Marcos POV
A new beginning is just what I'm going to need. Some pack broke out a few months ago, causing a pretty bad break out. My pack had to flee due to short of members, so we moved to get back some old K9s. It's around November and the house is pretty chilly at night, I start brushing out my curly hair and watch it drape over my shoulders in the mirror. After I brush my teeth and clean my face, I take one last look at how my hair falls over my tan skin, then move a strand out of my face then head to put on the uniform.
The school I've been in rolled in is one of the tops, straight A's various things like that. I'm in the evening classes due to my late entry in the year. I throw on the blazer, dress shirt, Tie and dress pants, then slip on the ridiculous shoes to go with it. I head down stairs then outside to start my run to get there, when I see Ma walk outside, ears slightly turned to the sides due to the cold. "Marcos, hun. Are you really going to run the 50km to get there?" She states, sounding slightly concerned.
"Gotta keep the abs in check somehow ma." I grin back. She throws the car keys at me. " take the car. Whole point is to look human and hide your ears." She adds. As she turns her back to me and heads back in the house. And I hear her yell a last " don't be stupid" as she closes the door. I roll my eyes as I unlock the door and hide my ears.
-time skip-
I pull in to this huge high school in the middle of nowhere,even with the moon lit sky's and bright lights it still looks pitch black. I got out of the car and slammed the door shut, I looked around only to relize the rest of these so called veichles looked like they were from the 80's. I walked up to the dungeon like doors and pushed them open only to be greeted with what looked like people switching classes. Was I late? No. This was the exact time they told me to be here. 9pm. Weird. The whole building smelt of rust, and dust. I took a step forward, ready to look for the principals office. When I locked eyes with a boy, his skin pale and his eyes a piercing black, his hair wad jelled back into a pony tail over his shoulder length hair. I swear he moved faster then the rest, and I smelt something, something, weird. Not even a second later time came back and everything resumed. I was no longer in that pause of a time frame. There was something about it. I missed those few seconds as soon as they left. I shook my head and continued walking, I pushed my way threw some people until I found a flight of stairs, which looked like they led to another floor. I walked up the stairs to find a large open area with a bunch of door with signs above them. I looked at each one until I read 'office' ah, there it is.
I walked forward towards the door and knocked, while I waited for a response I realized this floor is nothing like the other, it's empty with huge windows, curtains pulled open. I got caught up in looking at the easy 12 foot windows as I heard the door open. I turned my head to be greated by a guy who looked to be dressed up in midevil guard wear. I nodded at him. "Can uh, I go in..?" I smile sheepishly. And he just stands there. " come in." I snap my head to look ahead of me. To see a tall, slim older man, with short black hair and a mustache staring at me. "Well. Are you coming in?" He stares sternly at me. I nod quickly and walk in.
"You must be Marcos Dolph ?" I walk in as the guard guy closes the door. "Yeah, that's me." I rub nape of my neck. "Great, Uniform fits i See. What are you here for." He asks more of a statement then a question. " I'm looking for my classes. It almost looks like I'm late?" I take my arm down, making some sort of hand gestures. "Ah, no, you're not late. We had you come at this time right after evening classes get in. Their heading to their classes you see. As for your schedule and locker number." He reaches his hand out with a folded paper. He looks up at me signaling to take it, I reach for it and bow. "Thank you." I stand. "We'll see you later, Mr. Dolph.."
Once I get out of the doors I unfold the paper. 416 is my locker, high numbers I guess? I start reading over the paper checking what class I have first. History.. "So you're the new kid!" I turn my head to see a blonde haired girl beaming at me. "Um, hi? Can I help you?" I question. Sue lifts her arms in the air above her head, her skirt bouncing. " I'm Natalia! You must be Marcos?" Her smile seems to get bigger with every word. "Yeah! How'd you know?" I give her a small smirk. "Everyone's been talking about your arrival." She gets closer and puts her hand up to her mouth. " apparently some hot new boy, that can pull off long hair." She whispers, then backs away and pulls her arms behind her. I give her a look full of concern. And she smiles back.
"That's...Nice?" My. Eyes dart back to my page. "Oooh! Yeah. I should probably help you find your class. What do ya got?" She peers over my shoulder at my page. "History?" I look at her as she studies my page. "Oh! You have most of the classes I have! I'll show you to history. Mr. Umbro is super cool." She grabs my hand and starts dragging me towards the stairs. "Oh. Okay?".
We push threw plenty of people until we reach a pair of huge doors, that I read 'history ' on a sign beside them. Natalia drops my hand and pushes open the giant doors, entering the class. The class is around half full, everyone seems to be mingling with each other, some come and say hi to Natalia. "Who's the pretty boy you have here?" A ginger haired girl questions. Then I hear a brunette boy from the back shout "Got another one hey Nat?" he snickers.
Natalia turns and shoots him a dirty look. She turns back to the ginger. "Egan! This is Marcos. The new boy."she points behind her, towards me.
Giving a calm smile I wave. "Hey." She waves back, "I'm Finnegan! You can call me Egan though. Nice to meet you."
"Nice to meet you too."
And with that class starts. I take a seat next to Natalia, in front of the boy that was yelling at her, I later learned his name was Leon. And she was right, Mr. Umbro is pretty chill, we also decided we would meet Egan for lunch after music in the cafeteria. After class had ended, Natalia and Egan dragged me too the front door of my 'music' class. We part with Egan as she goes next door to a type of Biology class. I sit in a desk on the right side and a row or two back from me on the left is that boy I saw earlier.
Class passed pretty quickly, all about music from the early 1900's Which that boy seemed really good at. He was quiet and I didn't hear his name be said either by him or another, he was reserved and kept too himself. No one paid attention to him, like he was invisible... I had decided I would ask Natalia who he was when we got out of class. The bell rang and the teacher dismissed us and when we got out of the door I noticed I didn't see the boy, I must have been standing there for a minute cause Natalia tapped me on the shoulder. "Hi! How are you liking it so far?" She smiles as we start walking to the cafeteria. "It's good, and mind if I ask you something?" I turn to her."what's up?"
"You know that boy with the midnight shoulder length hair?" I gesture towards my shoulders. "In our music class and was towards the back?"
"Hair jelled back into a pony tail, pale and super Emo?" She questions. "Yeah. Him" I nod. " sits behind that girl with the white hair?" He raises her brow in a expression I can't read. " Yeah." I smile a little wider.
"Oh, That's Vesper."
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