Mermaids and Men [mlm]

1. Terremouth Island

'Here we are,' a young man with dark, shaggy hair thought to himself as he walked through the doors and into his new high school. After leaving England a few years ago and then traveling around the US a lot, Nicholas Fraiser was now entering a whole new world that is known as... Whale Coast High School.

Nicholas, better known as Nicki, was only eighteen and was starting his senior year in a brand-new place. The school year had already started, but Nicki wasn't able to move to this place in time for the beginning of his senior year. He was just now getting here, but only a couple of days later. Nicki typically wasn't the good kind of guy around school; he loved to cause problems and be a total menace to cover up the fact that he's actually very smart, and quite good when it comes to classes and tests. Of course, that was something he preferred to keep just between him and his teachers. It's not that he was a bad guy-- he just had a bit of a rebellious streak. He was the type that loved to have fun and wouldn't let anything get in the way of that, or get in the way of him expressing himself and his outgoing, jokester of a personality. Of course, having such a jokester, prankster-type mindset has gotten him into quite a few fights. It definitely got to his parents, who just want him to act right and set a good example as the second oldest Fraiser child.

It was pretty noticeable that Nicki hated how much his parents compared him to his older brother, and always pushed him to not give a bad rep to their family name. His older brother Joseph was a famous actor and had risen to fame as a child star. To their parents, Joseph was the golden child. Nicki's behavior had him tossed aside within his family, but he feels he doesn't have to be a famous actor to be cool. He thinks of himself as a pretty cool guy-- it's not like his older brother could play guitar or draw like a badass, after all.

Nicki thought he was pretty damn awesome and didn't care if that was being a little too cocky.

It still kind of sucked, though, that his parents practically ignored him and praised his two younger sisters, as well as his older brother. He sometimes felt like he was the oddball in the family-- the one who was the "screw-up," as people would call him. That was probably why he acted out so much and made a mess of things, because of the lack of attention or praise he got from his parents. However, it did not matter to him. His outgoing, fun personality remained the same, and he always seemed to have a positive outlook on stuff no matter how depressing or sad things got in his life. Growing up with a very popular older brother, and then having two other siblings outshine him made him feel like he had to try even harder to make things around him fun and exciting. If he couldn't have a happy, stable relationship with anyone in his family, he was at least going to continue doing the things that made him happy, no matter how it would affect them.

Nicki located his locker and swung it open, pushing his soft, voluminous hair aside before taking out a few items from his backpack, making sure to only bring along what was necessary for his upcoming class.

"Fresh meat!" a buff dude in a varsity jacket yelled, slamming his shoulder into Nicki's back, causing the boy to hit his locker and scowl. Nicki closed his locker door and turned around, rubbing the back of his head with a grin. "Damn, I must be fine as hell to undergo such kinky brutality! Not saying I didn't enjoy that; I've always liked it a little rough," he teased, the small group of guys immediately stopping in place and turning to face the new guy. "The fuck did you just say?" one of them snapped. Nicki laughed a little and began putting the books he needed into his bag. "I'm saying... That if you want to go down on me, gentlemen, you are more than welcome to. I've been told I'm pretty big, so I hope you can take it!" he rephrased with a laugh, an evil glare twinkling in his eyes.

That made them angry, but the one in the middle seemed a bit more pissed off, though not by much. They were all still equally pretty peeved, Nicki could see, though maybe that was just the sort of reaction Nicki was hoping for. The individual positioned in the middle advanced towards Nicki, their brows furrowed and a fierce scowl etched on their face, fists clenched tightly, and prepared to deliver a blow. "You calling us fucking fags!?" he snapped in a harsh tone. Nicki held his hands up in mock surrender and smiled innocently. "Where I'm from, some people use that word talking about cigarettes, but... Here, using it as a derogatory term is a bit harsh. I don't quite fancy that word. But hey, if you are one, man, that's fine be me! Don't be ashamed of it--"