Mad

One

"Are you excited about the new transfer student?"

"Yeah! I wonder what that person is like!"

The class was filled with excited chatter about the new transfer student.

"Hey Ethan, what do you think he's like?" My friend, Allen asked. I shrugged, grinning in response, "I don't know. We'll see."

Just as my classmates were excited about the transfer student, I was too. Mostly, I'm curious on why he's transferring at his senior year at highschool. But well, not my business to butt into.

The classroom hushed as soon as the teacher entered.

"Hello class. As you all probably know, we've got ourselves a new member for our class! I'm keen on letting you all meet Zylen Reynolds," Miss Kim cheerfully said.

Everyone started whispering and giving him looks. How do I say...? He was not quite how they pictured him and believe me, I was speechless.

Zylen wore an eyepatch over his left eye. Normal white shirt and black jeans. Nothing too out of the ordinary except that he wore a hooded white coat...

His skin was pale. Very pale, like he has never been in contact with sunlight. What's most astonishing was the fact that his hair was completely white. Isn't it a bit too early for his hair to turn completely white? Chills went down my spine seeing that smile. God. He seemed to be staring at us with this, how do I say, perverted look.

For a moment, I swear that I made eye contact with him. I averted my eyes nervously.

"I'm Zylen as you know, nice to meet you~!" He said. That was some bubbly atmosphere he's got... He whispered something else. I think that it went unnoticed by anyone due to the whisperings, but I sure as hell am confident with my hearing no matter how far I am seated at...

"Fellow specimens."

"I hope you all be friends with him," Miss Kim said. She appeared to be all cheerful but I'm sure she felt a bit uncomfortable too. And to add to my uneasiness, she added, "Hmm, go sit at the second desk in the last row."

Well, shit. That was right next to me. I took a deep breath in. I could actually feel my classmates' gaze on me. Looking at me pitifully? So what if Zylen here looked like uh, some sort of freak? That doesn't mean I was gonna die in the next few minutes or days or whatever.

People, keep your stares to yourself.

"Okay class. Stop the whispering and those looks. We're going to start homeroom now." And with that, the class finally shut up.

Riiiiiiing!

The bell rang indicating the end of the class. We were dismissed for today and most students scuttled out thankfully.

"Hey Ethan! Wanna go together?" Allen asked.

"Mom said that she'd pick me up, sorry man," I replied.

"Okay, catch ya later then." I watched as Allen exited the classroom. I breathed out really slowly. I had some stuff to do before I left and woe be with me. I was in the classroom alone with Zylen.

I mentally gave myself a slap. I was not the type who would judge a person by his looks. No one seemed to attempt a conversation with him, and I bet they were calling him names throughout the whole homeroom. Might as well be the nice guy I am.

"Hey. I'm Ethan! Nice to meet you, Zylen, yes?" I grinned, holding out my hand, though I was a huge nervous wreck inside.

"Yes. Nice to meet you too, Ethan," he smiled, taking my hand. Now that I was close to him, I could see the colour of his eyes - a dull gray.

"Um, so, why did you uh, transfer schools?" What? I was curious about that, wasn't I?

"Hmm... How to answer that~" he mumbled, the smile still on his face, but looking out the window with this distant look in his eye. He's definitely a weird one.

He finally shrugged his shoulders and looked back at me, "Due to my parents."

Okay, that was a normal reasoning. He doesn't seem to be lying. At least I can't tell if he is or not. Zylen looked mysterious and I'm positive that there's more than what meets the eye.

Being a human, I got curious. I mean, that's normal right. I wanted to find out and know more about the mysterious boy in front of me, so I suggested the most easiest way to do do.

"Hey, wanna be friends?" I asked smiling. Yup, I grew out of my nervousness. And being the nice person I am, knowing that no one else would be his friend, why not?

Then, there it was again. That creepy, almost perverted-like smile.

"I'd be more than glad to~"

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Hmm... After almost a week of pondering how to write the first chapter... Finally! Well, hope anyone reading liked it. (The hell am I doing... Starting a new story when I haven't completed a single one yet). Lemme know what you think~

~ Miu