Tragic Love (BoyXBoy)

Chapter 2.

Chapter 2.

A/N --IMPORTANT!!!--

17 READS!! THANK UUU!!

Now for the --IMORTANT PART!!!!--

CHAPTER 0. (The FIRST chapter) HAS 7 READS

AND CHAPTER 1. (The SECOND chapter) HAS 10 READS!! 

That means that 3 persons skipped the whole beginning, and THAT means that they've missed important information!!! So if you are one of those who've read Chapter 1. but not Chapter 0. and is planning on continuing reading this, pleas read Chapter 0. It IS a chapter!!

--IMPORTANT PART ABOVE!!--

Anyways, thank you so much for reading, I want to befriend all of you (unfortunately I can't see who read what so I can't..)

-----flashback (Seiki's pov)-----

A new school again, damnit! Why do my parents have to move around so much? I thought to myself as I waited outside the door to my new school, I hope it isn't as bad as my last school.. Or rather schools. 

Just because my parents owns a famous company. I thought.

Sure I got popular and everyone liked me.. Well.. liked my parents.. Everyone are just so fake.. In the beginning it had been fun, but after all the questions like "How did your parents get so rich?" or "Can you take me home with you? I would love to meet your parents." you understand that all they want from you is fame.

This thought teared and put so much pressure on me. In the end I just shut down. I talked to no one and I started cutting myself just to feel something real.

The only real thing here in life is pain. That was my motto at the time.

"Seiki you can come in now and presentate yourself to the new class." The teacher said.

I went into the classroom and started.

"Hi, my name is SeikiI hope we can get alo-" A girl interupted me.

"Wait! Aren't you the son to the famous-" I didn't want to listen to her so I interupted her.

"Yes, I am."

It doesn't matter if they all knew so I told them who my parents was and they all stared in uwe. Even the teacher looked at me like gold that had fallen right infront of him.

"Where should I sit?" I asked the teacher who immediately scanned the classroom.

"Beside me!" "No, me!" "Come on, sit here man!" could be heard in the little room.

You can sit beside Patric, over there. He pointet rather far back, towards a smirking boy that sat alone.

When I went towards him I noticed a pretty skinny looking boy at the end of the row by the windows. He didn't look at me like the rest. In fact, he didn't look at me at all. He looked out thrue the window, bored.

I couldn't look at him much longer, soon I arrived to my seat, beside the still smiling Patric. God I wanted to beat that stupid smile of his face. I bet he just wanted to be my friend to get girls.