ok second chapter...probably wont be much "Action" sorry but i dont want to rush it and it end up crappy :)
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Vic's POV-This class is so boring, all I wanted to do is turn around and talk to Mike and my other friends but NOOO being head boy means I have to "set a good example for the younger ones" ergg I guess it has it perks though. Next thing Mrs Jardine swans in looking quite disturbed if I may say so, shortly following was the boy I saw out the window last period. He was cuter in person.
"Mr Quarms, this is Kellin Quinn, he is a new stude-" Mrs Jardine was cut off by the childish giggles of my classmates. They were laughing at his outfit. I guess people here weren't so used to that type of attire, I however, liked it. I did not laugh along but simply watched as Mrs Jardine realized what the students were laughing at. She shouted a quick "get back to work" to us and swiftly pulled herself and Kellin out of the class, slamming the door behind her.
Kellin's POV-
I looked down at my outfit as the class in front of me burst into laughter, a worn out band tee, ripped jeans and toms, not to mention I was still pretty wet from the journey here. This was so embarrassing, quickly glancing up my eyes met with the boy who i saw in the window not so long ago, he wasn't laughing at me. Everyone else was so why wasn't he. I wanted to smile or nod just to say thank you for not mocking me but I didn't have time as a few seconds later that teacher, who had told me her name was Mrs Jardine, was dragging me out of the room and along the corridor.
"So, Mr Quinn", she spoke in her shrill voice "I shall have to find you some uniform but for now let me show you too your room, you shall be sharing with Vic, up on the top floor, this way now."
After a swift guide around the school we finally reached my room, number 45, I wonder who Vic is...I didn't have much time to think though because Mrs Jardine was soon pushing me into the room, why is everyone here in such a rush? After listening to the click of her heels fade away I turned around to examine my new 'home'. It was bland. That's all i could say. Bland, Grey and boring. There were two beds pushed in opposite corners, each with its own table, on it rest a small alarm clock. The grey carpet let up to a small door, which I soon figured was the bathroom. The walls were white so were the blinds. It lacked colour and fun but then something did catch my eye, resting in the corner, next to Vic’s bed was a white electric guitar with bright green strips painted down it. I pondered for a moment, deciding whether to have a play or not. I decided no as firstly I cannot play for shit; secondly, I don't want to annoy my new roommate before I’ve even met him.
Despite sleeping on the plane here, I was actually so tired, jet-lag I guess. So, without a second thought, I clambered into my bed. At least I think it was my bed and quickly fell into a deep sleep, one which I knew would last a long while...
I dreamed about the boy in the window, In fact I’m sure I was still dreaming because when I woke up he was standing right there... Wait, he was actually there...what the fu--
"Wh- what are you doing?"
Vic's POV-
I Looked down at this small little pale boy entwined in his white sheets. His long black hair sticking up everywhere and a confused look plastered on his face. It was kinda cute in a weird kinda way. Shut up vic, I quickly snapped out of my daze when kellin said "wh-what are you doing?" his tone was dead serious and he cocked his head. Shit he is so cute. “sorry. You're going to be late for lesson” I said, a little bit flustered. I picked up his uniform and chucked it at him , smirking a little as he caught it with a grunt. "What are you my mum?!" he grumbled miserable, if I’m honest it was quite funny, I’m guessing my new roommate was not a morning person. “Actually I’m Vic, your new roommate" and with that I turned and left the room.
Kellin's POV
Okay, so 'Vic' was the boy in the window! I’m glad because I haven't been able to get him off my mind...and crap! I just totally sassed him, Oh no, what if he hates me now. Oh well I can't help it I’m just not a morning person. I couldn't help but notice his American accent, and he looked so smart, with his shirt tucked in and his tie done up nicely, but I also noticed his “Blink- 182” wrist band which so maybe he is not as uptight and “la dee da” as the rest of this school. Anyways he thought of seeing Vic again had put me in a good enough mood to drag myself out of bed. In fact, I was in the mood to have some fun, this place is boring enough. This would be interesting...
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Ok so that was the second chapter, i wont be updating for a few days now because I need to sort the chapters out. Atleast Vic and Kellin finally met. Please read on i will love you for ever and ever, i will give u pizza if u give this story a chance. im so lame...
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