The Greatest Story Ever Told [boyxboy]

Welcome To My Life, People. (New Version)

[A/N: This is the edited version of this chapter. I realized while reading so many books, I really did a bad chapters. But the story is the same in the old one though I'll change the plot a little bit. So enjoy.]

"Go to hell you fag!"

"You don't deserve to live on earth!"

"Sky is a fag. Sky is a fag. Sky is a fag!"

"D*ck sucker!"

"Go die! We don't need you here!"

"Hey fag! Do you have STD from to much f*cking fags too?"

"Oh my god! You carry a disease?! Stay the hell away from us! Faggot!"

Faggot. Faggot. Faggot. Faggot. Faggot. Faggot. Faggot. Faggot. Faggot.

That dirtiest word keep on repeating and repeating in my head. Its they're everyday routine to insult and humiliate me. I get use to it. So it's not big of a deal.

"Hey Sky! Here!" Bella waving her hand to get my attention.

"Hey B." I said with a sad smile. I told you I get use to it but it still hurt a lot.

"Don't be sad! Stop frowning! It will stop, don't worry." While eating her apple. We're at the cafeteria for lunch.

"When? When I already graduated? I still have a year here."

"I know. But please stop frowning, I like it when your hyperactive."

"I'm only active at home. You know I'm not an attention seeker, I hate attention."

"I know, but just smile. Please." she always want to see me happy. She said I need to smile everytime for them to know it doesn't affect me.

"Ok fine. I'll smile... Uhm, Thanks for being my only friend Bella. When I thought everyone will hate me, you stay. Your the best friend ever." She smile at my words.  

I thought they're assumptions of me being gay because of my appearance will stop and go to their individual lives but no, they love torturing, insulting and beating the crap out of me.

"Hey, what are you thinking? I keep on nudging you for like a minute now but your too busy in your own world." Bella said.

"It's nothing, just random things."

"Oh Ok. Sooooooo, are you free tonight?" here we go again, I know we're this 'are you free tonight' conversation will go.

"Math, Science, History or Language? Let me guess, it's math right?"

"Gasp! How did you know?" she said in a fake surprise tone.

"Only Mr. Holden will give everyone in all of his classes a same day of homework and besides it's Friday, his schedules are M-W-F right?"

"Yeah right, I really hate that teacher. Why can't it be Tuesdays and Thursdays? Why Mondays, wedsdays, and Fridays?" she complained

"You still love him though." I whisper. Because.. You know what I mean.

"That's the worst part! I'm his girlfriend and I still need to do math homework!" she whispere-yell.

"Uhm.. Because your still his student?" raising an eyebrow.

"You know, your getting smarter at rebuttals."

"I only learned from the best." Looking at her, grinning.

"I'll teach you lesser from now own. Let's go, I don't want oldhag ranting at me for being late." she said then stand up.

I walk behind her on our way to our only same subject. Its true that she's always late at that subject. Mostly because she always eat with Mr. Holden at lunch being her boyfriend.

Mr. Derek Holden, grey eyes, raven black hair, full of muscle and a very handsome man who's 24 years old, fresh from college. She met him at the Starbucks last summer. So long story short, they both didn't expect each other to meet at the same school. They struggle at first but they get used to the set up as a teacher and student at school but as a couple outside. Its Bella's last year, they'll just wait a year and then they're free to do whatever they want. Its cute seeing them all lovey-dov--

"Mr. Sky Dawson! Are you listening to me?!" Mrs. Brooks shouted at me with laughter at the background. "Will you guys shut up?!" And they did. Everyone fear her, she's one hell of a scary teacher.

"I'm sorry ma'am, I got distracted."

"You know your the brightest student in this school right?" I nodded. "So I'll let it pass but I hate students who's slacking. Pay attention." She said firmly.

"Yes ma'am. I'm sorry again."

Nodding her head in understanding, she continue teaching.

Sigh, It's really hard to concentrate when there are too much to think.

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"Do you want popcorn?" Bella asked. We're at her house to do our homework together.

"No, I'm not hungry. Just an apple juice please." I said then she disappeared.

Its Friday today but we always want to do our homework before weekends, so we have all the weekend to enjoy.

Looking at her math homework, I started to do a few equation for me to explain to her after she returned.

"Here." handing me my apple juice. "Derek told me that there will be a two new students on Monday."

"Ugh! Another haters? Oh god!" I said, groaning in annoyance. Now I have more bullies!

"Don't judge them Sky! Your beginning to hate people!" she exclaimed.

"Well, I REALLY hate people!"

"You know the saying 'Don't judge the book by its cover'?"

"Hey you can't blame me, after what I've been through. Its still a shocker that I'm still alive."

"Oh my god! Don't talk like that or I'll bitch slapped you! You have a great parents Sky! We love you!"

"And you guys are the reason why I'm still living. Don't worry, I don't want to die." Then whisper a' not yet' under my breath.

She looked at me skeptically but continue to do her homework.

"You're going to meet him soon Sky, just wait he will love you unconditionally." she mutter

Shrugging, I just continue to work.

I don't believe her, there is no way in hell that someone will love me. Come on! I don't even look like a boy! I have blond hair, big ocean blue eyes, plum lips, slim and slender body, and to top it all I'm only 5'4". Everyone told me I looked like a girl, so everyone assumed I'm gay. I told no one about my sexuality, only mom, dad and Bella.

I guess I'm forever alone..

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[A/N: Yay! I'm done with the first chapter :) I'll upload the next chapter as soon as I'm done editing it.]

Beside is the style of Sky's hair, I imagined it just like Niall Horan's hair style. And the theme song of the chapter, Welcome To My Life by Simple Plan.

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