Kai-bug And The Company of Misfits

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Everyday I dreaded coming here. The whole place looked like some sort of gothic monastery, complete with tall pointy turrets. Typical prep school, Kimburton. I think the place was created just to spite me.

I've been going here for the past four years, ever since this damn voice began to cause trouble. The third fight I got into over it deemed it necessary for my enrollment in the half-ass reform school. This school could give less than two fucks about what the kids did here, as long as it wasn't publicized.

Something within me realizes that I've been swearing quite a lot lately. Actually, it's him who notices. Yeah yeah, little Kai-bug growing some hair on his chest and getting ballsy!

Shut up. Just saying dude it could be an improvement, you have like no body hair. Isn't that a bit weird for guys our age? No chest hair at all?

I didn't want to talk to him, Shadow I called him. Because, no matter what I did he was always there. Always.

"Look out below!" I hear nothing but a wild shout and instinctively I duck and curve my body to the wall. Just as I suspected, the remains of a paint filled water balloon is splattered against the tree I was lounging against.

"Whoa man good reflexes, I was totally aiming for Justin." turning my head I see the number one dick in school, Ty McGuire. Even his name is dickish. I know he was aiming for me because he always did stupid shit like this. To me.

"Yeah I'm going to be late for class. I have to go." I murmur with my head down. Be a man! stand up for yourself!

"What about us Kai-bug?" Justin snickers from behind Ty.

"Oh well there's Kai, call him Kai-bug, and he's a loser don't bother with him babe," Ty announces to a small figure beside him. Who on earth is that hot piece of- My attention is snapped back to him as he walks over to me and raises his arm above my head. With a smirk, he busts the balloon in his fist and walks off laughing.

I sigh, lavender paint dropping off locks of my hair and onto my face. Suddenly a small hand reaches up and scrapes some of the goop off of my cheeks. I look down, onto a pair of striking forest green orbs. My whole body is numb, wondering at the unnatural beauty in front of me. Breathe damn it breathe!

"At least purple is your color." Her voice is silky smooth and painfully addicting. Full pink lips pull into a smile that seems so fleeting. I want to see her smile again.

"Lavender. Don't know what it is about it but it brings out my eyes." I shoot her a lopsided smile and cringe internally at my stupid tirade. "Honestly I prefer plum." I tilt my head so the paint won't get in my eyes and send another grin her way. Please, please take pity on me Jesus Christ, I think. Please dear God pity the kid I haven't had any action in forever.

Mercifully she laughs, and the sounds reminds me of wind chimes and bells. I mentally slap myself to knock my mind out of the gutter. Dude she is so hot... Yeah pretty much describes her. If I wasn't so dumbstruck with the girl in front of me, I would be by Shadow's lack of intelligent remarks.

"Well at least you know how to make light of the situation." she smiles again and I almost die right there. My palms are sweaty and my heart feels like it's ready to explode. What is she doing to me? Making us want her, isn't that obvious? Want her? Poor virgin it means-

"It's better than crying in the bathroom stall." I shrug at her. "Name's Kai by the way." I stretch out my hand for her to shake and she slaps her sticky wet paint palm into mine.

"Yeah I heard," she says, her lips part and her tongue darts out to wet them, "but can I pretty please call you Kai-bug? Or maybe that's too offensive.." She bites her lip, nervously, and drops my hand suddenly.

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