A special kind of boy

Chapter 1

-George POV-

The loud ringing of my alarm clock echoed in my ears. It was 6am in the morning when I woke up to go to my first day of school after the summer holidays. Much happened in the last 3 month. Most of it was about my parents.

My parents died last year in a car accident. At least this was what I have been told...

I have been living with my aunt and uncle in Florida for almost a year now. They are really nice and stuff, but can't replace my parents. Before my parents had the tragic accident and I moved to Florida, I have been living in Britain. My life had been perfect. I had many friends. Alex Quer, Karl Jacobs and Wilbur Soot where their names. But here in Florida I only have one good friend. his name is Nick, Nick Anderson. We met in school. He was the only person that really talked to me. Now he always helps me when I feel sad. Even if his sense of humor is a little bit mean, I am very thankful to have a friend like him.

Back in Britain I was a happy person. I was the opposite of shy. And actually quite popular. I had good grades and almost everyone liked me.

But now I am anxious. I have one friend, am unpopular and very shy. I only wear big hoodies, because I also don't feel very confident in my body. I am able to be happy, but there is just no reason for me to feel good.

And there will never be reason for it. At least that's what I thought.

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I hit the snooze button with one hand and pushed my head deeper into my pillow. It was way too early to get up, but I forced myself to get out of bed. I stretched and took a long, warm shower.

The warm water streaming down my back and legs was very relaxing and it calmed me down. After going out of the shower, I went to my wardrobe.

As everyday I chose my big, black hoodie and and matching black sweatpants. I didn't want to attract any attention, so I tried to be as invisible as I could. Which wasn't that hard.

I am only 5.8 feet tall. I have chocolate brown hair and eyes and as I already said, I only wear comfy and not eye-catching clothes. So nobody really notices me, except for these 3 boys in my school. I don't know why but they decided to make my life worse that it already is.

After brushing my teeth and drying my hair I headed downstairs to see my aunt and uncle making pancakes. Pancaked are my favorite food, but they also remind me of my parents. They used to make pancakes when I had a bad day or just because they loved me.

And I loved them.

Without knowing it I started to tear up. But gladly my aunt and uncle didn't notice. I just sat down at the table and ate my pancakes without talking. They were not nearly as good as my parents', but ok.

After eating everything up I got my bag and went outside. Nick was already waiting for me, but there was a strange boy next to him.

The boy's hair was medium length. It was dirty blonde with some waves in it. His eyes where yellow to me. I Mean, thats what I thought. Something you need to know about me is that I am colorblind. I have problems seeing red and green. So the boys eyes seemed yellow to me. But they still got something. Something magical.

Some cute freckles covered his soft skin. they looked like stars, dancing in the sky. He looked very tall compared to Nick and even taller compared to me. He was wearing a big, green hoodie and a black pair of sweatpants. His shoes where black as well.

Before I noticed it I got lost in his beautiful features but a soft voice got me back to reality. "Hi, I am Clay, Clay Anderson. I am Nicks half brother.", the boy spoke.