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Chapter 2: High School.
‘Sunshine,
There aint a thing you can do that’s
Gonna ruin my night (but theres just something about you)
A dizzy dream
And
This bleeding little blue boy.”
-Caraphernelia
By: Pierce The Veil
I tried to think the stares and whispers weren’t about me but its hard believe. I stumble to my locker over my shoelaces.
“Nice bag,” A deep voice sounded from right next to me as I tied my shoe.
“Huh? Oh thank you,” I said and looked up to a guy who well think Ville during love metal except slightly shorter, with black hair, and light green eyes.
“So what’s your name,” The boy smiled and help me up.
“Brittany Amber. Yours?”
“Alex Cole. So you’re the new girl the whole school is a buzz about.”
“Yep. I don’t see why I’m nothing special though.”
“Well not to yourself but to some else maybe.”
“Yea.”
“So you like HIM, White Zombie, Green Day, and MCR. Sweet. I like all of ‘em too but HIM is by far my favorite.”
“Green Day is my fave. But I love more bands just I slept in this shirt and it looked alright so y’know.”
“Aha. I like you already. How old are you?”
“15. Yourself?”
“16. What’s your schedule look like.”
I handed Alex my schedule as we walked to where I don’t know.
“We have almost the exact schedule.”
“Rad.”
“Did you really just say that.”
“Oh my gosh I did… AHAHA!”
“Sweet!”
“Aha. I kinda like you. Yep your cool.”
“Good to know love.”
Love, okay that’s it I’m almost hooked if he sings to me I’m done.
. . . .
“is history always so boring,” I looked to Alex as we walked out of history class.
“In my opinion yes,” Alex laughed at my statement.
“ugh that sucks.”
“Yes it does.”
Alex grabbed my hand and towed my through the end of the day crowd of people that I barely knew. Went we exited the building I say my moms BMW right away. Then it hit me Alex has to meet my mom.
“Alex come meet my mom,” I said a tugged him to follow.
“Hey Britt,” my mom said and looked at Alex then to me.
“Hi mama this Alex, Alex this my mom Sherri,” I smiled.
“Well hello Alex you remind me of someone,” oh dear god don’t even say it mama.
“Well I’ll talk to you in the morning Alex bye,” I said and hugged him.
“Bye sweetheart,” Alex whispered in my ear I blushed.
. . . .
I stared at my MUSE poster and it just wasn’t right in the spot I put it. I looked around and found the perfect place. I was decorating my room as I listened to ‘The Jetset Life Is Gonna Kill You’ (by MCR). I was now making my bed (which I see as pointless) humming to myself.
“Brittany,” my mom spoke and turned my stereo down.
“Yes ma’am,” I said with a smile not knowing if I was in trouble or not.
“Alex he seems nice.”
“Oh mama go away. He is better then nice he is so sweet. Now leave before I start singing Justina Beaver!”
“Alright whatever. But I think he is cute.”
“Ugh.”
“Your acting like teenage girl.”
“I ugh never mind. Bye mama.”
“Nope Bam is here and he wants to take you around town to show you some stuff.”
“Awesome.”
And with that I was gone ready to go.