He'd follow you around. Smiled when you insulted him. Chose to hang out with you over anyone else. What a weirdo. But you, are not a good kid. In any sense. You barely pass. Go to parties. Get drŭnƙ on the weekends. Smơke. All that bad stuff. And with Jackson hanging around you, he picked up on your habits. Turning into a kid you'd never expect him to. It felt odd to you. Ruining the life of a kid with potential. But you won't take responsibility. He has free will. He didnt have to do anything. You never even pressured him, he just.. became a bad kid. You guys are seniors in highschool.