[hi if you're reading this....thank you. I need to get a cover for this story but i just need time sorry but rn just enjoy plz]
Blanes pov:
hi I'm Blane, not much to say...I don't talk much and try my best not to think. Anyways I don't have many friends, or any, considering no one notices I quite like it that way. And I'd like it to stay like that. I'm heading to history class to study for finals, the exams are in a week and I need to make sure I get them right because it can make up for my attendance last week, I sleep a lot and tend to not go. I don't really like school but hey no one does. I just don't find the use in going since my no attention and no friends situation.
As I'm turning the corner to head for the door to my class I bump into someone, ugh I hate interacting with people I don't know. This girl dropped her pencil case and all her pens and pencils fall out, oh my gosh do I have to help? "sorry" was all I said kneeling down to help her, more likely whispered since I don't use my voice often. " oh no you don't have to, I was just zoned out is all" she said in a muttering but kind voice. I looked up to hand her, her stuff and she gently took it and I got up. I was going to head to class but she stopped me by saying " thank you, what's your name?"
"Blane" I said plainly getting tired, "oh...are you the kid that sits in the back of the class?" jeez no need to make it sound bad, I like it there, I usually pretend I'm working and then sleep until class is over. "uh, yea" was all that came out and I walked off not seeing where this conversation was going. As I sat down I thought about the girl, her eyes were a dark blue with a mix of brown, they were pretty. I got caught up in my thoughts when I realized I walked out of that conversation without asking for her name, stupid and rude, but definitely something I'd do. But the girl, she was wearing a dark red flannel with black pants and doc martens, she also has short light dyed hair, making it look white almost.
She was pretty.
then BANG the door busts open and in walks the class clown having a tantrum, gosh did he have to interupt my thoughts? And what is this 6th grade? slamming doors and throwing desks was over a long time ago. I roll my eyes and start studying, gosh high school sucks. No one cares that they might be bullying someone with problems and think school is a joke, but honestly I'm just tired of it and ready for it to be over.
As I'm studying the teacher says were allowed to listen to music without distractions, huh thank you. I turn to get my headphones and phone out of my backpack and play "dumb" by nirvana, my favorite rock band. I hate that people mix rock with metal its so annoying, I start studying, and listen to the lyrics.
"I'm not them, I can pretend. The suns gone, and I have a light. The day is done, and I'm having fun. I think I'm dumb."
I start tapping my foot and put on my hood because I like it that way. The sound of the class drowns out as I turn up the volume and study. then, that girl walks in the class and sits down, I look up for a minute and notice she's studying too. She is pretty.
"Maybe just happy, think I'm just happy, Think I'm just happy. My heart is broke, but I have some glue. Help me inhale, and mend it with you."
My song gets paused as the teacher says she will be out of class for a few minutes. So as I search for my song again, I get a tap on my shoulder. " you like Kurt Cobain huh?" I hear as I'm turning around. Its that girl, grinning down at my phone seeing that my whole playlist is just RHCP, guns N roses, Motley Crue, and Nirvana. I shut my phone off and look up "yea. so?" I say. "nonono I didn't mean it in a rude way, I think its cool that you like rock and not hard core metal." she says also mentioning the fact that I wear black and white, Oh my gosh I'm not "emo" I'm comfy. "uhh Thanks I guess...what's your name? I never asked." I say getting that I was rude earlier. "Charlie. Charlie Manor" she says kindly. "mind if I sit?" Charlie says pointing to the seat next to me.
"sure" is all I say before going back to studying, I noticed that she was reading a book instead of studying, but didn't say anything, I un paused my song and focused.
"we'll float around, and hang out on clouds, then we'll come down, and have a hangover."
[so this if my first chapter! I really hope anyone reading likes it and I put my best effort into this especially since this is my first original story. But yea hope you liked ittt!]
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RomanceBlane, an introvert who doesn't talk much, loves 80s and 90s rock and soon gets depressed in senior year, meets Charlie, A book nerd with problems of her own who only notices Blane at the end of high school. If she finds interest in Blane and Blane...