And So the Lion Fell for the Lamb (BoyxBoy) **Paused Indefinitely**

And so the Lion Fell for the Lamb (BoyxBoy)

*To people who do not like gays or boyxboy novels please do not continue to read*

If you do like them (like me) then... read on! <3

Heyy Guys!! I was fooling around with this story during Spanish and I just so happened to like it enough to put it on Wattpad! I don't really know where I'm going with it but I do know that I really like this plot in my head and hope you guyz like it too.

Enjoy my story my amazing little cookies! <3

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**This is the intro and it's really important so DON'T skip!!!**

*Skyler's POV*

Let's say, purely for arguments sake, that I wasn't exactly "smart". I don't mean like I'm mentally retarded or anything, I guess I just mean that I'm not exactly 'school material' but then again, who is? Well besides people who are boring and ugly (no offense if you're good at school!). In a perfect world anyways. The pretty ones are dumb and the ugly ones are smart. I just don't find it fair when people have both. I am not pretty OR handsome. Noooo, apparently I'm 'cute'. What boy in his sophomore year of high school is called cute? Yup, only me. I have black hair that is longer in the front to hide my zit-less, 'perfect', pale face. The only thing that's weird about it is this scar right above my left eyebrow, don't worry though, it's tiny. I have snake bites and big, bright, neon green eyes (yes they are my natural color) and I'm very short for a guy my age standing at only 5' 6".  I have a little bit of muscle and a hint of a six-pack (that's right ppl! *start drooling*).

I'm not really very popular. Most people see me and my friends as the 'emos'. We just ignore them because they have never physically done anything. I really like the way I look and dress so I don't feel like changing just because some stupid pricks formulate stereotypes by the dozens. Yeah, I have a lot of emotional trauma and it impacts me more than some other people but that doesn't mean there is something wrong with me and I would love to meet one person who isn't a little messed up in the head. Some of us just have it worse than others. Me especially because I'm gay.

I only have a small support group surrounding me. Said support group consists of literally only six people. My bestest friends in the whole wide world, Jake, Kyle, Emy, Riley, Avery, and Ryan. They're the only thing in the world worth living for (besides Andy Sixx).

You'd think that the main people in my support group would be my family right? Right!?!? But, that would be utterly ridiculous considering my mom died three years ago and that's when my sisters Scarlett and Charlotte started to abuse and beat me, mentally and physically. Yeah, they're twins. Fuunnnn.... (note the sarcasm). I know that it doesn't sound very menacing. Two nineteen year old girls can't be that scary can they? Truth is... not really. Sadly though, that's also the time that my bastard of a father started drinking obsessively. Let's just leave it at he.... did things to me. Bad things. I have bruises one my body constantly and that kind of limits what I'm able to wear. Sucks.

Anyways, back to what I was saying before. I'm an 'Emo' (according to the people at school). I hate haters (haha that makes no sense O.o). I think people need to be more open minded and not constantly judge the people they don't know. It's not my fault that I like black, screamo music, and piercing! I just do.... get over it! It's the same as liking pink, zero calorie foods, pleated skirts, and Katy Perry as a 'prep' right? (Katy Perry is actually pretty good though.... just her singing. Her music videos are crap) Why do they care anyways? Aren't they suppose to hate me and ignore me? I don't like labels. If I did use them I would be a complete hypocrite.

People in this town never really could do different. In fact they despise and bully the people that are brave enough to be their own person. Luckily, my friends are just as different and eccentric as me so they can help me though all of this shit. So, just incase you can’t figure me out.... good. I honestly don’t blame you, no on has figured me out completely just yet. I can give you a clue though... I’m not ‘smart’, I think I’m fucking hilarious if I do say so myself, I love black, I have my eyebrow pierced and snakebites, I have black hair that falls over my left eye, I love rock and screamo, I don’t give two shits about anyone other than my friends, and I am constantly tortured because of it.

Ok, back to the whole 'not smart' thing.... yeah, wasn't just saying that. If you had a best friend or a student who is failing every single class except art and music what would you do to help them? Probably give them emotional and physical support and help them in the subjects your good at. That's what most people would do.... but noooo. I get a tutor.