The Emo and the Jock (Enemies to Lovers))

Chapter 1

Tw reference to self harm and slurs. 

Crow pov)) 

I stared up at my new school. Looking around at the other students outside I quickly learned that so might be the only punk emo kid in the school. Not that that mattered to me. I just wanted one friend and I'd be ok. I tried to take in some deep breaths so I'd stop looking so nervous. Hopefully I looked cool and calm on the outside because all my insides were wriggling around inside and kept trying to make their way up to my mouth.

I fixed my backpack and walked into the school. I was immediately hit with the smell of sweat and vape. It made me want to gag but I held back and walked through the halls. I tried looking for the principal office but it was hard. I turned a corner and heard booming laughter from the middle. 

A group of jocks stood against the lockers. The nervousness hit me again. It felt like I was going to vomit but I just took in a deep breath again and tried to storm last them but. 

"Hey look its an emo fag!" One of them yelled. 

"Bark! Bark!" Another yelled. 

"Wrist check!" One chuckled. 

I whipped around to look at them. They stood in a semi circle still chuckling at their AmAZiNG jokes. I was just about to roll my eyes when someone caught my eye. 

One of the jocks was looking directly into my eyes. He was shorter then the others. He had tanned skin and long dark brown hair pulled back into a bun. He was just staring at me creepily. I was again just about to rolled my eyes and turn away to attempt to finish my quest of looking for the principal office. When one of the jocks walked over to me. He was tall only a couple inches taller then me. He had wild blond hair and a kinda crazy look in his eyes. 

"Quit staring at our star player fag." He said loudly and shot a glance back to the shorter jock who had a strange look of both rage and fear on his face but when he noticed I saw it his glaze quickly changed back to one of nothing. Just nothing. 

I was too busy thinking to reply so the tall jock took it into his own hands to shake me around. I tried to wiggle out of his grip but he held me fast. I started debating biting him to get away. 

"I think you shook him around enough Dally." Someone said I looked past the tall jock who I now knew name was Dally to see it was the shorter jock who had spoken up. Dally loosened his grip but didn't let go. 

"So are you going to do with him?" Dally asked as the school bell rang. I sighed. Now I was late. Everything sucked. 

"Im going to show him to the principle office anyway its an excuse to be skip to class." The shorter jock said as he walked over and took my arm out of Dally's grip. As I walked away with the shorter jock I could feel Dally's glare pricing through my skin. 

After we walked a good distance from the jocks I decided small talk would be ok. 

"Thanks for getting me away from him." I said looking down at the top of the jocks head. He didn't even look up at me or answer. 

"My name is Crow. But I didn't pick it out to be emo my mom did. She raises birds so wanted to name me after one." I said trying to spark something up because it seemed we'd never reach the principal office. 

"I never thought emo's would be so talkative. Would you shut up." The shorter jock huffed quickening his pace. I easily kept up with him which seemed to annoy him to. 

"If you don't like me then whyd you save my skin?" I asked with a smirk. The jock was starting to tremble with anger. 

"I only saved your fucking skin so I didn't have to go to class with Dal- its non of your business anyway I think I'm starting to regret helping you." He retorted with a sigh. 

"What sport do you play? Your a star player right? Is it football? I don't really think so. No offense but your on the shorter side. What's your name? I bet its something like Dave or something." I said playfully knowing it get a rise out of him. 

"Soccer now shut up." He snarled. His entire body was tense. It looked as if I was to even breath in his direction he'd crack. 

"I'll shut up if you tell me your name." I said with a smile. The jock looked up at me. His dark brown eyes bore into mine. 

"Its Finch."