Like A Pheonix - peterick fic

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{Pete pov}

I go into the school, the cute boy still on my mind. I get lost a few times, but I do eventually find my way to the Principal's office to say hi. His name was principle Iero I think. Weird ass name. I'll just remember him as principle Oreo.

I get my timetable and my locker number, and I set off to go find it. I get lost again, because damn, this school is big. But eventually, I find my locker. I've been given a few strange looks, but that's probably because of the tattoos, eyeliner, and all black clothing.
Maybe.
But nobody has come up to me to give me trouble yet, which is a good thing. Perhaps this school will be different. I sure as hell hope so, because I don't think I can take another year of brutal beatings.
I find my locker and start to put things in it and try and organise my bag. Then suddenly, I'm shoved to the ground. Great. Seems like i've found my first bully. I have literally lasted less than 5 minutes. Way to go, pete.

I look up, and realise there is a person on top of me. I'm very confused and extremely pissed off, so just as I'm about to shove the guy off of me and demand an explanation, I realise that I recognise the boy lying over me. It takes a moment, but my eyes widen and my stomach twists when I realise the boy on top of me is the adorable boy I was staring at this morning. Oh my god. I freeze up, and I see he's done the exact same thing. Nobody has really noticed us on the floor, or just nobody cares, which means we really don't know what to do. He's just staring down at me, a 'deer trapped in the headlights' look on his face. I chuckle and smile weakly, and pray my voice doesn't come out in a squeak .

"You okay?" I say, praising myself for keeping my voice steady.
He doesn't respond for a second before he quickly and silently nods, then immediately jumps up.
I get up too, and brush myself off. He's standing in front of me, but his eyes are fixed to the floor.
I decide I really need to know something about this boy, seeing as the universe keeps throwing us together. Literally.
"So, uh" I start, and I see him look up slightly, but still not meet my eyes. He must be really shy. I can't help but think that this boy is getting even cuter the longer I am around him.

"What's your name?" I laugh to myself silently when I hear my voice, because wow, I sound so much more confident then I feel.

The boy coughs slightly, then looks me in the eye as he responds.
"M-my name is Patrick" he smiles a tiny bit, and I can't help but return it.

Patrick.
The name definitely suits him. I like it.

"Cool. I'm Pete" Patrick smiles a bit more, and I stick out my hand for him to shake. He looks down at it funnily, then a look of realisation washes over his face, then followed by slight embarrassment. He shakes my hand lightly, then pulls away very quickly. I don't think he's much of a new people person, but that's okay.

"So, uh, what class do you have next?" I try and say cooly, but it comes off as kind of creepy. I silently curse myself and hope I haven't just scared patrick off.
But to my surprise, Patrick smiles warmly at me and replies,
"Um, french language. What about you?"
I check the scrunched up piece of paper that I had only received 5 minutes earlier, and try and hide my excitement.
"Me too" I say, and I really hope I didn't imagine it when I saw his smile grow slightly bigger.
"So uh," patrick starts, and my stomach twists at how cute he is when he's nervous.
"D-do you want to walk to first period together then? I-I mean I g-get it if you don't w-want to, I totally get it--"

"I would love to" I interrupt his adorable rambling and can't help but smile. I'm way past the point of trying to convince myself that I don't have a huge crush on this boy.

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