The Idiots In My Mind (boyxboy) *UNCONTINUED*

CHAPTER 3

Lunch. Finally. I could go to the spot I always ate at on the roof and hide from everyone. My anti-socialness scared me sometimes but I couldn't help but be different then everyone else. People are just so...idiotic. I hate everyone. I grabbed my paper bag that carried my lunch from my locker and headed to my secret spot. Not even the janitors went there. It was on the very top roof of the school, overlooking all of the houses and trees. It was beautiful.

   When I finally got there I sighed with relief, breathing in the cold late January air. Don't worry, I had a coat on. I opened my brown bag and started to eat my salami, lettuce and cheese sandwich. It was nice to escape from everyone and have a moment of peace where I wasn't bullied or judged by my clothes or my alleged "gayness". Heh, lets just say I'm not them most fashionable person in the world. With my baggy clothes I looked about 5 times fatter then I actually was. I'm extremely pale because the only time I ever go outside is lunch for 45 minutes and the 15 minute walk home. I refuse to get haircuts unless my dad forces me too because I'm not comfortable with paying someone to cut a piece of me off with a pair of scissors. So, my dark brown hair was pretty long, about to my shoulders. My eyes aren't the nicest color either, there a greenish brown color.

I looked around just incase anyone was up here. I know there wasn't but its still good to che-- "WHAT THE HELL?!?!?!??!!?"

"YOU!!," I pointed at the guy who was sitting at MY special area on MY roof. "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING HERE?!"

"Dude, calm down. I was just trying to find a quiet place to eat."

"LEAVE NOW OR FOREVER BE CURSED BY MY HATRED FOR YOU!"

"What the fu--"

"LEEAAAAVEEEEE!!!!!!"

"Why?"

"BECAUSE!"

"Because why?"

I'm sick of this guy. Leave before you say anything else stupid. I stood up, turned around sharply and started to leave.

"Wait," The blonde buffoon said to me.

I turned back to him, glaring. "What?" I said in a sharp, angry, not caring tone.

"You didn't answer my question, idiot."

I could feel myself losing control. I know it was stupid to get so worked up over a spot on the roof but really, it was just the only place I felt safe at. Truly safe and away from the world. AND WHO THE HELL WAS THIS NEW GUY TO TAKE MY SAFE AREA AND THEN CALL ME AN IDIOT?! I have such anger issues.

"Go to hell."

"Only if you go with me." He said with a smirk and wink.

Nnnngg...so sexy....NO AXEL! YOU ARE MAD AT THIS BITCH!

"Like that will happen." I said sarcastically.

"You never know."

"Shut up."

"What do I get for it?"

"SHUT UP."

"No."

"I hate you."

"Already?"

That's it. No more. I ran away, my face burning with fury. Why does everyone have to hate me? I have to stop automatically hating everyone I meet too. Maybe, and it kills me to say this, maybe I should...gag...attempt to make...nng friends with this new kid. I hate life.