ACE (Interracial Romance) Book #1

Chapter 1

Ason Buchanan walks out of the office for about the third time that day. He sighs and pulls out a cigarette. Shit! This whole going to college thing was fucking stressful. He was only here for another year and a half and he was out of here and this fucking country. He smiles internally at the thought of being in Europe and enjoying the rest of his life there. He walks down the walk way to his favorite class; Graphic Design. He finally finds his light and lights his cigarette. He bumps into someone.

"Oof!" Ason hears from below him.

He looks down to see a tiny black girl with long hair and brown eyes.

She looks up at him. "I'm sorry" she says with a smile.

He nods at her and keeps it moving.

"I'm Valissa" she says behind him. "And you are?" she questions following him.

He continues walking not caring about her name and definitely not caring to tell her his.

"Well I can see someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed" the girl mutters and turns around to walk in the other direction.

He glares ahead at what she said. She didn't know him! None of these fucking wannabes did! They all thought they did but they didn't! He grits his teeth while pulling on his cigarette. He gets to his class and stands in front of the class door to finish his cigarette.

"Ah, Mr. Buchanan" says his not so favorite teacher.

Shit! Not this guy. He rolls his eyes.

"I see that you continue to ruin your life, eh?"

Ason looks at him as if saying 'your point is'.

Mr. Ledger smirks and shakes his head. "Do whatever the hell you need to do, so I don't have to deal with your weird crazy ass anymore" his Graphic Design teacher says to him and walks into the class.

He glares at the old fat balding bastard walking into the class barking orders in every direction.

He sighs and prepares himself for the torture.

'Ace, three more months in this hell whole of a class and you won't ever have to see this fat asshole anymore.' he tells himself.

He walks into the class and up the stairs to the back of the class. Ason plops down in his chair with a sigh and looks to the front of the class.

"Well thanks for finally joining us, Mr. Buchanan. Done with killing yourself?" he hears Ledger say from the front of the class.

He looks down at the round midget of a man. Oh this man lived to fucking torment him. Ason rolls his eyes at him. He smirks and nods his head. "And you know it" he says venomously.

"What was that?"

He shakes his head.

Mickey would kill him if he was sent to the office yet again in this class and it would be the fifth time meaning he wouldn't get his credits.

He sighs and deals with what Ledger is shooting his way.

He looks down at the desk as the rest of the kids in his class face him and watch him closely. He hears the muttering; loser, Emo, weirdo, fagot, queer, suicidal, psycho, loonie... he was tired of it all. He sighs and deals with the rest of the class.

15 minutes before the class is over with...

"Oh class!" He hears Ledger say clapping his hands together happily. "We have a project coming up."

Everyone in the class groans.

"We will be teaming up with the art class and you will be partnering off with them"