Love Me Through it All (KidxCrona AU)

Chapter 1 - Kid

Crona. Crona? How do I describe Crona? Simply perfect. She's amazing in every which way. From the way she cowers in the corner when she gets nervous to the way her pink hair sways back and forth when she walks down the hall. I know everything about Crona. She doesn't know I exist. That's the problem. Everytime I try to talk to her my heart starts beating really fast and I get really sweaty and nervous. For the longest time I thought I was allergic to her, worst month of my life. Then Liz, one of my internet friends that lives in Nevada, explained to me that's what happens when you develop a crush. I still remember how relieved I felt when she told me that three years ago. Yup, I've had a crush on Crona ever since she moved to our school in sixth grade. Oh, by the way my name is Death The Kid, people call me Kid for short. I am a freshman at the New York Academy, and I have the biggest crush on the oh so perfect, Crona Makenshi Gorgon.

It was the morning after Labor Day, my first day of high school was today. I've heard so many rumors and watch so many movies that proves that how drama filled high school is. I am not one to know if those rumors or true or not, and part of me doesn't want to find out. Although, part of me finds it as a new adventure that I want to conquer.

I finish combing my hair and put my brush down. My hair...now that's a subject of its own. For some reason I have three white stripes on the left side of my hair, but not the right. It really, really really, really, bothers me. I mean, all I want to do is fit in and me normal in high school, but I have these weird stripes in my hair that everyone notices. When I said people call me Kid for short earlier, I lied. People call me stripy or stripes. It's annoying and I have no friends because of it. Everyone thinks I'm this emo kid who purposely dyed stripes in my hair to get attention. No. I was born with these stupid asymmetrical stripes. I don't even know how. And I just ugh! You know what, I'm not gonna get Into it. I'm just going to let it go...for now.

As I was saying, I finish combing my (disgusting) hair and put my brush down. I log off my computer that I message Liz on all the time, grab my backpack and get out of my house and start walking to school. I would bike there, but I traded my bike in for a computer...and a phone. It's the only way I can learn more about Crona. I follow her on Facebook, Instagram, Twitter, Snapchat, Kik, Tumblr, am I missing anything? Oh, Wattpad too. She barely ever posts anything, but her friends pressured her into getting all this social media. I might as well take advantage of that, right? I'm not a stalker. I'm really not. Really...

"Yo Stripes!"

I look up to see who was calling my "name" and realize I'm already at school. Great...

"What?"

"Oh, I just wanted to welcome you back to hell. It's gonna be just like last year, maybe a little worse."

"Whatever," I reply trying not to show I actually cared.

"Don't whatever me, Stripes." I heard giggles surrounding me and tried to ignore them.

"You know what?" I picked my head up and looked my bully straight in the eye. "Go screw yourself. I've had enough of your crap. I'm not dealing with it again this year." And with that I walked away like a boss.

Did I really just do that?! I had no clue I had that in me. I looked behind me to see the crowd of people who were surrounding us. Did Crona see that?! Nope. Dang...That could've been the perfect time to impress her. Man, at least I may have gotten that jerk of my case. He's a typical rich and popular dude that has no life so he picks on people of my kind. I may have stood up for my entire race! I looked behind me once more to see Wes cornering a geeky kid with glasses. Nevermind...

I walked inside the school, pulled out my schedule I got in the mail and headed straight for my first hour class. Also known as homeroom. It took me a couple minutes but I eventually found the classroom and walked inside.