(race pov)
I watch my friends find the loves of their lives, the world turns faster and faster someday I should find them or face death.
Jack and David found each over though the mind that David treasure,
Romeo found his vision his beloved.
blink and followed a path the lead them to find each other forever attached by their hands.
I walk a reasonably paced but quick to the door,not wanting to wake my father.
To the messy kitchen the black and white tiles littered, with beer bottles and pizza boxes. I grab the stuff I'll need for the day,and pull the polish wood door open and head down the stairs.
to find the white van David sat in the drivers seat his boyfriend and friends in the car he has adopted the suburban soccer mum lifestyle.
I find my best friend Albert in the spot he is normally sat his skin pale his bright red hair burning bright against his skin Bumlets and Skittery sat in the back two seats talking quietly they pause to wave I wave back I sit next to Albert I notice his shirts he's wearing a black button up with green eyes on it and a shirt underneath it with a ufo on it saying 'i want to believe'
We pull up to school and I am shoved out the car a chorus of greetings form our friends I note what every single one of them is wearing I catch a someone's eyes they are roughly 5'2 he wearing a black tank top and black jeans and a red bomber jacket he's talking to a tall kid dress in red as well
I feel something within me jump at the sight of him
He walks toward me I panic like a fish out of water I'm snapped out of my though by him speaking I don't make out what he say I jump "careful we wouldn't want you falling for me would we?" He states gruffly I gasp sarcastically at him
"It speaks"I offer him a mocking smile "I'm Racetrack" he holds out his hand "strange name I'm Spot" I chuckle "says you" he rolls his eyes mockingly "...anyway I'm looking for a mr Dentons room?" I smile "I'm in that room I'll show you"
As the bell rings I show him the way I follow the usual morning routine people who I hardly know talking about thing I hardly care about i watch Spot carefully as he interacts with Sir I know him I just don't know where from after class I hardly even care for I head to first break with Spot by my side the boy he was talking earlier shoves Spot and yells "ciao idiota" he yells back some profanities is Spanish chasing him and getting him in a headlock he lets go "this is my stronzo of a brother Hotshot" he wave and ask
"Sono Italiano" he nods confirming my statement "si sono italiano" we shake hands I smile my group has many different nationality's David and Elmer are polish Jacks mom side is from Santa Ann and the mikes dad is from Cuba Finch is French-Greek-Romi their are some many languages in our group I love it I like hearing about their country's
I have the be honest hearing my language is the best thing I ever heard I love hearing it the sounds of the words are so beautiful lunch goes by quickly we head to PE me Spot Finch the teacher attempts to sperate finch into the girls group Finch stops him saying "Nu o femeie " he disregarded that and gruffly states "your a girl an'it you?"
Finch shakes their head "no I am whatever I want which today is male" he glares "Principals office.now" he trudges off and huffs
(Time skip)
Finch re-enters the hall he is smiling Mr. Pulitzer enters slamming the door open "Mr a word out side" the teachers eyes go wide he stops dead " cannot let casual misgendering happen in MY school this is the 21st certainly get it together man" the stutters
"But-but you CANT do that!" Pulitzer rolls his eyes " i'm the principal I can do what I want."
Finch smiles smugly sticking his tongue out the bell rings and every one walks to the locker rooms Spots watching me i pull my shirt over my head his eyes go wide and he looks away I smile "surely I'm not that hideous" he shake his head
"Just felt rude to stare" I nod we file out the room as the bell rings I wave to my friends and walk to my work
I slam the dough into the table a nead it into shape and throw it in the bread maker I get started on the next batch I do the same thing every day just to buy dinner I'm starting to hate making bread
When my shift has finished I clock out and head home via the corner store i buy stuff for me my dad and my dad's gang after I tap my card carry my bags to the respective room of the members that need it the only one who answers the door is the 13-year-old who has killed more people than the rest of the gang put together
He thanks me he is wearing a green large tee shirt that I recognized as one of my old T-shirts there are massive bags under his eyes and his eyes are bloodshot I gently punch his shoulder "sleep okay buddy" he nods going inside my dad's house
He plays cards with death row an Cotten mouth they smile I flop down in the nearest chair "deal me in" he hands me some cards ace and a jack and a 6 of hearts in the end my dad one he chews the cigarette he smiles I sigh "I never win" I hand over the money "that cause your an idiot Toni" I hold my tongue I don't want to get in more trouble I fight for my life daily no one would get that apart from me
YOU ARE READING
apart from me - spralbert Javid blush other
Fanfiction-----your soulmate link is unique to you no 2 soulmate links are the same racetrack has always dreamed of finding his soulmate when he finds himself will he escaping a life of abuse and pain and run away with them-----
