Alone // Jacky Vincent & Ryan Seaman

Chapter 1

I couldn't stop thinking about him if I tried. His soft brown eyes, his long black hair. Most of all, his voice. It's stuck in my head all day. Maybe if I wasn't so fucking shy I could tell him..No. There's no way someone like him would ever like someone like me. Besides, the rest of my friends would just see me differently. I pushed food around on my plate, looking down. I knew if I made eye contact with him, I'd stare. It's hard not to.

"Jacky?JACKY!?" Derek yelled across the lunch table to catch my attention.

"Huh?" I shot my head up to him and the rest of the table giving me a weird look.

"You okay buddy?" He asked me worriedly.

"I'm fine." I tried to keep my head down, realizing Ryan was sitting right next to me.

"You sure?" Ronnie asked. "You seem a little..off..lately.." I shrugged and stood up. It wasn't just Ryan that was making me seem 'off' as Ronnie puts it. Have they ever thought that maybe It's the fact that my inspiration was gone? My influence to do what I do? To play guitar..was..gone? My dad died almost a year ago, but, I haven't been the same since then. I have to be strong for my mum. I felt a tear slip down my face and wiped it away quickly. I walked to my locker and started putting in my combination, when I heard a familiar voice echoing down the hall.

"Hey, look, It's the fag!" James laughed out. I could hear his footsteps getting closer. I slammed my locker shut and started for my next class.

"Where ya goin' Vincent?" He stood over me, smiling devilishly. I took a breath and tried to walk past him. He pushed me back, causing my books to spread over the floor.

"You two get to class!" A teacher shouted through the door to a classroom. Yeah, because that's really gonna keep me from being shoved into a locker for the 4th time this year. I don't know how they manage to fit me in there. I have relatively longs legs. One time, he somehow got me and Mika in the same one. He laughed and ran off to his class. I slowly got up and gathered my books. By the time I got to class, I was a half hour late. I walked in slowly and shut the door quietly behind me, trying not to draw attention to myself.

"Mr. Vincent! Late again.." Mr. Smith, My science teacher, wrote something down on a clipboard. "Get in your group." We were working on some sort of chemical experiment. I really don't pay attention in class. I set my books down at a table with a bitch, a kid I think I've talked to once and Ryan. I only have class with Ryan because I'm somehow really advanced in science. Yeah..uh..maybe I should have mentioned Ryan's a bit older than me. I'm 16 and he's 18.. This is another reason he'll never like me. I'm just that kid that has way too many piercings for his age.

"Where the fuck were you?!" Ryan whispered to me.

"I'll tell you later." I didn't want to tell him what happened because then he'd worry and tell Ronnie and Ronnie would try to kick someone's ass. We don't need all of that. I pretended to know what I was doing and pour some unknown green liquid into a cup.

"You still coming over after school?" He asked while walking by me. I thought for a second. It would be a lot harder to act normal around him now. But, how could I pass up an opportunity to hang out with him? I smiled and nodded.

"Hey, do you two wanna stop flirting and help with the project?" The blonde bitch snapped, staring at me disgustedly. I gave her the same look back and Ryan giggled. Damn that laugh.

"Who's Jacky flirting with?" Mika put his head between Ryan and I.

"Shut the fuck up Mika!" Ryan yelled at him, pushing him away. Mika pushed him back and they basically just started wrestling in the middle of class. Thank god Mr. Smith was getting coffee. That fat ass.