Two-steps away // based on dnf

This morning

TW: slight drug use, swearing, slight nsfw.

My name is George Davidson, I am a 18 year old boy, living with my parents. Neil and Joy Davidson. I grew up a somewhat happy life, I always loved my sister Delly. She is a very sweet young girl, she is 2 years younger than me at the least. She has beautiful brown flawless hair and eyes, her hair hangs down to her shoulders, she has a nose piercing on the right side of her nostril. Delly can be a troublemaker sometimes. I always watch out for her though. All the boys love her.

We had a rough childhood together, but we always manage it. We loved it when we had family nights and a bunch of family board games, laughing and playing  around all the time. Things are different now, way different.

"George, we're gonna be late hurry up!" A sweet young voice said.

"Coming!" I said while grabbing my bag and running down the stairs.

It was the middle of the year in high school, both me and my sister. I'm a senior this year, Delly is a sophomore.

"Hurry the hell up, and get to that damn bus George."
A deep and scratchy voice said. That was my father, a man I did not so call my "dad" anymore. My mother was probably on the couch drinking beer, as usual, she always hated my sister, she always wished she was gone. My father doesn't mind my sister at all, it's like she's not even there to him. My family wants me to be perfect.

I looked at the ground while walking to the door, carrying a few books in my hand and my bag on my back. I was wearing grey sweatpants and a black sweater with a small smiley face on it. My hair was a dark chocolate, as I like to call it. Originally it is a dark shade of brown, my eyes are like my sisters, they are a deep chocolate brown like my hair. I put on my converse while walking out the door, my sister was already outside.

I could see the bus from a far. It would be a couple minutes before it got here as it had to pick up more kids.

"Did dad yell at you again?.."

"Yeah, but there's nothing to worry about, don't worry." I said patting the top of her head with my left hand. I gave her a fake smile as the bus pulled up in front of our driveway.

We both got on the bus, Delly went up the steps first. I stepped up second. The bus was quiet old but the janitors cleaned it well, the school was also kept clean nicely. As I stepped on the bus I said a simple "hi" to the bus driver. She was one of my favorite lady's at the school, a very nice one. My sister loved her too, she would always give her a hug as we went up the steps and sat in our seats. The bus driver had fair skin it was very beautiful, her eyes looked like a sunset it heaven. She had blond hair, and a well shaped face. Her body shape was very well known.

"Hi, George you ready for school?"

"Yeah, well not really." I said while rubbing the back of my head.

She giggled at that, her laugh was gentle and soft, very peaceful at the most of it. I made my way over to a seat that was empty, my sister sat with her friend, that made fun of me a lot, even though she is a nice girl. Me, personally, I think she has a crush on me.

As the bus ride went on I looked out the window until I saw a building that said, "North side high school." A lot of people went to this school, it was a very common high school. As the bus driver parked, people started getting out, I was the last of them, I usually sit in the back.

As I got out of the bus I was welcomed by big blue doors, and people rushing in. My hands held onto the straps of my backpack. I walked up to my locker as people crowded around me talking to their friends. I did my combination to my locker, as a good friend of mine walked up to me.

" Hey bud, what's up," he said.

"Nothing much, just putting my stuff in my locker." I looked over at him while putting books in my locker.

"Oh cool, we'll I just wanted to say there is a really hot girl over there, and I'm gonna try and talk to her."

I giggled at that.

"Oh, so George doesn't think I can get girls?"

"I never said that."

"I can see what you meant." He said while giving me a slight grin. He knew I was messing around with him.

"We'll have fun Nick, I bet you can get her with your good looks." I slapped him playfully on the shoulder, while giggling. He walked away while giving me the middle finger. I rolled my eyes at him, of course in a joking way. I watched as he went over and talked to the girl. I lost my smile, when another guy came up to me. Dream. A lot of girls loved him. A lot of girls. He had deep blue ocean eyes. It looked like you could drown in them, his eyes had a small tint of brown to go with it. They felt rough, and messy but also very calming and peaceful at the same time. He looked like a bad boy, which he was. Nick never wanted me to talk to him, or be by him, never trust him either. He always went to party's and got drunk. Always all over girls too, having his hands up a girls shirt pleases him but it doesn't pleasure him, like he's missing a part of him. I've always noticed that, about him. From most of the stories people tell me, I like to learn deep into things to know a person. Dream is a very mysterious person. He has dirty blond hair, freckles on his face, and a good jaw line. He wears black earrings, all the time. A nose ring to go with it. His teeth are white very white. He usually wears jeans and sweaters, he sometimes wears white T-shirts, I like how he looks personally. I just sat there admiring him, in every way, until.

"Hey, prettyboy like what you see?"

That's when I snapped out of it, I felt my face getting warm.

Shit.

My face was getting red, he knew I was staring at him.

"W-what?" I accidentally stuttered that out.

I'm acting so stupid, why am I acting like this?

"I'm just messing with you." His hand rested on the locker by us as we stood close. I had to look up because I'm shorter than him.

"I know." I blurted out.

He raised his eyebrow. "Alright, we'll I was wondering if you'd like to come to a party with me tonight."

I bit on my lip.

Why's he asking me this? I can't go to a party with him, all it is, is bad news.

"Why are you asking me?" My voice was confused and serious at the same time.

"Cause you never do anything fun, your a good kid aren't you?"

"I-" He cut me off.

"Why don't you do something fun for once? Unless your scared." He came closer to me, causing me to look up more.

"I'm not scared."

Damn he got the best of me. I can't tell Nick.

He smirked. I felt my face getting warm again right after it cooled down.

"I'll pick you up then?"

"How do you know where I live?"

"You live two houses away, how would I not know?" He said.

People passed us in the halls giving us looks, but he didn't seem to care at all.

"Whatever, just tell me what time your gonna pick me up, and don't make a bunch of noise."

"I'll pick you up at 9:00."

"I can't believe I agreed to this."

"We'll you did, so your going," He said.

The bell rang.
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