She's My Graveyard Baby

Worms In Her Mouth, Spiderwebs In Her Hair | Chap.1

It's my first class of the day. The worst time of the day for me. All I can sit and do is think about all the stuff I haven't done yet. I feel like I have so much more calling for me in life than sitting behind a 100 year old desk going over the same topic. I listen to the clock ticking and I hear a loud tick after about 10 minutes of listening to the clock. I don't turn around because there isn't even a point. It's probably someone doing an inspection. I look directly at Jasmin and she turns around to look. She knows my type very well and she pretends to faint. Then she makes the heart sign and crosses her eyes. She's talking about me..I am very reluctant to look at who walked through the door and I try to ignore it. I tap my fingers to Synthetic Love by Motionless In White. My favorite band on earth.

Teacher:"Late for your first class Mr.Cerulli?"

Mr.Cerulli....what?

I turn around because I can't stop myself and in the far corner a tall, pale, hazel eyed, raven haired beauty is looking directly at me. I blush and look away. He looks so familiar...

Mr.Cerulli:"You can call me Chris, and I'm sorry I was stuck in traffic."

Teacher:"No excuses, just take a seat next to Ms.Ballard."

He nods and I spin back around.

Chris:"Umm, who's Ms.Ballard?"

The teacher points at me without looking at me and he marks the music on the board. I read the music my teacher put in front of me. As Chris walks past me to his seat I smell sweat and leather. He sits down and taps his black fingernails on the desk. I continue writing and I look up after the 10th tap.

Me:"Do you need something?"

Chris:"I forgot my book.."

He's shy..

Me:"We can share, just ask."

Chris:"Um, okay."

I scoot in closer with my book and I can tell Chris is nervous. I place a hand on his covered spikey leather jacket.

Me:"Just relax, it's college.."

He lets out a deep breath and a shaky half smile. We go over the music in an awkward silence. Chris keeps shifting and scratching his head. I tap my foot and fix my bra constantly. Jasmin throws a pencil at me. I look up and she smirks and makes the fuckboy wink face while biting her lips and it makes me cringe. I throw her pencil back and let out a loud huff. Chris finally says something.

Chris:"So, what's you're full name?"

Me:"I'm Sade Mary - anne Ballard, but you can call me Day."

Chris:"Day is a pretty name."

Me:"Thanks."

He smiles nervously again and runs a hand through his raven black hair.

Chris:"I'm Chris "Motionless" Cerulli, but of course call me Chris."

Me:"OMG YOU'RE THE LEAD SINGER OF MOTIONLESS IN WHITE!!"

The teacher shushes my loud outburst with spit and I turn red. I'm so embarrassing. Jasmin sticks out her tounge and Chris looks at me.

Chris:"It's okay, and yeah I am, you listen to us?"

Me:"You're music is my favorite, it speaks to me on so many levels, but other than that it's just a basic yeah, what are you doing here?"

Chris:"I needed some more music history."

Me:"Yeah."

We sit in an awkward silence for a while longer. I don't look that presentable and I'm just downright messy. My hair is in a dark purple messy bun and im wearing black sweatpants and my bat slippers with a black v neck crop top on. The only makeup I bothered to do was my eyebrows, eyeliner, and mascara. I feel embarrassed. I look at him and he's watching at me read. He looks away as soon as I catch him. Then I turn away because my face is heating up. Agghhh this is so awkward.