Bands at Hogwarts

Oh my stomach's tied in knots

Kellin's P.O.V.

If you would had asked me what I wanted to do in September I would have probably said "Stay inside and read, or drink my coffee." and it would have been true. I never thought I would be going to a magic school! It been a few months here and I loved it, the library was fantastic. My best friend Justin said I would be better off as a Ravenclaw with the amount of books I read. I mean it could be true, I love to read. It was always my little escape away from the drama at home. My dad left me and my mom when I was five. I never knew why, anytime I asked her she would just start crying and then ran off. I felt bad for her up until she began falling for another. Her bottles of alcohol was the love of her life, she began to drink constantly. I mean she loved her vodka more than I loved coffee. . . and that's saying something. She was always a sad drunk, I remember having a big sleepover at my house in the 4th grade.

I invited around 6 other people over, I was so excited for like the entire week. When it finally came around I had everything perfect, I had double checked everything and made sure everything was in order. But I forgot one little factor that ruined my school life.

My mom.

Flashback thingy

She came stumbling into the house around 2 a.m. everyone was hyped on pizza, soda and candy that they didn't really noticed my mom. So I excused myself and tried to get my insanely drunk mother to bed. But she wouldn't budge, she kept saying that she needed to be awake for my father. So they could be happy again, I got really mad at her and practically dragged her to bed.

She started screaming profanities at me. Saying that me and my gayness drove my father away. Telling me that how I liked to wear dresses and skirts around the house made my dad angry and annoyed. And that made him leave.

I froze right outside of her door, tears silently streaming down my baby-like face. I had forgotten about my friends and the party downstairs, it escaped my mind as I yelled at my mother. Screaming that I was not the reason he left. She was, she drove him crazy by creating stupid fights. In the midst of belting out all of the stuff I had been keeping inside of me, I didn't hear that all my friends had come upstairs. My mother snapped, she had enough of me. She wanted me to stop screaming, so she slapped me. Really hard, I immediately stopped and stared at the horrible woman standing in front of me. I heard people gasp and looked behind the monster to find everyone I had invited. Standing there in horror and disgust.

"Your gay?" Drake, one of the boys I invited, asked in loathing.

"Out of all of that just happened your disgusted that I'm gay! Wow just leave please." I yelled at the boy, tears still streaming down my face.

Flashback thingy over

After that most people didn't talk to me, I got beat up a lot. And my mum became distant and cold. She never talked to me just drank and drank and drank her whole life away. She would slap me or punch me every once and a while. Not that often though, just when she drinks way too much and gets angry. I accidentally sighed out loud at the mere thought of home.

"What's up Kell?" My head snapped to my friend Gabe looking at me.

"Nothing just thinking." I tell him, he smirked a bit and chuckled.

"About a certain brown haired Mexican?" Gabe asked tauntingly, I blushed and hid my face in my hands.

"Is it that obvious?" I groaned, I thought my crush on Vic was subtle.

"So obvious to everyone but him." He told me obviously annoyed, I chuckled.

"He is so straight. I can tell, I would just be wasting my time." I sighed sadly, my crush over the cute Mexican has grown tremendously since I first saw him.

"Bullcrap if I ever saw it." Gabe scoffed and rolled him eyes.

"What's bullcrap?" I hear Justin say as him and my other friends; Jesse and Jack, come into the common room. Why, I have no idea since it's three in the morning.

"Vic being straight." Gabe told him, Justin chuckled and plopped next to me on the couch.

"Yeah there is no way that boy is straight." Justin sassed, I roll my eyes and go back to reading my wonderful book.

"Nerd!" Jesse 'coughed' out, a small smile and a chuckle work its way onto my face.

"It's true Kell, you always have a book in your hand." Jack agreed, I shrug and continue reading. It was silent until Justin spoke in a soft voice.

"You know how tomorrow is Saturday and you can wear whatever you want?"

"Yeah" I replied, shutting my book and placing it on the coffee table next to me.

"Well you should wear a dress, show off the real you." Justin still was speaking quietly, like I would snap at such a suggestion.

"Nope. Nope. Absolutely not." I shot the idea down before it could breathe for more than a minute.

"Please! why not Kell?" Justin whined and begged, I shot him a hard glare.

"You know why. People don't like freaks." I said sharply, Justin gave me a sympathetic look.

"Your not a freak Kellin, your just-"

"I'm just different, I know you always tell me this but obviously some people think differently than you." Like my mother, is what I should have said but kept that part to myself. They didn't know anything about my mother other than I hated her. After a few minutes of bickering Justin gave up and leaned back into the soft green couch. I finally passed out along with the guys.

Hey guys I know it's short but I will do an extra long chapter next Saturday. Today has been busy and I had bad writers block. Not much is happening except for the truth of Kellin's back story and why he's afraid to wear his pastel and feminine clothes.

But I wanted to show you something; I made Alan Ashby wear a dress😂😂 my second photoshop

I thought it was pretty nice and a bit funny so enjoy that. XD

-Kisses, F