Northern downpour. [1/?]
When you live in a small town where almost everyday it rains your life doesn't hold much excitement, the greatest thing that happens all year is that little tinge of sun that sometimes appears. Your wardrobe doesn't contain the lastest styles instead it's fill with warm clothes and an endless supply of waterproofs.
My name is Ryan I'm sixteen and have lived in Fireneon since I was born, unlike most teenagers my life isn't filled with wild partys and going to gigs far from it actually. Everyday seems the same I wake up, go to school and back then come home and do whatever chores or homework needs to be done. Living the dream.
My family consists of my mother, father and my baby sister Annabelle we all live fairly close to the town centre in a victorian tudor house filled with modern furniture. My room is the biggest in the house this is because I spend the most time in there, being as the few friends I do have aren't the most sociable.
My high school has three hundred and sixty two pupils it's fairly small but we deal. Every morning I drive my Volkswagen Beatle to school, it's the new model even thought I begged my parents for the older one which was so much cheaper. It drives well though even if I nearly did have an accident this morning.
As I was driving to school this morning I almost got hit head on by a Shelby Mustang. The driver drove towards me on the wrong side of the road, they accelarated as they got nearer and just as the front bumpers were about to contact they swerved with such skill and excellence that I forgot to breath. I didn't even see who was driving.
Right now I'm sat in French and were doing the same as last year and the year before and the year before that one. Living in such a small town means that our teaching supplies aren't so great and neither are our teachers to be perfectly honest. I think I may fall asleep any minute now just for something to do.
I'm right on the cusp of a gentle slumber when the door bursts open and in comes the receptionist and I gasp, beside her is the most gorgeous boy I have ever seen. His hair is a dark raven shade of brown, his lips plump and his eyes are indescribably beautiful they dance around like little chocolate orbs.
I'm to busy staring to hear my teacher call out my name, it takes him a second more aggresive time for me to take notice and obey his command of showing the new boy where I was, apparently he was going to sit next to me. My breathing became rapid and my heart stilled as the boy sat next to me, a smirk evident on his face.
"Nice to meet you Ryan."
"And you...."
"Brendon, Brendon Urie."
"Well nice to meet you Brendon."
"Hmmm. I'm sorry I scared you this morning."
"Excuse me?"
"You know what I mean."
I sat there confused until it clicked this morning I almost got into an accident, an accident with a Shelby Mustang owner named Brendon
A/N: So a new chaptered fic. Grab your stetson is on hiatus so sorry to the people who were reading it. I feel kinda sad at the moment. In my whole group of friends I'm the only single one. I feel so left out.