And it will rain (boyxboy)

I awoke to the sound of my loud alarm. I rubbed my eyes and laid there for a few seconds before I smack my alarm hard to shut it off. I got up and put on my system of a down T-shirt black with silver studded skinny jeans and wrapped my black leather belts with vampire fang belt buckle around my waist. I sighed and went to the bathroom did my business brushed my hair and teeth then styled my hair in the traditional emo/skater hair over the forehead style. I put in my deep red snake bit piercings on both sides of my mouth and fixed my black hair with blue tips a bit more then grabbed my black marlin Manson jacket, keys and back pack.

I quietly walked downstairs and looked around the corner to see if my father was awake. I smiled to myself when he didn’t move and started quietly walking to the door.

“Were you going boy?” I jumped when he spoke up.

“Just to school sir.” I said looking down.

He turned around and looked me up and down then scoffed. “Fucking fairy. Get me some smokes and beer when you get home.”

“I can’t sir I spent the rest of the money on last week’s beer.” I said

He growled and glared at me. “Then suck another faggot off and have him pay you then for it I don’t care get me my beer and smokes”

“Yes sir.” I rolled my eyes not meaning for him to see. I reached for the door handle and yelped feeling an empty beer bottle hit my chin hard and break the skin. I pulled the door open and ran to my bike jumping over it and put my back pack over my shoulder then put my key in the ignition and turned it on after quickly putting on my helmet. I have always been proud of my Kawasaki Ninja ZX 14 Crotch Rocket. It’s a deep black with red skulls on both sides of the gas tank then one on top of it.

I sighed and put my mind on anything else that didn’t involve my dad. I took the long way to school and pushed down the clear eye protector on my helmet.

It took me half an hour to get to school, I parked my bike in the back of the lot and took off my helmet wincing as the dried blood on my cut as peeled off from the padding on my helmet.

I growled at myself and grabbed my rag from my back pack whenever this thing happened and put it to my chin. I walked through the crowd in the cafeteria and eating tables to my first class English history.

I walked into the dark class room 15 minutes early put the bloody rag away and sat in my usual seat in the very back and pulled my hood over my head closing my eyes to take a small nap. About 5 minutes later I heard the door open and saw the lights turn on. I looked over at the door and saw a very hot tall pale as snow man. He had black hair that reached his shoulders broad shoulders with a flat stomach and strong looking arms. He wore a deep red shirt and dark blue jeans. He looked like the perfect football dumb ass jock. I snorted to myself and shook my head.

He looked over at me and smiled walking over and taking the seat beside me. I looked over at him and raised one of my eyebrows. “Dude I don’t know if your stoned or what but I am definitely not one of the jocks you SHOULD be hanging out with.”

He frowned at me and leaned back. “what if I said that I don’t like talking to dumb jocks that only talk about tits and pussy all the time.” He replied

I looked him up and down and shrugged looking away. “I’d say I don’t believe you and to not bother me anymore. What are you doing here anyway I haven’t seen you around here this is the advanced class.”

He chuckled and looked at the front of the room. “I’ve been transferred to this class because I went too far ahead in the regular class. I’ve seen you around but you usually just keep your head down and don’t notice things.”