(A/N: This is going to be the real story I'm going to try and update a lot lease help me out with it!!!
Snow)I fished my ear buds out of my picket and plugged them into my phone. I put in my ear buds and scrolled through my music until I got to the song Life Starts Now by Three Days Grace. There's some irony...
Up until a few weeks ago, my life had been a living hell. Going to school, getting bullied for being bisexual and being a loser and a loner and an emo. Wow. Wonderful huh?
That's not even all of it! I went through all that at school, only to come home to abusive parents every night. Being beaten Purple and Black. I realized soon enough to stay away from Mom and wear long sleeved shirts and jeans or skinny jeans. Mom and her nails, always slapping my face and leaving bright red spots of blood. My dad would come home drunk, wake up drunk, and almost never got sober. They were dissapointed in me. I was a mistake. Beat him, see if it helps. Break him down inside... leave nothing left. I took to self-harming.
I rode the bus in silence as everyone chartered around me. A few kids pointd at me and asked, I told them transfer student. After getting into the school, I took out my ear buds and waited in the office.
A boy came out of the gauidance office, he looked stunning. Hair a little longer than mine, a gauge in his left ear, Black Veil Brides shirt underneath a jet black leather jacket. He wrote baggy jeans and had stunning emerald eyes. He looked kinda sad, he bit his lip then looked up and saw me and smiled.
"Hi," he said cheerfully all the sadness a moment before clearly forgotten.
"H-hi," I said. Well, actually it was more a faint whisper. I blusged and looked down a little. He smiled and left.
"Snow?" A voice asked me. I looked up and nodded at the woman. She pointed to guidance and I walked in.
"Here's your schedule for the day and if you need anything, just ask, the students should be glad to help," she said quickly handing me a piece of paper with my name, schedule, locker number and locker combination. She shooed me out and I walked along the hallways and finally figured out where my locker was and entered the combo.
"Hey," a voice said. I looked up to see the boy from earlier standing behind me, leaning in close.
"Hi," I said more loudly this time, but it was still quiet.
"I'm Rem," he said and smiked at me, I blushed and occupied myself with my locker and putting things away.
"I-im Snow," I said in my usual shy quiet tone of voice.
He grabbed my schedule and looked at it, "Here I have your first 6 period with you and then I have period 10," he said. I nodded and closed my locker, I didn't have anything other than a notebook and a pencil in my pocket.
We walked to homeroom and sat down. The teacher called attendance and when he got to my name he stopped,
"Snow Angel Fire? Is this a joke?" My faced went mad red as I walked to his desk and spoke quietly to him, "That's me."
He nodded and checked the box on the computer.
I sat down and waited for class to end after announcements came on.
After that I had Literature. Double period. Rem showed me the way. I sat down in the back and when the teacher called out attendance and got to my name someone asked, "Snow Angel Fire?" I kind of panicked but stood up and nodded at the teacher and the student, how did this kid already know my name?!
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A Timid Angel
Teen FictionHey I know I don't write much but this story will be about a boy named Snow Angel Fire, he has just transferred schools because of his abusive parents. He was recently adopted by new parents and is now starting a new life. Sometimes, the past haunts...