Secrets

Chapter Two

Ooook this took me longer to make than I thought. I have started school, so I've been busy. It was my birthday on the 26th, too ^·^ but anyways, here's the next chapter finally

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~Mathias's POV~

I groaned as I got up. My back is sore, and I guessed that was the result of all the fights that broke out during the party last night. One involving me, Gilbert, and a few others I can't remember the names of got really nasty. I can feel some bruises, scrapes, and cuts all over my body as well. I moved to get up, but when my wrist hit the couch cushion, I winced. Seems like I sprung it. Whatever, I can deal with an angry Mr.Kingman, our school's athletics coach. I'm his best player, so he'll either let it go, or be extremely pissed.
I managed to stand up straight, and stretched. With a yawn I headed straight for the door. There's no reason for me to be here anymore, since the party is over. It seems over half the people who attended left already, the few left behind either still asleep or trying to find scattered clothing and items. My shirt was torn, and missing a couple buttons. I pouted. I wasn't missing anything important, at least.
In the next minute I had slipped my shoes and jacket on and left Alfred's house, where the party had occurred. I reached my house shortly, in about five minutes or so. I stepped out of my rundown red truck, whipping my house key out and going inside. I felt the outside chill of near-winter be replaced by the warm and cozy air of my house--wait no, not house, mansion. Pretty sick, right? One of the beautiful things that come with being rich.
My mother works as an FBI agent in America, which sadly means I don't get to see her often. My father owns Europe's number one coffee industry, Køhler's coffee. And let me tell you, it's some good coffee. We get free coffee every month, and some great money, as you may guess.
Speaking of coffee, I entered the kitchen and began brewing some. I have school tomorrow, as today is Sunday, and I'm really looking forward to it. Supposedly, in a few days on Wednesday, our school is having two new students. People say one of them, the elder brother, is absolutely gorgeous. As in, supermodel gorgeous. I can't wait to see if the rumors are true. I guess now I can say I'm Pansexual. Maybe I can finally get rid of Jessica, my current "girlfriend", and hook up with this guy. Only, I know nothing about him. Maybe, just maybe, life will get a little more interesting...

I just have to be patient.