One part of an equation: Book 1. (A fourx fan fiction)

Prologue

X's pov:

I trudged down the musty halls of 9th grade, it was a public state school, making it not the best of qualities. The dank smell of sweat soaked floors was pungent. It made my bones tingle. I let out a long sigh before walking to my algebra class. Needless to say I wasn't the best, we were taught by ms. Frame, she was unsurprisingly a frame. I sat at my desk. The underneath was scribbled and marked with crude words and old pieces of gum. Put there by previous students. I was too much of a goody two shoes to do that. I listened to Frame's dry monotone voice, at the end she handed out homework to all the kids, she plopped it on my desk. "Here kid," I heard her say. Seven walked over to greet me, he was my best friend. "Hey man-" he said with a nod. "Hey dude!" I replied with a smile, we walked out of class together as always. I put my homework in my locker. I trotted to the mess hall where Seven followed closely on my tracks.

No ones pov:

X made his way to a table. He sat down after getting his usual boring food. He engaged in chatter with Seven; "Ugh my brother Four is the worst. He's such a jerk. If you ever see a blue number four, run." Seven advised wisely. X nodded frantically. "Will do sir!" X said with a giggle. I ate my food, it was tasteless and gross but it's what he got so he wouldn't complain.

X's pov:

The bell rang, about 5 hours later of boring classes later school was over, I sighed. Tomorrow was Thursday. Seven and I exchanged quick goodbyes. I took all the stuff out of my locker, emptying it into my bag. I zipped it shut and plopped it on my back. Walking outside where T was waiting for me. The car rumbled as it drove me home. I pulled up at my house. I quickly ate dinner amd went to my room to do my homework while listening to music.

Sorry for the short chapter I needed to get it out there. I hope you all enjoyed it!