Frozen inside (Kellic)

chapter 9

Kellins pov--

school~

I felt awkward approaching the door to a band class. I hate band, I hate singing, I hate artsy things. I'm only doing this because I have to and so therefore I don't have to enjoy any thing.

I open the door and watch as all eyes lie amongst me, well this is goin to be great, I'm filled with a class of wannabes, not that I'm bothered by it but..What if my reputation gets wrecked talking to Edward Cullen over there who won't stop staring me down.

I mean, why should I even bother talking to him? He was such a bitch to me at that concert just BECUASE of some funnel cake, like honestly bitch try and fight me I'm still with my crew and we're flexing so back the fuck up and stop being so mean to me.

Damn.

The teacher then gives me a welcoming smile, her brown hair sits at her ears, not to mention her bangs, "you must be new to this class, you can call me Ms. Bryer, you will be sitting next  Vic over there, and he'll fill you up on today." She tells me.

But I sigh in confusion, "who's Vic?" I say, I know I heard his name somewhere, and I remember meeting him, but I just can't match his face with anybody's face in the classroom.

She then motions me to him and I then nod, oh yeah! I remember him. I then walk over to Vic, but he looks different today.

He has his hair tied up, which is strange because I usually always see him with a beanie on. He wears a dark jacket with black Jeans and a shirt from the band 'my chemical romance' his eyes have rims of black around them.

"are....you wearing eyeliner?"I ask Vic, taking out my binder and setting it beside him.

"Yeah, why?"

OHkay... I shrug, "um...nevermind." I say, "so..What are we doing?"

He shrugs.

Is he serious? What did I ever do to him???

"Look man, I don't know why you're being so rude, care to reason?" am I ugly? do I smell bad?

"No," he tells me reluctantly, "it's just...you've always seen me as invisible" he confessed, a  He dropped his pencil and stared at me.

I was caught of guard, "what?"

He tolls his eyes, "fifth grade? middle school?"

I shake my head, what is he talking about? "I'm sorry..?"

"It's whatever." He mumbled, writing on a piece of paper.

But I interrupt him again, "okay, Vic. I'm sorry for not noticing you these past years? I truly am sorry but I just...I don't really remember." I say, as I touched his arm.

He flinched a bit, at the action, "what's wrong?" I asked him, as I pull away, gazing into his lost eyes.

He shake  his head, "n-nothing."

"Vic, please, tell me what you're  thinking."

He then bit his lip, "Well...Why did you do that to Tony?" he asks me, "you and, Jack, Justin, Gabe and Jaime...Why?"

I shrug, I get it now, that was his friend. Of course he's being a dick to me, I'd disrespected him and Tony. I sigh, "it was really just a prank-"

"But it had to be the gender fluid kid, huh?"

I rest my hand to my temple, "Look, I'm not sure what that means but I'm truly sorry,  Vic. I had no idea." I say, and for once, he looks at me with understanding  eyes.

"you know, maybe we can be friends-"

"No I'm fine." He says, cutting me off.

I cross my arms, confused, "okay and whys that?" I mean I could guess, but I don't see why we can't just hang out, he seems like a really cool person and he's kind of cute-WAIT. No I mean, he's just really mysterious and from what I see he can obviously play the guitar.

He then blinks his long, dark, eyelashes, "you're popular, I'm not."

"Oh come on-"

"You didn't even know who I was until I pointed it out."

There was a moment of silence, "the fair." I say.

"what-"

"we're going to go to the fair tomorrow night, so I can prove to you I'm not a terrible person." I say to Vic, and I'm serious. I hate it when people hate me. I'm not a bad guy, and I want to show Vic that, he's different, and I want to know him.

"I-I can't go tomorrow-"

"Then what about today?" I tell him, as I crossed my arms gazing into the clock, when is it lunch? This conversation didn't go as planned.

"Fine" is what he says to me after a while.