Steal some wine, join the choir

14 days - August 31st - 2016

Mischa left the principals office, rolling his eyes as he closed the door behind him.

He had been caught stealing three boxes of communion wine, and in result, he was forced to join his schools stupid choir, starting tomorrow.

He sings, yeah, but not ever since Talia broke up with him. She was the reason he kept going, pursuing his rapping dreams. Just for her to dump him for some loser, lame ass, "better" guy who goes to her school.

He's been trying to not think about it too often, but he's constantly reminded of her everywhere he looks, anything and everything reminds him of her. It's painful to say the least.

He just hopes that this stupid choir will get her off his mind for once. Hell, maybe he'll make a friend or something. He highly doubted it but it was good to hope, right?

While he was lost in his thoughts, on his way to leave the school, he bumped into someone.

"Hey- watch it!" He yelled at the kid he ran into.

He looked down to see the stupid kid he ran into. It was a boy, with black hair, and he was fairly average hight, a bit shorter than Mischa, but also kinda pale. Mischa just scoffed and rolled his eyes.

"You watch it." The boy spat back before walking past him.

Mischa raised an eyebrow, mouth slightly agape. He can't recall a single time someone has talked back to him. That was new..

But regardless, he watched the boy as he walked away.

As the boy turned the corner, Mischa went back to walking back to the entrance of the school, thinking to himself.

He's obviously seen that boy before, they were both seniors, but for some reason, Mischa couldn't think of his name for the life of him. And that pissed him off big time.

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As Noel walked away after bumping into the older guy, he was just wondering, wondering who that boy was. He shared a few classes with him, but have no idea what his name was.

His hair was dark brown, curlyish, and he had this tooth gap..but he also had this mean persona, but also this reallyyy thick accent of some kind.

As Noel walked into the choir room, Ocean noticed his expression.

"Whats up with you?" She asked as she walked up to him, raising an eyebrow.

"None of your business." Noel rolled his eyes, putting his backpack down.

Ocean just rolled her eyes and walked away, mumbling something under her breath.

Noel stared at her back as she walked away before looking down at the floor. He was tired. He just wanted to go home and sleep.

Granted Ocean would kick his ass if he skipped rehearsal without any excuse, so he just sighed and made his way to the risers, hoping this would be over in no time.

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Mischa got into his car. It was a brand new. Quite a good car. Because in his adoptive parents logic, the better the car, he'll use it a lot more, and they'll see him at lot less.

His biological mother had died of prolonged exposure of Uranium. So he was put up for adoption, but his mother had forged his birth certificate to make him seem as if he was a toddler. And when his new parents got him. They where confused, and upset. But regardless, they kept him for whatever reason, throwing him in the basement.

Why they kept him was a mystery to Mischa. But at least he has somewhere to live.

After a while of spacing out he eventually starts his car, exiting the school parking lot, blaring his music incredibly loud, so loud people driving past him roll down their windows just to yell at him to turn it down.

Did he listen? Absolutely not. If anything, he turned it up even more.

He was probably gonna end up deaf by 25 if he doesn't die before then, that is. Who knows, maybe some freak accident will happen.

Eventually, after about an hour of just driving around, he pulled up into the driveway of his house, putting it in park.

"Great.." He mumbled, getting out of his car to see his adoptive parents are home.

Just as he was about to go inside, he noticed a car pull up into the house across the street from him.

He never sees anyone leaving or entering that house. He was curious. So he watched, waiting for them to exit their vehicle.

And sooner or later they did.

Mischa slightly raised an eyebrow. The person who lived right across from him was-..

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A/N: IM SO SORRY RHIS IS SO SHORT!!! TGE OTHER CHAPTERS WILL B SM LONGER I PROMISE!! I LOVE YOU ALL SO MUCH AND IM SO SORRY IT TOOK ME SO LONG TO GET THIS OUT FOR YOU GUYS. also i accidentally deleted the first story so i had to redo it so sorry for my previous readers..!

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