Red Head ♫

Meeting

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Alex's POV

7:00 in the morning, I was rushing to get out of this crappy, messy bed full of scattering albums of Mayday Parade and Sleeping with Sirens. Hey, by the way I'm Alexandria Holmes, Alex for short. Everyday I've been bullied because of my loneliness, well it's true I've got no friends (I Don't Know Why?). My classmates treated me as an "invisible" person. Is it because of what I act? Like I'm awkwardly silent? Are they afraid to mingle with me? Well, I got used to those stuff. Okay, okay I don't care what they see from me as long as I've got music only MUSIC understands me and yeah, I also have a dream becoming a member of a famous rock band, writing lyrics with passion making them realize how important music is. You know, music have feelings too from the one who sang it which inspires him to sing. Enough of the talking my mom's calling me for breakfast.

"ALLEEEXXXX!!" Well there's my mom.

"Yes mom, I'm coming!" I said.

Downstairs I sniffed pancakes and Orange juice. What a great mom I have, cooking me special meals and of course she's a chef at Eve's Bistro downtown. One thing I didn't told you about is, I have no dad. He left us when I was 3 for some unknown reasons.

"Better get good grades so I'll buy you new CDs for this week." My mom suggested

"Sure mom, but I won't need new CDs I've got them already." I replied while eating my pancakes.

"Well, just do your part." Mom added. "And you'll succeed your dreams."

"Yeah, yeah stop making me cry." I said.

As I bid goodbye to my mom, I immediately stepped onto the bus stop and saw a strange boy which look like a little bit of EMO and I think he's a new student. Very well then, I'm glad the yellow striped bus came. As I sited in the passenger's seat I noticed the boy again or should I say EMO boy feels alone and nobody could sit beside him like me. Hey wait why do I feel concerned? Is it because we are common? Does he feel the same way with me? Stop it Alex! You don't need that LOVE and I should never be fall in love to that guy even though we're common.

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Skylar's POV

Sitting alone. I got used to it since 2nd grade. I don't need them and why would I need them? I'm Skylar Sanders I came from Westfield High School and now I'm entering at North High where it is the most popular school in this town in California. I'm a sophomore and 15 years of age. I've got long bangs covering my left eye and eyeliners on the sides of my eyes. I have many problems from my crappy family. My mom works at the grocery store and my dad on real estates. My mom and dad used to fight like every weekends when they stay long at home. They almost have to divorce but my grandpa stopped them. Oh well that's life.

Sitting like this makes me uncomfortable. This feeling for the first time, my heart is beating fast. Like someone is staring at me, concerned and worried so I turned to my right and saw a girl facing towards the window when I saw her.

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Alex's POV

Gosh, he looked at me. His long bangs sweeping away from his handsome face. His eyes sparkled with eyeliners on the side of his eyes. Dammit! He made me blush by his reveled face it was epic! Blahblahblah!!!!

When I arrived in school I entered the doubled-doors, passed through the corridor and made it to the comfort room. While making my self pee, girls (about 4 of them) were entering the comfort room. They were laughing, giggling and gossiping about this new student they were talking about. I hear words like "cute", "daring", "sexy" and other compliments that would make a boy blush.

"I really hope he would like me." one of the girls said. "I should be pretty enough for him."

"Just don't flirt him you idiot." Another girl replied as she took out her lipstick.

And they left the room while I'm eavesdropping at them.

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Skylar's POV