Evil is your sour flavour

The family trip

Soooo this is my very first fanfiction so it won't be the longest haha I hope you like it

•Twiggys pov•
*flashback*

"Dad I'm sorry I didn't mean to run late i got kept behind", he smashed a glass and ran up to me and pushed me against the wall. "Sorry isn't fucking good enough is it twiggy you've always been a burden just sitting there like a complete idiot,half the time I pray that you were dead," I starts to cry "I've had enough of this twiggy go grab your suitcase and fill it up with whatever shit you hide in your room," I looks at him confused "w-why where a-am I g-going," he slaps me hard "you're going to a Christian boarding school where you'd learn some fucking respect on how to treat people higher in power than you."

*end of flashback/the time skip of the awkward car journey *
•twiggys pov•

So I jump out of the car,grabbed my suitcases and walked towards the entrance. I opened the huge wooden door and walked upto the reception; the lady looked like an utter killjoy, I sighed at the thought of how long I was going to stay here...

I tapped on the desk and the lady ran her beady eyes over my clothes and face, she looked me dead in the eye and said "how may I help you..uh, sir or madam" i moved my dreads out of my face and said "I'm a um sir, my names twiggy and my dad called to see if there was a erm space here and there was so he uh sent me," the lady peered through her glasses and said "hm twiggy," she scanned through the computer "oh here you are," she picked something out of the draw and handed me paper "this is your dorm key,your room mate is Marilyn Manson and here is a map and a set of rules, at this boarding school you will abide by these rules or you'll have a severe punishment," stuttering, I said "uh okay I'll um go now."

I walked up a long winding stairway and across a corridor to find my door number as i unlocked it and walked in, i seen a pale boy with long dark black hair, laying across the bed topless with his hand in his trousers reading some type of magazine. I blushed at the sight of him and shut the door again, oh I forgot to mention I'm gay as fuck.
A couple of seconds later I re opened the door to see the same guy pulling a shirt on, he turned around and said "haha sorry about that nobody is usually my room mate so I do what I want" I said "it's okay I should've knocked, which is my bed and where do I put my stuff" the boy told me it was the left bed so I walked across the room and put my stuff in the big chest that was at the end of the bed then Layed down. The boy stared at me and said "my names Marilyn Manson, how about you," "my name is twiggy Ramirez," Marilyn stared at me in the eyes and muttered something, "sorry um what did you say" I said, Marilyn walked to his bed and said "nothing don't worry, I guess you're the only one like me here so we have to to stick together anyways it's 11pm I'm going to bed, night"
"Night Marilyn"
He doesn't seem to bad. I really hope we get along, hm I wonder.