hell

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michael

Today was another day of hell, I mean school. No, actually I do mean hell. Nobody treats me like an actual human being. It's because of who I am, and those dumb asses can't accept that.

This morning I put on my favorite pink skirt and a plain white t-shirt. I styled my white-blond hair and added a light pink flower crown. I did what I needed to do in the bathroom and grabbed my backpack.

I started my walk to school, again, nothing special. But when I wasn't paying attention, I bumped, no, probably crashed, into someone. I almost fell backwards but I caught myself.

luke

I looked ahead of me, and saw a boy wearing a skirt and a flower crown. What the hell? I kept walking, trying to ignore him. But he wasn't paying attention and ran into me. He almost fell, but he caught himself.

He looked up at me. "I-I'm s-so-sorry." He said, and darted past me.

He had beautiful green eyes and he was handsome. I haven't come out yet, but I'm gay. No one would know by just looking at me, with my tattoos and piercings. But I know you can't tell who's gay by just looking at them, anyways.

I continued on my walk, just thinking about things. My mind kept wandering back to the boy in the skirt. He seemed so nervous to make eye contact with me. I mean, I know I can get violent sometimes, but maybe it wasn't just me. Maybe someone hurt him...

michael

"Mr. Clifford! Keep up, please." My science teacher scolded me. I nodded and looked up at the board again. Nothing was going my way today, I couldn't stop thinking about that boy with the pink hair.

No Michael, you can't like him. He's probably straight and you don't even know him.

The bell rang, signaling the end of the day. I got out of school as quickly as I could. I walked to the little café on the corner, like I usually do. I go there everyday to do my homework and to visit with Ashton, one of the only friends of mine who works there.

I pushed open the door, and found a table to sit at. "Hey Mikey." Ash came up to me.

"Hi Ashton." I said, while I unzipped my backpack.

"You want the usual?" He asked. I nodded, and he left. I looked to my left, and saw someone new wiping down one of the tables. I recognized him from this morning.

"So, are you just gonna stare or..." Pink boy said. I blushed, and went back to getting my homework from my backpack. I figured I'd start with maths then biology. Not too long into my homework, Ashton came back with my usual tea.

"Hey Ash, who's the new guy?" I whispered, and gesturing at pink boy.

"Oh, that's Luke. He's a bit of an ass but he needed a place to work. Why?" Ashton asked.

"I bumped into him on the way to school is all." I explained. He nodded.

"So how was school today?" He asked. I shrugged.

"Same as always. It's not like everyone magically accepts me." I said. Ashton gave me a sympathetic look.

"I'm sorry, Mikey. I wish things could change for you." He said.

"Ashton! Get back to work!" His manager called, from behind the small counter in the back.

"I have to get back to work." Ash walked to another table.

luke

I saw Ashton talking to some customer. Wait, was that the guy from this morning? Well, it is a small world. He looked cute when he was concentrating. Who am I kidding, he looked fucking adorable in general. "Newbie, take this to the table over there." A girl told me, while handing me a couple of drinks.

I started walking, but kept my focus on the flower crown boy. I wasn't paying attention and tripped over a chair. Luckily, I was okay, but I looked up and saw the guy dripping in iced coffee. "Shit, I'm sorry." I said, standing up. "It-it's fine." He said, looking down at his skirt with a disappointed look. "I'll get you some napkins or something." I walked back behind the counter and found a hand towel. I went back to him and gave him it.

"I'll get you a new skirt. Crap, I'm so sorry."

"St-stop ap-apa-apologizing. I don't wa-want a new sk-skirt." He said.

"Luke, what did you do?" Ashton came over. "Michael, are you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm good Ash." Michael. A perfect name for a pretty boy. I also noticed he didn't have a stutter when talking to Ashton.

"Again, I'm really sorry, Uhm, I'm Luke by the way."

"Nice to meet you. I think I'm gonna go home. See you tomorrow, Ash." Michael pakced up his things and left.

"Nice one, Hemmings. First day on the job, too." Ashton said, as he passed me. Fuck, what the hell is wrong with me?

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yo

So I haven't seen a lot of fan fics with punk!luke and girly!michael so I thought I'd write one and this happed and yeah.

Thanks for reading

-Kailtin:):*

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