My first Vam Fic
Title: Razorblade Romance
Author: Lindze
Rating: PG for right now, stronger later
Disclaimer: I own two HIM CDs and Viva La Bam Season 1 DVD, but that’s all…
CHAPTER ONE
Bam Margera was sitting in class, leaning over and talking to his best friend Ryan Dunn, when a boy walked into the class. Bam immediately looked up and stared at the boy. He had a black hat on, pulled down over his ears where brown ringlets were spouting out below it. His eyes were an enchanting emerald, and his lips had a small amount of sheen on them. All his clothes were black, his shirt a long sleeved, and his pants reaching far over his shoes.
“Class we have a new student.” The teacher stated. “His name is Ville Valo.” The boy cringed at her words. “Ville you can go sit behind… Mr. Margera. Brandon, raise your hand please.”
Ville walked towards the seat barely looking up. He knew which seat he would be at when he walked in the room; it was the only free one left. He sat down, throwing his backpack down right beside his desk. He sat back in his seat and looked to his left, out of the classroom window. Suddenly the boy in front of him turned around.
“Hey, you new? My names Bam.” The boy said.
Ville rolled his eyes and kept looking out the window.
“Name’s Ville right? That’s an odd name for someone around here. You’re not from around here are ya?” The boy kept at Ville.
Ville rolled his eyes and finally looked at the boy who was invading his personal space. “No my names not Ville.” He stated.
“But that’s what the teacher said.” The boy looked at him questioningly.
“It’s Vill-uh, and where I’m from it is not odd. Probably about as odd as your name is here.” He replied.
The boy laughed. “So where ya from?” The boy kept on, even after Ville had turned back to the window.
“You’re not going to give up talking to me are you?” Ville asked smirking. The boy seemed to think about it for a moment.
“Nope.”
Ville sighed, leaning his forehead on his desk. “Finland.” He stated quietly. Bam barely heard him.
“What?”
Ville rose up looking the boy in the eyes. Ville noticed he had very pretty light blue eyes. “Finland. That’s where I’m from.” Ville thought the boy would be cuter if his hair wasn’t so messed up.
“Oh, cool.” Bam said then turned back around leaving Ville’s personal space. Ville realized he kind of missed the intrusion.
Ville was glad that he had only arrived for the last class of the day. As soon as the class ended he stood up, picking up his bag and walking straight out of the class, to his locker. He didn’t even know why he went to it. He figured since he had no homework to do that he’d put his back pack in it. After feeling in his pocket to make sure his cigarettes were there, he left the school headed for home.
“Hey Vill-UH.” A voice behind him said, accentuating the ‘uh’. Suddenly Ville saw the boy from his class right next to him with a skateboard under his arm.
Ville sighed, but let the boy walk with him finding nothing to be able to stop him. “What kinda name is Bam anyway?”
“I’ve been skating since I was 10, and when I was younger every time I would land a new trick I’d say ‘Bam’ and I guess it just stuck.” Bam replied.
Ville laughed softly and kept walking. Finally he came to a large white house and stopped in front of it. “This is my house.”
“Dude, you wanna come hang out at my place for a while? My mom’ll be okay with it.” Bam stated smiling.
“I guess. I’ll go ask my mom. You can come in if you want to.” Ville said walking up the steps and into the house. Bam was right behind him.
“Ville hon?” His mother’s voice rang.
“Yes mum it’s me. I have a friend here; can I go to his house for a while?” Ville asked, still not going to his mother but yelling through the house. It reminded Bam of his own house.
“Okay Ville, but don’t forget your inhaler! Remember what happened last time?” His mother finally came walking into the room, placing her hands on her hips and looking intently at Ville.
“Yes mum, I remember.” He replied. “Oh shit I left it at school.” The boy stated.
“Don’t cuss Ville, and you have a spare in the cabinet.” She said, then walked over shaking Bam’s hand while Ville went to retrieve his inhaler.
“Okay Bam let’s go.” Ville said as he walked back into the room. He kissed his mother on the cheek then they left the house.
“Can I ask you a question?” Bam ventured.
“You just did.” Ville chuckled.
“Another question,” Ville nodded. “What’s with your inhaler?”
“I have asthma. It can get pretty bad sometimes so I take it with me every where.” Ville stated, looking up at Bam.
“Oh. That’s gotta suck.” He said patting Ville lightly on the shoulder with out even processing it.
When his hand retreated Ville felt the loss of contact. His flesh stung where Bam’s hand had been. I can’t like him, I just can’t. Come on Ville, get yourself together. He’s an American boy. A SKATER American boy! Ville thought to himself, but it was no use. Remember what happened last time Ville, remember why you moved. You can’t like this boy.
A/N: I dunno about how Bam got the whole Bam name so I just put that. I hope you all enjoyed this, it’s my first Vam fic so I’m a little scared. I’ll continue with it soon hopefully!
