School (Kurt Cobain Fan Fiction)

School

I wake up and my head fills with negative thoughts. I almost feel sick thinking about school. I get out of bed and throw on some highwaisted dark jeans, a John Lennon top and mascara. I walk downstairs to see Krist dancing with the cat and I burst into laughter. He managed to calm me down and told me that the school isn't all that bad.

I eat my breakfast and walk outside. The freezing wind blows through my blonde un-brushed hair. We walk to the bus stop and I start praying the bus might break down. It doesn't. I jump on the bus and sit on my own like the loner I am.

Krist helps me on my first day at this school. He introduces me to a few of his friends but I didn't bother talk to them. I smiled though, afraid they might think I'm looking for attention or that I'm depressed.

By the end of the week I notice my skin has gotten pale and bags are forming underneath my dark, boring blue eyes. It's now Friday and Krist's friends are coming over. I sit on the couch and read 'Dracula'. His friends walk in and are really loud. I want to walk upstairs but I'm too lazy. I look over at them but they're all talking. Except for one guy who is staring at me. He has very long blonde hair and I think his name is Kurt. I turn my back slowly and continue reading, hoping they won't disturb me. I see Kurt walk over to the couch and he sits right next to me.
"Hi, What are you reading?" he asks. I just show him the cover of the book and when I look at him, I notice he's pretty out of it. He starts doing Dracula impressions and I can't help but laugh. I also noticed his accent is quite strong and he has a flipper shirt on.
Shelley (Krist's girlfriend) walks over. "Hey! Sorry about Kurt he's kinda drunk. " At this point Kurts face is nussled between my arm and chest. He looks over at Shelley "Hey I'm not drunk?" . I look at Shelley and start laughing. Kurt seemed kinda sweet, I hope I'm not developing a crush on Krist's best friend. I move Kurts head carefully from my chest and he looks up at me with his big blue eyes. We look at eachother for a minute. "Bye", I say,and I walk away. I felt bad for leaving him but the place stank of marijuana. "Hey don't leave! The party is just starting!" Kurt says, turning around and looking at me with a cute puppy face.
"Sorry .. I'm just gonn..a leeave.." I say in a monotonous tone.
He shoots up from the couch and grabs my hand. "Well then I'm coming."