Influenced (A Keveridge fanfiction) *EDITING*

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(Kiers POV)
I slammed the car door when I finally reached the school gate, sighing in annoyance that I had to be here. School to me was completely unnecessary, I never learned, and I probably never would. That was just me and my stubborn nature, I suppose.

"Don't get into any more trouble, Kier. I'm sick to death of talking to your teachers!" my mum called from inside the car.

I simply rolled my eyes, ignoring her (quite overdramatic) comment. She knew full well that I'd get into some sort of trouble, I always did. I blamed the teachers for always picking on me, but I always got told that I was just a nuisance. My mum had always tried to find me a group of "nice" friends, so I could hopefully be influenced in the right direction, but she only found one, and that was my best friend, Laurence Beveridge. He was the stereotypically good kid, always answering questions, but kept himself to himself. It seriously surprised me how someone like him could end up with someone like me.

Speaking of, I saw my timid friend waiting for me by the gate, and he instantly smiled when he saw me.

"Hi Laurence!" I shouted, hurrying over to my friend.

Laurence smiled, and waved. "Hey, Kier." He muttered.

See, he was always quiet.

"Time to go to hell, I guess." I pointed to the school building, and Laurence gave me a shocked expression.

"Kier, don't say that about the school!" Laurence whined, pouting down at me.

I chuckled at my ebony haired friend as we started walking into the building.

Laurence had a frown on his face the whole journey.

"God, Laur, I was only joking!"

"You know how much I hate it when you comment things like that..." Laurence muttered, pouting. I could see him giggling underneath, however, as he was smirking all the same.

"Well, I'm sorry, but you know how much I hate school altogether."

Laurence nodded in agreement, giggling quietly. It was true, I absolutely hated coming here. The boring lessons, the snobby kids that gave us dirty looks because we were somehow "different". Just because me and Laurence were slightly emo, everybody had to make a big song and dance about it. That got on my nerves.

We waited patiently outside our first lesson; English. In my eyes, it was one of the worst subjects in the world, but it was Laurence's favourite. He'd always been into all the reading an writing, so I could see why for him. All I thought of it was reading pointless books and writing rambly paragraphs that the teachers would never read thoroughly. Thankfully, me and Laurence sat together, so he could give me any answers I needed. I knew I was using him a little bit, but he never seemed to mind showing off his knowledge.

When we were finally let in, I trudged over to my seat, slumped down and threw my backpack on the table. Laurence sat comfortably in his chair and made sure to tuck it in, then placed his bag beside him on the floor. He smiled as the teacher walked through the class, but all I did was groan.

"Kier, don't be rude!" Laurence whispered.

"I hate English..." was all I could mutter, rolling my eyes.

"That doesn't give you a right to be rude."

I rolled my eyes once again at Laurence, sometimes he could be so frustrating with the way he saw things. As much as I loved him, he could be the most annoying person when it came to things he "loved". I already knew by this point that it was going to be a long hour, and an even longer day.

(Laurence's POV)
I watched as Kier rolled his eyes at my comment, and honestly, it did make me feel slightly hurt. I didn't think it was right of him to act this way, what exactly made him think this way? I loved coming to school, learning new things could be pretty fun. Kier always told me it was a waste of time, and pointless coming as the teachers "never listened". I completely disagreed, the teachers always seemed to listen to me. I admit, Kier can be a little arrogant at times, but he was still the only friend I had, and I wouldn't have him any other way. My parents always tell me to stay clear of Kier and that education should come first, but they don't understand how hard it is to make friends, especially when you're classed as a nerd, like me. I knew they were right, but I loved having Kier as a friend. In all honest, I had no idea how someone as outgoing as Kier would want to hang out with me, probably the biggest twat in the school. However, he was someone I could look up to, and I hoped that he could influence me one day.

(A/N: So this is just really a little "introduction" to the characters, as most first chapters are, I suppose. It'll get more interesting as the story goes on! Thanks for reading so far! ^v^ -Chloe x)