Anthem Part 2 Analysis

There is a theory that there are only seven different story-lines in the world, but they are all re-used in different ways to make up all of the books and movies and plays we have today. If that theory were true, Luke's life fell into the category of the quiet kid with no glaringly obvious hopes, dreams or aspirations, if that category existed. His life seemed to helplessly revolve around school, and he spent all of his nights slaving over books and copies, studying his subject matter with an outlook of frustration on his world. Luke was nothing special to himself or to anybody else. Of course, if he found the right person, they would be able to find the special and unique aspects of Luke and embrace them, but that somebody just hadn't seemed

In a frantic rush, he went to the bathroom and washed his face, trying to ignore the reflection he could never bare to look at in the mirror. Returning to the kitchen just in time to grab his toast and make a cup of coffee, he plugged his headphones into his phone and hummed along to Blink 182's 'Anthem Part 2.'. The screen was cracked and had almost no sensitivity to touch, but Luke was saving up for a new guitar so he couldn't afford to buy a new phone. He only used it for listening to music, anyway.

He was that kid in the class that goes home and is forgotten about. There were countless times students and teachers had asked if he was new after not recognizing him. It was a fair enough deal of life for the blonde boy and he appreciated that he wasn't one of those kids that everyone knows but hates.

At 6:40, Luke put his plate and cup into the dishwasher before running to the bathroom and brushing his teeth. He slung his schoolbag over his shoulder and left the house at 6:50 after shaking his parents awake. He had ten minutes to get to the bus stop, even though it was only a brisk five minute walk away. He liked to allow time to tie his shoelaces if they became undone and extra time to pet any passing dogs on his

The engine sputtered into life and they began to move along the road. Slumping back into his seat, Luke switched songs to 'Cinderblock Garden' by All Time Low. He had seen the guy who sat behind him in biology wearing one of their shirts and had decided to check them out. He had concluded that they were actually an okay band and downloaded his favourite songs from each of their albums. A loud bang interrupted the infectiously catchy chorus and Luke turned around to the see the source of the noise. There was a girl two rows behind him standing up with her fist raised in what seemed like anger. Curiously, Luke looked between the gaps in the seats to see another girl lying on the ground, her hands clutching her face. A series of curse words and insults followed as the taller of the pair began to engage in a fight. The boys at the back began to jeer and cheer on the girls as they laughed about how hot the 'girl fight' was. It was moments like these that made Luke wonder how women had achieved a title of being passive and graceful. Not only were there punches thrown, he could see them viciously scratching, biting and pulling at each other. Their fight seemed more bloody than any punch up he had seen between to men.

Eventually, the bus driver sighed and unclicked his seat belt before making his way towards the altercation. He separated the two girls, receiving complaints