I'll be the rain, If you're the umbrella

Chapter 1

A.N.Umm this is my first story and hope you like it! Thankkssss!

Max p.o.v

Is it weird that I like school? Well I don't like school. Yeah I do. Fuck I'm such a nerd. Well I guess I'm not because apparently I'm 'popular' an I use that term loosely, my friends are popular just because they're on the football team and so am I. Which somehow makes us popular. Yeah I don't get it either. and I do love football but I just prefer the academic part of school a bit more. Yeah, ok, definitely a nerd. Anyway time to actually go to school. The only thing i hate about school is that I have to fucking walk and its started to get cold outside. Fucks Sake! I quickly my shoes , shout a short bye to my mum and run out the doo

It is what I would call a fucking freezing morning. I can feel my cheeks go pink and I see my breathe become visible. As i walk to school i can hear the morning waves crash against the shore and the birds begin to start the day like the rest of us. I guess i like living by the seaside, i mean its nice to live near the beach and I've never known anything different but i just don't see how people can think of it as a holiday destination. Its kinda shit, there's not really much to see and what there is to see,you can see in a day. I dunno, each to their own i guess.

As i keep walking, I kick the golden leaves pooling around my feet. I don't like winter, its the time of the year where the weather decides to act fucking bipolar and people cant decide if its Halloween or Christmas. I wanna skip autumn and go straight to winter, i love winter. Bare branches covered in blankets of frost, hot chocolates with those mini marshmallows in them and just that feeling when you wake up and you see the streets covered in untouched sheets of snow. Also my mum is more willing to give me lifts to school. Bonus! Speaking of school, i've arrived. School always looks like prison, plain brick walls,grey windows and nothing but miserable faces walking into it.

I stride in looking around for my friends. As I walk through the gates I pass a group of giggling girls and tiny year 7's.  Passing the bike shed , I see Connor Miller and his little group. Which just consists of a bunch of boys who don't actually care about school but turn up just to bunk lessons and get in to trouble in the ones they do actually go to. And then there is Luke Jacobs, he moved here about a year ago and fit into Connors 'gang' almost immediately. With his ripped skinny jeans and his nose ring and his stretched ears and his tattoos and his leather jack and fuck he's gorgeous. Oh yeah, did i forget to mention I'm gay? No I mean bi. Alright, fuck it I'm gay. I've only just come to terms with it ok. I kind've knew when I realized I would rather have a picture of Harry Styles topless on my bedroom wall than Kelly Brooks, who according to my friends has top bang-ability (whatever the fuck that means). Anyway i'm gay and Luke Jacobs would get it any day of the week. Glad we've figured that out. Well, I have.  'Max!' 'Max!', the calling of my name snaps me out of my thoughts. I turn to see Jack running towards me with the others a couple feet behind. He grabs my shoulders and flashes me a grin.  'Alright mate' he greets cheerily (how is this boy always happy). 'Alright' i reply not as cheery. 

'Mate you missed an amazing party on Saturday, a bunch of girls from the catholic school down the road came and I'm telling you they all had major bang-ability!' (What does this mean!) 'It was a shame you didn't come'

'Yeah, why didn't you come?' Tom asked coming to walk the other side of me as we began walking in. 

'Um, family thing' I replied weakly. 

He just nodded. I never liked Tom, its just the way he walks round with a constant smug look on his face. Like his dick can cure cancer and produce fucking gold. Tom was new in year 8 and Jack decided to take him under his wing. He's been strutting round here ever since. I've known Jack since pre-school but Tom acts like they were in the fucking womb together. 

We all enter registration together and take our usual seats at the back . As our teacher starts calling our names I look out the window and see that Connor and his friends are still out there finishing up their morning cigarettes. I cat help but look at Luke, he is just so beautiful. Like seriously he could murder someone right in font of a policeman and he wouldn't even blink because he is that good looking. His eyes are a bright green and he has so many tattoos, I just want trace them with my fingers and have him tell the meaning of every single one of them. 

I am quickly brought out of my daydream by the sound of people packing their things and the teacher calling my name. 

"Yeah, miss"

"Max, can I see you for a quick second?" She asks.

"sure"

Jack turns to me "Do you want me to wait for you?"

"No, Its fine. You go ahead"

I walk up to the teacher "You wanted to see me, miss"

"Yes, I was wondering if you would be willing to tutor someone for me, there grades are falling in English and  I was hoping you could help."

"Yeah, sure. Why not?"

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