When I was at the school, I went straight to my first hour. My first hour is art.
I'm not going to brag but I think I'm really good at art.
When I got there, there was that same guy that was at the bus stop. I think his name is tomoé? Yea it tomoé. I walked to the back table and took out my notebook and a few pencils. When I looked up from my bag I say my notebook was not there.
" what. Where is my notebook?" I asked myself.
" oh your looking for this?" Ask tomoé.
" HEY give that back?!" I yelled/ asked.
He started to look though it. And stopped at a page that had a black stinker on it. Oh no. Oh god no. Oh mother of heck no.
" Um what even is this?" He turned it around and pointed to the unfinished drawing.
" none of your business." I snorted.
" ok whatever. Her you go." Tomoé then handed the notebook back to me. " you got some really cool drawings in there." He added. I just nodded.
Tomoé he looks familiar to me, but don't know how though. He has white hair that goes down to just half way down his ear, looks about 6.5 feet tall and his face was a little longer then most guys here. He has light blue eyes and a necklace with the same color rock on it. He's wearing the school uniform. But where have I seen him before? Dang!
I realize I was staring and looked down. " sorry ." I mumbled.
" hey it's ok I get a lot of people looking at me all the time."
Ok he is one of those type of people. By one of those I mean the kind that think there all that. Great. Just what this school needed. Note the sarcasm.
Just then the bell rang and everyone else came flying in. The teacher took attends and started class. " ok everyone we have a new student. Come on up mr. Johnson."
"Ok" tomoé walked up and bowed" hi I'm tomoé Johnson it's very nice to meet all of you!" Then he went back to his seat next to yuki.
" ok. Now class your projects are due in two days. Tomoé you can just partner up with ah... Hikaru. Hikaru Can you share your project?" " sure why not... Butt" I mumbled the last part.
"Ok good. Tomoé you may move to sit in the back with Hikaru. Now you may continue working"
When he sat next to me I turned to the same page that he asked about.
"Ok so here's what I have on the project." I showed him the drawing." My topic was feelings and I have things that can mean some of The main emotions we feel everyday. "
He just nodded his head. " ok so what does the fire mean?" "Oh it means the burning passion we feel for some one Aka love to put it simply." "Oh ok cool."
We started saying some ideas and adding them.
"Are we going to color it?" "Uh yea sure. I just want to get a good grade." "Ok good. Should we meet at your house or mine?" " uh depends if you're willing to deal with a lot of kids. " " maybe we should just go to my house." " yes please" I didn't mean to make it sound so desperate.
The bell rang and I was off to my next class. Math. I hate math to no fucking end. And guess what! He was in there too!
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The day I died (on hold)
Romance"And then is the story about my life and how it feels like it ended" Hi my name is hikaru corasocé, I live in Tokyo Japan but In the Suburbs. And this is the story about my life and how I died. To make a long story short I lost my family and my only...
