Zacky's POV
So let me just start off and tell you my life story. I guess that will let you understand me better? Whatever.
When I was six years old my dad walked out, leaving my mom and I alone. My mother then soon got into drugs and it of course, only went down hill from there.
Last month my mom died of a drug overdose. So i guess you can say I have never been loved. Properly.
I have now been but into a foster home. I wish I could live on my own but I'm 17 and will be 18 at the end of the year.
The foster home is boring pretty much all the time. I mean I am the oldest out of all of them.
Today I was starting my senior year of high school. Let me just start off and say I am pretty antisocial. I've never had a girlfriend or boyfriend.
Yes, I say boyfriend because I am bi. Thats part of the reason I don't have many friends. You know how those dipshits are at school. Make fun and hate you because of your sexuality. Its bull shit.
When I got into school I went straight to my first period class. I just sat in the back of the class. I kept watching all the kids pile in and find their seats.
This one boy caught my eye. His hair was black and he wore ripped jeans and a baggy shirt. He looked right at me and I think my heart skipped a beat.
He had really nice brown eyes. I found it weird how I thought his eyes were really attractive. Normally I hated brown eyes. They reminded me of poop.
He smiled at me and took a seat across the class.
I needed to know his name. How will I find out though? Wait! Ill listen when the teacher calls roll. Nice plan.
The teacher introduced herself as Ms. Swanson....Swanson. Does that mean that the swan is short for swanson? The bird is actually a swanson and not a swan? People just say swan because they are lazy americans?
"And Michelle Vo?"
"Here."
SHIT! I was too busy thinking about swans I missed his name!! Oh well. I'll just find out tomorrow.
"Hey Zacky right?" Or maybe I will now. "Yes." Damn he was tall. "I'm Brian." Hmm. Brian. "Nice to meet you Brian." I said as I shook his hand. "Mind if I sit here?"
"Not at all!"
Wait wait. I just realized he was talking to me. No one ever talks to me. If they do all that comes out of their mouth is fag. Maybe he was dared or something. I saw his friends laughing before he came over. That has to be it.
"You don't have to do this."
"What are you talking about Zacky?"
"Just because your friends dared you..."
"What?! No! Zacky I came over here because I want to get to know you."
Oh my lord. My heart started beating faster as my checks started getting red.
He actually wants to talk to me. I really hope this isn't a dare. He is really good looking. I would love to be friends with him. Maybe some day more than that.
I was pulled out of my thoughts, my heart beating faster by something he asked me. I must be dreaming.
