Nothing But a Blur// Weston Koury

Haven't Had a Chance Yet

Third Person P.O.V:

'When I was'
'A Young Boy'
'My Father,'
'Took Me Into the City'

'Awaking at six in the morning isn't exactly my cup of green tea.'

Delaney rolled to the other side of the bed, reaching up and grabbing her flashing phone, that was still blaring 'Welcome to The Black Parade'

Turing it on, she lowered the brightness as low as it could go.

'Still too fucking bright'

She muttered as she tossed her phone somewhere else (possibly landing on the carpet) before rolling out of bed.

Trudging across her bedroom, she flipped on the lamp, giving her just enough light to find her phone, plug it in, and find some clothes.

Grabbing some leggings and a sweatshirt, she turned and opened her bedroom door, walking across the hallway, and into the bathroom.

She shut the door and turned on the light, looking towards her own reflection.

She cringed, and looked down at the counter, putting on a headband to keep her thick bangs out of the way while she did her mascara.

Hopping up on top of the counter, she had no choice but to look at her face even closer now.

She opened up the tube and carefully brushed it along her long eyelashes. She did this a few times on each top lid, before doing the bottom lashes.

She picked up her second tube and did a quick brush over with that one.

Picking up her tweezers, she plucked a few eyebrow hairs before looking down and picking up her mint EOS.

After that, she slipped on her bright red My Chemical Romance sweatshirt and ivviva leggings and left the bathroom, heading downstairs to find her father already gone.

She turned on the t.v, before walking into the kitchen and making some toast.

When she was done, she walked back upstairs, and to the bathroom to brush her teeth.

When that was done, she went into her room and looked out the window. She noticed a window, the same size as hers across the street, and obviously the light was on.

A shirtless boy walked by the window, catching Delaney by surprise. He looked like quite the angel, and he was aesthetically pleasing to look at.

It was odd because he looked a lot like.... what was his name? Delaney tried to think back to that broadcast she watched last night.

'Who was I watching dammit!'

Suddenly, it hit her like a rock.

'WESTON KOURY! That's his name! That guy across the street looks an awful lot like him..'

She picked up her phone to check the time.

7:45 am.

'How the fuck.'

She ran out of her room and down the stairs, shutting off all the lights as she went. Her long ass, light brown hair was trailing behind her as she ran, picking up her backpack, and slipping on her boots before locking the front door behind her and running to the bus stop.

She still needed to wait about 10 minutes, so she put in her headphones, and blasted Migraine by Twenty One Pilots.

She stood there alone, wind blowing her hair around, as she played with the cord of her headphones.

She wasn't cold, even though she had seen a few people wearing jackets, and she was only in a sweatshirt.

She had moved here from Canada, so this weather, is just child's play (I'm Canadian and I'm suspecting it must be nice down there in North Carolina.)

Not long after, she felt a presence approach near her.

She turned around and saw a boy, a cute one at that, clearly trying to speak with her.

Ripping her headphones out, she shoved them in her backpack.

'I'm sorry, were you talking to me?'

'Yeah I was. I just wanted to ask why you aren't wearing a jacket. Its really cold outside.'

'I'm from Canada. I've delt with worse.'

She only then noticed how much he had a comparison with Weston Koury. She was about to ask if that's who he was, but she didn't exactly want to.

'So you're new around here?'

Smiling a bit and turning around to face him, she began feeling a bit comfortable with him.

'Yeah I am.'

'Oh cool! What's your name babe?'

She blushed, but didn't think much of it. He seemed like the kind of guy to call every girl babe, so she just pushed that to the back of her mind.

'My name is Delaney. Delaney Dare.'

'That's quite the name. I love it. I'm Koury. Weston Koury.'

'I thought you looked familiar to me!'

She smiled, trying her best not to look like an idiot.

'I'm a huge fan of your broadcasts, Weston!'

'Well thank you Delaney.'

The bus pulled up at this time, and you both began to walk forward.

'Oh I'm sorry Weston! Go ahead. Go first.'

'No no, it's okay, ladies first.'

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Okay well that was a load of shit. Well I tried what can I say. But I hope you enjoyed chapter one!
- ~payton~