Ricky's POV
I woke up to the annoying sound of my alarm. I didn't wanna go back to school, but the summer break was over now. Sadly.
"Richard, get up and get ready!" I heard my mom yell.
I sighed dramatically and got up. I looked down at myself and realized I had a slight case of morning wood. Fucking great. There was no time to take a shower now. I sighed again and got dressed, put on makeup, did my hair and finally grabbed my stuff then rushed downstairs.
"You're gonna be late, Richard." My mom said.
"Don't call me Richard."
"Well it's your name though."
"I hate it though."
"I don't care Richard."
I rolled my eyes, then grabbed an apple and left. I always ate breakfast on my way to school, I don't even know why.
On my way there I met my boyfriend, Will.
"Hey babe. "I greeted him. He smiled and kissed my cheek and replied.
„Hey Richard."
I groaned. "why does everyone call me that today? You all know that I hate my full name!"
He snickered and I pouted.
"You're too adorable." He said and kissed my pout. I smiled from ear to ear.
We had finally arrived in hell by now. And that meant goodbye.
"Have a good day Ricky." My beautiful boyfriend said and kissed my forehead. I smiled and waved as he started to walk off. I watched him go inside, but stayed outside for a little longer to smoke. I knew it's bad and can cause cancer, but it helped me to get through school stress and stress at home, not that I would put any effort in school like doing homework or other unnecessary shit that would cause stress. But me not putting effort in anything but music and drawing was the reason for my stress at home. And smoking helped, if that makes any sense? Hell, I just like it, don't judge me.
I looked around and noticed that I was alone now, well except for a really tall guy with black hair and dressed in all black. He was leaning against a tree and watching me. I had never seen him before, I don't really pay attention when it comes to other people than my boyfriend. He was probably a new student, a lot of people move here lately and I just can't understand why.
I sighed as the bell rang, crushed my cigarette and walked inside to my first class. I went to the back to my unassigned assigned seat and sat down. The spot next to me stayed empty as usual and to be honest, I didn't mind at all.
After a couple minutes, the lesson had already started, there was a knock on the door. Well, you could say it was a bang.
"Come in" our teacher, Mrs. Miller said. The door opened and the guy from before walked in. So I was right, a new student.
"You must be Christopher." The teacher said with clear disgust in her voice as she looked him up and down. He of course, noticed and rolled his eyes. "Go sit in the back next to Richard."
Why was everyone calling me Richard today?! It fucking sucked! I sighed and rose my hand to show Christopher where I was. I bet he hated his full name too. He came over to me and took the empty seat next to me, not even bothering to greet me. I honestly didn't care though. He took his phone out and scrolled through social media while I listened to music and drew random things in my textbook.
LUNCH BREAK
I looked forward to seeing my boyfriend. He was sitting at our table already, eating. I sat down next to him and took out a sandwich I brought from home, as usual.
"Hey baby." He greeted with his cheerful voice.
"Hey." I smiled at him and started eating.
"How was your day so far? Anything interesting happen?"
"It was okay, nothing special. How was yours?"
"Same here. Have you heard about the new guy, by the way? Everyone says he's weird as fuck."
"Yeah, turns out we have the same classes and he always sits next to me. He has a cool style though."
"You know what I think about that style, babe. Even though I love you to pieces I still hate it. You look better without any clothes anyway." He smirked and kissed my temple. I simply nodded, I didn't wanna start an argument. This was a pretty big problem in our relationship: I was goth and basically only wore black. Black hair, black shoes, black skinny jeans, black shirt, black makeup, black everything. Will was one of the popular kids here. I still didn't know why he was dating me if he hates my style so much. But I did know that he likes my personality a lot and I was grateful for that. We've been together for almost a year now and I've been very happy for those couple months. Another thing I was grateful for.
After a while the bell rung again and the room filled with groans and the sound of students pushing their chairs back.
Will and I shared a quick kiss and separated in the hallway to go to our classes. I went to the back again like I always do and sat down. Christopher came in a couple minutes later and sat next to me. He seemed a little upset, but I didn't ask what it was. I'm not the kind of person that asks everyone how they are or what's up. I'm the quiet and reserved one. At least that's what people tell me.
The lesson started and I continued listening to music and drawing.
AFTER SCHOOL
I was walking home alone, smoking and listening to music. I saw the new guy, Christopher, walking on the other side of the street. Then it hit me. He probably moved into the empty house next to ours. Well I guess it's not that empty now.
I arrived home and it turned out I was right. He did enter the house next to ours. I just shrugged, I didn't really care. I walked in and was greeted by my sister's annoying voice.
"Mom! Ricky has been smoking!" she smirked.
I glared at her. "Shut the fuck up." I went upstairs to my room before my mom could say anything and fell onto my bed. I looked out of the window and saw that I could look right into Christopher's room and it was hella close. We both had our windows opened, so I could hear the music he was listening to. He was listening to Slipknot right now. He might be a lot more interesting than I thought he was.
