Your forever is all that I need ~ kellic

5 ~ Oh

September 14th

It was happening, the final school bell had just rang, meaning it's the end of the day. Also meaning that it's time I go to Mikes house... And Vic's house. Fuck my life. Mike had told me that I should wait by the school gates for him, so that's what I did. I waited for 20 fucking minutes before the guy showed up. Which just built up my anxiety more by ever second I had to wait.

'Sorry I'm late", Mike said "I got held behind in maths.

"It's cool." I lied.

We had to walk to mikes house, it wasn't really far away but it was cold. Seriously, it was fucking freezing, I only had my hoodie on over my clothes and I was freezing my balls off. Mike seamed find in the cold weather, which honestly surprised me because he told me that he's Mexican. Oh shit he made sure that I knew he was Mexican. He considered it a warning for when I got to his house. Apparently I can expect his family to talk in Mexican when they don't want me to know what they're saying and his mum will also probably want to feed me spicy food. That seams strange to me. My mum doesn't even feed me, let alone kids that I bring to my house for school projects. She's a bitch. Maybe that's where I get it from.

We did eventually get to his house, it was warm and smelled kind of Mexican. To my relief I couldn't hear any signs of anybody else being in the house. Mike told me where to put my shoes and then we went and sat in the living room.

"We're home alone for about half an hour by the way, so I hope you don't have a weird gay crush on me or anything" joked Mike.
Half an hour? Then what? Does vic come home? Hopefully not.

"Hahaha no." I replied, "half an hour?"

"Uh yeah, then my brother gets home from football practice."

Fuck. Uh. Fuck. What do I even reply to that?

"oh" was the only thing that came out of my mouth. I guess that it's kind of an important word to me. Those 2 letters mean something, like seriously it's a great word. I usually say it when I'm sad or trying to hide the fact that I'm fucking freaking out but damn it has loads of different purposes. I love words like that, with multiple purposes. Like fuck, yeah that's a good word, well not really a good word, but I say it a lot. What the fuck am I even thinking about right now? Words? Really kellin? Holy shit I'm a nerd.
Mike had noticed me staring into space, so I shook off my annoying mind and tried to focus on the project.
We managed to get the first few paragraphs done before Vic got here. When I heard the door open, I think a part of me just died and I expected the worst. He's going to recognise me. He's on the football team. Jenna said the football team are assholes. He's going to be an asshole and confront me. He'll tell people at school. They'll all take the piss out of me. I'll get bad again. I'll have to move again.

Vic swiftly made his way into the room, he stunk of sweat and at first he didn't see me. But then he did. His brown eyes looked at me in astonishment, proving that he recognised me. However, to my surprise he just quickly focused his eyes somewhere else and pretended that he hasn't seen me. Mike saw but I don't think he thought much of it.

"Uh vic this is kellin, were doing a project together" spoke Mike.

Vic took this as an opportunity to look at me again as did I to him. I hadn't really managed to see much of him in the cafe and online it's just pictures.. It's not the same as seeing someone in person.. His eyes were brown, his hair was brown, his skin was kinda brown. He was genuinely kind of overwhelmingly brown. I like brown. He was short though, way shorter than Mike and I think shorter than me as well. I couldn't really see much of his body because of his football kit but he looked fairly muscly and honestly I have to admit... He's kinda cute.

"Nice to meet you kellin, I'm vic" he said. His voice was deep and ro--- no! No kellin, you are not going to like this guy.

I waved in reply to what he said. After all, I don't really want him hearing how annoying and high my voice is, also wtf do you even reply when someone says "nice to meet you". I'm not going to say "nice to meet you too" that's just weird and lame, I'm not a fucking old lady. Vic kinda nodded at my wave, as if he was reminding me of what happened at the cafe. Bitch wtf why would I want to be reminded of that. Does he really think that I'd've forgot or something... Unless he's just trying to let me know that he isn't going to say anything. I don't know really, I'm pretty fucking bad with people Incase you haven't noticed by now.

Vic picked his stuff up and took it upstairs, I could then hear the water running so I knew that if I could finish this project with Mike quickly, then I might be able to leave without having to see him again. I really don't want to see him again. Ok, ok, I kind of do want to see him again. BUT there's still a 86% chance that he's a total prick that is planning to ruin my life, rather not take that risk.

Luckily, I can be a pretty fast worker when I want to be and so can Mike, apparently, so we managed to get the project finished within the next 10 minutes and I left.
I actually left in a really good mood. Like, nothing bad really happened! Also I have some sweet ass ideas for new lyrics to write. I can relax again now, hopefully, I think... Well actually that's not true. I can't relax, I never relax, my bitching mind NEVER FUCKING SHUTS UP. Ugh, I just better get home before I forget these beautiful lyrics about a brown eyed boy....

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Authors note,
This sucks but I haven't updated in over a month and it's half 3am. So bleh XD