Kellin Quinn

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Oh another lovely day in hell. The bell rang and you exited the gym and began walking down the crowded hallway to your first class.

"Watch were your going!" You heard a sarcastic voice as someone bumped into you. You looked up to see katelyne. "You watch were your going. All that makeup you cram on your face is starting to mess with your eyes." You said being shocked at yourself for standing up to her. You didnt wait for her to repsond and took off to find your locker.

You got your things and headed to your first class, math.

"Hello good morning," Mrs. Perch said to the class a little to perky, " today we are going to taking notes on square roots. Okay so every take out some notebook paper and-"

"Hello Mrs. Perch, I would like to introduce you and the class to our new student, Kellin." The principal interupted. I looked up to see a kinda short dark haird boy. He seemed kinda shy and like he hated the fact all eyes were on him.

"Well hello Kellin you can sit in the empty seat in the back." Mrs. Perch told him. And that seat just so happened to be right next to you. He walked down the row to his seat glancing at you. When he sat down and started taking notes and tyring to follow along you then examined him. He was wearing a Anthem t-shirt, black skinny jeans and Vans. His hair was draped over his eyes a bit.

By the end of class you had a whole page of notes but barely understood any of them. As you were walking out you felt your phone buzz. It was your mom.

Mom: Remember you have to see your new consular today at 4:00.

You: Yeah I know.

Mom: Ok see you later.

The rest of the day went on with the same old avoiding peopl and trying to keep up with what you were learning.
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"Mom I'm home!" You called out walking in the door. "Ok sweety there's some chips in the cabinet if your hungry were leave in about 10 minutes." You nodded your head. You weren't hungry so you walked into your room and sat your things down. You picked up a sketch you were working on and before you knew it, it was time to go.

The car ride seemed quick since you had your headphones in. You pulled up to a modern looking building with huge glass windows and double doors. You got out the car and walked in what you saw made you freeze in your tracks. You saw Kellin walking into one of the therapists rooms with a cup of coffee.

You sat down in a large comfy chair in the waiting room until you heard your name bring called. You stood up and followed the woman at the desk. Your room so happend to be the one kellin walked in. She opend the door and you walked in to see the therapist and kellin talking.

"Oh hi you must be (y/n)." She looked up at you. You noticed she looked alot like kellin. "This is my son Kellin. He will just be on his way." With that Kellin walked out.

"Okay so my name is Marry and I'll be your consular for the next few weeks. Im not your normal consular that just tells you it will get better, I acutely understand and feel free to say whatever the hell you want." You smiled and instantly seemed to like her.

After about an hour later after our session I felt so much better and that I finally found someone who understand me.

"Ok so I'll be right back I have to get your file." She spoke leaving the room.

You got out your phone and started fiddling around on instagram. You were starlted when you heard a male voice. You looked up and saw Kellin.

"Hey Im kel-" he stopped and studdied you, " your in my math class, right?"

"Yeah. Im (y/n)" you mentally pattsd your self on the back for being able to talk to him, because you thought he was adorable and your crush on him was growing by the second. He walked over and sat down next to you. You kept scrolling on instagram and like a picture posted by BMTH.

"I love that band." He said looking at your phone. You smiled.

"I know this is really personal and kinda weird to ask, but why are you here?" He asked looking into your eyes.

"A...depression and self-harm." You had told so many therapist and adults it wasn't uncomfortable to say anymore. He looked down at your arms and took yo hands.

"I don't know why someone so beautiful would do that to
themselves." You felt redness creep up to your cheeks. All could do was smile.
He leaned in and kissed your cheek. He reached over and took your phone out of your hands. Usually you would smack someone for doing that but with him you didnt care. You watched him oped your notes and write down a number.

"Call me." You nodded and smiled as he walked out.

Sorry this probaly has mistakes I was walking around the store editing this.

~cass

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