Troubled

Troubled Chapter 1

Vic's POV :

"I really do hate people" I thought to myself, as I made my way to the large doors of the school. As I entered the school it seems to be extremely bigger than my old school, that I've attended to but I really could care less about the appearance of it only because I am already dealing with the anxiety of being here and I don't like to associate myself with other people when joining a new school. The people in my old school thought of me as a bully because I seem to looked scary and aggressive with my tattoos and piercing. Everyone just assumed the worst of me based on my appearance so I used that as a way for people to steered cleared of me and obviously they would up scared of me which worked well with my case. It doesn't even matter what I think about this school anyways I'm pretty sure the students will end up hating me a lot more in this school then the last. If I have to act or try to bully anyone who gets in my way since I already seem like one to others because I don't want to tolerate people who are so fake and tries to hard to fit in other people standards just like my parents. I hate the idea of being here, ever since my dad moved us over here to Indiana, I haven't been the same anymore. I would never be the same person I was back in San Diego, where all my friends lived at and including the fact that me and my younger brother were forced to be separated from each other because our mom. She didn't wanted to be alone and by her self to quote what her last words were before I left. So now it brings me here heading to my new school Michigan City High School.

As I enter the building the large hallways seemed pretty crowded that's until my eyes fell and gazed upon this beautiful boy with pale skin as snow with medium length black hair and blue eyes like the ocean. I silently cursed myself for staring at him for what seem like forever not paying attention. Only to have caught his gazed and I didn't wanted to seem weird or creepy for staring at him for so long  or make it obvious that I like boys, plus it has been a secret for a long time now. I don't need anyone knowing that about me especially on my first day at a new school. So I continue to walk down the halls and passed by the boy with beautiful pale skin I notice that he is pretty skinny for an average guy, maybe he had some type of eating disorder not being rude or anything, but I pushed that thought to the back of my head and didn't worry so much about it. I went over to the office and told the older woman at the front desk, that I am the new transfer student and needed my class schedule and combination for my locker. She handed me the schedule for class and my locker combination; this wasn't different from my old school so I knew what to do and went over to my locker to put everything away and I suddenly realized my locker was a few lockers away from the boy I saw earlier. He was with a few people, who must be his friends and I really didn't know why I felt this way when I stare at him, but I get this feeling of butterflies or something I don't know what it is though. I can't let him get this kind effect on me especially when I don't even know him.  I feel this tingling sensation every time I looked at him and I just want it to stop right now. I shut my locker door real hard catching most people attention for a moment and went to turn around to head to my first class, but as soon as I turned around I bumped into this guy and it really pissed me off because it had caught me off guard and I didn't expected it so my temper got the best of me like always.

With me and the boy both falling at the same time I was quick to anger and got up to look across over to him as he did the same towards me. "Watch your step asshole" was all I could say because I am trying so hard not to lose my temper so much at this guy. He stared at me with worry in his eyes and being scared wondering what will happen next. I just got up and before walking away. The boy that walked into me was getting up and his friend was calling after him. I looked up to see that it was the beautiful pale skin boy with the blue ocean eyes. I saw earlier when I came inside the building he was the most beautiful person I ever laid eyes on, but reality snap back to me as the boy that bumped into me was tony because the pale skin boy called after him and tony finally got off the floor to then speak to the pale skin boy and finally saying his name kellin. Kellin is an amazing name and sounds cute too, but I shouldn't be thinking of this at the time. I turned to look at the two before giving them cold stares and walking off to my class before I was late for my first class already.

I stared at my schedule already frustrated and lost because I couldn't find my first class and it was pissing me off every minute and I already felt like an outcast in this school it was making me home sick and wanting to skip school. Even though that would be the worst idea ever because I know dad has the worse temper ever and moving here was kind of stressful enough and I rather not make him upset at me for skipping school on the first day of moving here.