Classified love

Chapter one

The start begins now

Hey there!!!!!!
Must be wondering what got me cheerful, well....nothing actually, my best freind kinda left my life in a harsh way, so did my only love, then i got the whole adopted thing, and of course i was changed from school, only got two freinds, there fighting, i reseaved nudes from said freind, and well, im kinda just having random heart aches, but who cares right?
Got to live life liking the nice things.

If bad shit didn't happen i could never appreciate the good things, and wouldn't be able to face the bad ones.

So, enough about me, go on, read my little poisoned apples, read!!!

And yes, telling by my name, im a guy, im not gay.

Or am i a guy, am i gay?

Guess you'll never know though, just keep reading.

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Breath in, breath out, breath in breath out.

My mind was focused on one thing and one thing only. And that unlucky thing was a science fair project. Yes, it was that time where students fought over ideas in school, well atleast mines.

You see, each student gets lots of credit if the idea is good, and you see, the problem is that, people always forget that if the idea doesn't work, your screwed.

And im your typical girl, as in i stay quit at all cost, dont talk to any body, am hated by girls because, apparentlly, im playing hard to get, and guys like that, they like that alot.

   So you must imagine when Brettny Salimore, a girl, the most popular girl at that! Spoke to me last friday afternoon.

Yes, i must say that i was excited, i never thought that some one, a girl, would want to even speak to me.

And me being, well, dumb, clumsy, and oblibiviouse to EVERYTHING, didn't count the part where this could be a deleted scene in mean girls.

Never did i even consider that she would harrass or bully me into coming up with her science project. Whats the harm done u say?

Well, after i gracefully was rude back, as in telling her a time machine sounded good and easy, she left me to go harrass another "nerd" to actaully do it.

And after finding it was statiticly impossible, she came back to me and said, "Thought u were smart enough to out smart me (yes) well guess what, just for that, you have the privledge to do it now, i want on monday".

So here i am, in my small room, on a fridat night, with a camera infront of me and a kick ass project.

Okay, im not a nerd, or even a smart person at that, my averge would be a -B to say the least, so you would think i was suprised when i noticed it shaking and a little black smoke tornadow heading towards my ceilíng and turning into a lightning stormesh white thing leaving marks all over my ceiling.

Luckily my mom was on a date right now, and wasn't home to see a complete stranger stradlling me, or more likely passing out on me, appearing out of my half ass machicine.

Yeah, a boy, more like man, i swear he was so built that he was smoken, LITERALLY, he had smoke coming off his body.

I quickly threw and pushed him off me and checked if he was dead.

He was freacking hott!!!!

Both ways, he had a handsome face with short black hair.

Omfg, i brought back a guy from- i went and checked the scale where it shows the year- HOLY SHIT I BROUGHT BACK A HOTT GUY FROM 1738!!!!

-Meow