Author: Lindze
Rating: PG for right now, stronger later
Disclaimer: I own two HIM CDs and Viva La Bam Season 1 DVD, but that’s all…
CHAPTER ONE
Bam Margera was sitting in class, leaning over and talking to his best friend Ryan Dunn, when a boy walked into the class. Bam immediately looked up and stared at the boy. He had a black hat on, pulled down over his ears where brown ringlets were spouting out below it. His eyes were an enchanting emerald, and his lips had a small amount of sheen on them. All his clothes were black, his shirt a long sleeved, and his pants reaching far over his shoes.
“Class we have a new student.” The teacher stated. “His name is Ville Valo.” The boy cringed at her words. “Ville you can go sit behind… Mr. Margera. Brandon, raise your hand please.”
Ville walked towards the seat barely looking up. He knew which seat he would be at when he walked in the room; it was the only free one left. He sat down, throwing his backpack down right beside his desk. He sat back in his seat and looked to his left, out of the classroom window. Suddenly the boy in front of him turned around.
“Hey, you new? My names Bam.” The boy said.
Ville rolled his eyes and kept looking out the window.
“Name’s Ville right? That’s an odd name for someone around here. You’re not from around here are ya?” The boy kept at Ville.
Ville rolled his eyes and finally looked at the boy who was invading his personal space. “No my names not Ville.” He stated.
“But that’s what the teacher said.” The boy looked at him questioningly.
“It’s Vill-uh, and where I’m from it is not odd. Probably about as odd as your name is here.” He replied.
The boy laughed. “So where ya from?” The boy kept on, even after Ville had turned back to the window.
“You’re not going to give up talking to me are you?” Ville asked smirking. The boy seemed to think about it for a moment.
“Nope.”
Ville sighed, leaning his forehead on his desk. “Finland.” He stated quietly. Bam barely heard him.
“What?”
Ville rose up looking the boy in the eyes. Ville noticed he had very pretty light blue eyes. “Finland. That’s where I’m from.” Ville thought the boy would be cuter if his hair wasn’t so messed up.
“Oh, cool.” Bam said then turned back around leaving Ville’s personal space. Ville realized he kind of missed the intrusion.
Ville was glad that he had only arrived for the last class of the day. As soon as the class ended he stood up, picking up his bag and walking straight out of the class, to his locker. He didn’t even know why he went to it. He figured since he had no homework to do that he’d put his back pack in it. After feeling in his pocket to make sure his cigarettes were there, he left the school headed for home.
“Hey Vill-UH.” A voice behind him said, accentuating the ‘uh’. Suddenly Ville saw the boy from his class right next to him with a skateboard under his arm.
Ville sighed, but let the boy walk with him finding nothing to be able to stop him. “What kinda name is Bam anyway?”
“I’ve been skating since I was 10, and when I was younger every time I would land a new trick I’d say ‘Bam’ and I guess it just stuck.” Bam replied.
Ville laughed softly and kept walking. Finally he came to a large white house and stopped in front of it. “This is my house.”
“Dude, you wanna come hang out at my place for a while? My mom’ll be okay with it.” Bam stated smiling.
“I guess. I’ll go ask my mom. You can come in if you want to.” Ville said walking up the steps and into the house. Bam was right behind him.
“Ville hon?” His mother’s voice rang.
“Yes mum it’s me. I have a friend here; can I go to his house for a while?” Ville asked, still not going to his mother but yelling through the house. It reminded Bam of his own house.
“Okay Ville, but don’t forget your inhaler! Remember what happened last time?” His mother finally came walking into the room, placing her hands on her hips and looking intently at Ville.
“Yes mum, I remember.” He replied. “Oh shit I left it at school.” The boy stated.
“Don’t cuss Ville, and you have a spare in the cabinet.” She said, then walked over shaking Bam’s hand while Ville went to retrieve his inhaler.
“Okay Bam let’s go.” Ville said as he walked back into the room. He kissed his mother on the cheek then they left the house.
“Can I ask you a question?” Bam ventured.
“You just did.” Ville chuckled.
“Another question,” Ville nodded. “What’s with your inhaler?”
“I have asthma. It can get pretty bad sometimes so I take it with me every where.” Ville stated, looking up at Bam.
“Oh. That’s gotta suck.” He said patting Ville lightly on the shoulder with out even processing it.
When his hand retreated Ville felt the loss of contact. His flesh stung where Bam’s hand had been. I can’t like him, I just can’t. Come on Ville, get yourself together. He’s an American boy. A SKATER American boy! Ville thought to himself, but it was no use. Remember what happened last time Ville, remember why you moved. You can’t like this boy.
A/N: I dunno about how Bam got the whole Bam name so I just put that. I hope you all enjoyed this, it’s my first Vam fic so I’m a little scared. I’ll continue with it soon hopefully!