The Exchange Program

First Meetings

There was a young man named Toki. He was a foreign exchange student from Norway. Everyone was excited and buzzed to hear that they were going to meet a new student from a new place. He was 16 and couldn't speak English very well. Standing at about 6'0, with brown hair that barely met his shoulders and striking blue eyes, he was easily approachable. But, the buzz didn't last and he was soon alone. He enjoyed playing the guitar. That was actually how he met one of his friends. It was quite ironic. The man was also a foreign exchange student. However, he was an upperclassman. A junior, while Toki was a freshman. His name was Skwisgaar. He was tall for his age. 6'4 already, with amazingly long golden hair and blue eyes. His eyes weren't as pale as Toki's, though. They were more of a sky blue.
At first, they got along great. Skwisgaar was quite surprised with Toki's ability at guitar playing. Even though, he knew that Toki would never be as good as him. Skwisgaar had an amazing talent. Everyone who heard his playing was mesmerized by the fact that he could already play that skilled at the age of 17. However, Toki was easily able to keep up with him with practice. Skwisgaar introduced him to some of his friends who had hopes of making a band. There was Nathan, a senior, with a gruff voice, perfect for the music they had hopes of making. Toki slightly wondered if Nathan could break him in half. He wasn't much taller than him, but he sure was bulky. Face fixed with a seemingly permanent scowl, his hair came down below his shoulders. Not as long as Skwisgaar's, but getting there. He was in the football team, which surprised Toki but also didn't. With his build, it wasn't very hard to see him in a sport of some kind. Toki was just glad that he didn't act stuck up like most of the team.
The next man he met was called Pickles. He was the drummer in the group. He was a senior, like Nathan. He wore fiery hair in dreadlocks and had green eyes as well, but, Nathan seemed to have the brightest eyes of the bunch. He had the start of a beard and mustache growing. Toki learned that Nathan and Pickles had started the band and had looked for members. Leading to Skwisgaar and the final person to meet.
His name was William "Murderface". Toki found out quickly that they just called him Murderface. He was pretty sure that wasn't his real last name, but he was sure he wouldn't be told even if he asked. He was a sophomore. He had a prominent gap in his teeth with yellowish eyes. At least, they looked yellowish. Toki just suspected it was because they were compared to Nathan's vibrant green eyes. He had brown hair that didn't pass his shoulders. But, it wasn't like Toki's. Toki's hair hung a bit limply and was straight, touching gently past his shoulders. His hair was almost triangular and poofed a bit. Out of all of them, he was the most robust. He also spoke with a prominent lisp. He was the bassist of the band.
Skwisgaar had told him that they had been looking for a rhythm guitarist anyways, and Toki's skill was perfect for them. He learned more from Skwisgaar. Since he was self taught, there was much to learn. Skwisgaar was always encouraging, gently correcting him if he made mistakes. Toki supposed that's why the crush came on. He tried to his best to repress it, but it was still there. Skwisgaar wasn't ignorant, either. He had girls practically lining up to have a chance with the talented guitarist. Toki silently appreciated the fact that his crush on Skwisgaar was never brought up. Maybe, he really didn't notice.
But, Skwisgaar noticed. He wasn't too surprised. Everyone liked him. And, why wouldn't they? He was the fastest guitarist out of the people at school. Out of adults, even. Looking golden in white with sculpted cheekbones. He could get any girl he wanted. He had noticed the way Toki looked at him when he thought he couldn't see. Blushing when their skin occasionally brushed, yet almost jumping at the contact. Toki wasn't hard to read. But, he also seemed to have a childlike nature. Bewildered by almost everything at school. He wore stained clothes and a ridiculous looking hat. But, that was part of his charm. It was almost endearing the way he looked at new things with wonder. Almost like he hadn't known they had existed. Skwisgaar thought about Toki. He didn't know much about him. He wondered where he came from. He seemed jumpy and, even when it was extremely hot in the garage they practiced in, he never took off his shirt. The rest of them did. Save for Murderface and Toki. But, the rest of them had nothing to hide. Murderface was understandable, since he was bigger. But, what was Toki hiding?