"Quinn Fabray, look me in the fucking eyes and tell me that you don't love me! Tell me that you don't love me right now so I can leave you the hell alone and never bother you ever again!"
"I...I can't."
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(Beau's Outfit)
chapter one; my first day! B E A U
"Things are better if I stay! So long and good night!" I sang as I deeply inhaled the blunt that was slightly hanging out of my mouth. I slowly exhaled before falling back onto my bed.
Nothing's better than doing a wake and bake while listening to great music. The song choice this morning is Helena by MCR. Do you know how hard it was to beg my dealer to come to this part of Lima? Let's just say that I owe him.
The reason why I'm smoking so early in the morning is that I don't want to be irritated when I get to school. The last thing that I need is to get into a fight that'll either result in me getting suspended or expelled.
"Beau, it's time to get ready for school!" My mother shouted over the music before she came busting into my bedroom. "Have you ever heard of knocking?" I asked annoyedly.
I took one last, deep inhale before putting it out in my ashtray. "It's time to get ready for school. Is that weed?" She asked me seriously. "It was. Now, can you get out of my room so I can start getting ready." I asked annoyedly.
"We will be talking about this after school." She said disappointedly and I rolled my eyes in return before exiting my bedroom. I'm definitely coming home late. I don't need to be lectured by the likes of her.
"It's the beginning of the new year." I yawned tiredly as I threw my comforter off of me. I stood up from my bed and stretched loudly. I grabbed my towel and toothbrush before I headed to the bathroom.
I stood there for fifteen minutes as I heard the shower water run. "Kurt, you've been in the bathroom for over twenty minutes!" I shouted as I banged on the bathroom door.
"The bathroom's all yours." My mother's boyfriend's son smiled. I entered the bathroom and saw an assortment of skin appliances sprawled about all over the entire counter.
"Kurt!" I yelled irritatedly before I slammed the bathroom door. I brushed my teeth and washed my face before I got ready for my shower. I turned on the shower water and waited for a moment before climbing in.
As I was washing the conditioner out of my hair, the water immediately became ice-cold. "Kurt!" I yelled angrily as I scooted away from the shower head.
Once I was finished showering and whatnot, I shivered back to my bedroom. I applied both deodorant and lotion before heading over to my closet.
After I spent an unreasonable amount of time staring at my organized dresser, I finally picked out an outfit. Today, I'm wearing a baggy black graphic t-shirt with a pair of black, baggy jean shorts.
I next moved on to my hair. I ran my hands through my hair a few times so there wouldn't be any knots or tangles. After I tied my shoes I sprayed a little bit of cologne so I can smell good.
