Chapter 2

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Chapter 2

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Kellin's POV

My alarm clock rung and when I opened my eyes, Tony was already ready to go. He sat on his bed with his ear plugged in, probably listening to his favourite band.

Tony looked at me and smiled. "Good morning! Come on. Me and my friends are having breakfast before class starts. And I really want you to meet them. "

I thought about it. Tony still staring at me, but this time his eyes pleaded. Seems like he really want me there. I got up and go to the bathroom and got ready. I fixed my hair for the millionth time when Tony came in and said it looks fine.

Usually I don't really care what I looked like, but I really want to make a good first impression on Tony's friends. We left the dorm and made our way to the cafeteria. Tony sat on an empty table and asked me to sit beside him.

"They are always late, especially Vic and Jaime." Tony said. I nodded and just wait there in silence drinking my coffee. After a few minutes which seems like hours to me, a voice startled me.

"TONY!! WE ARE HERE! " I turned and saw three guys walking towards us. When they reached our table, Tony introduced them to me. The tall one is Mike, the one with the weird hair is Jaime and the one that screamed his lungs out few seconds ago is Vic.

I stared at Vic. My heart starts beating really fast and I have no idea why. They ordered their food and sat down with me and Tony. Mike asked me few questions about myself but Tony answered most of them since he knew almost everything about me.

When the bell rang, Tony walked with me towards our first class. "Oh, you must be the new kid, name please?" A teacher said.

"Uh, Kellin. Kellin Quinn." I said loud enough for the teacher. She nodded and told me to sit down behind a guy named Matty.

"Faggot. " i heard him said as i walked past Matty. I looked down and proceed on to my seat behind him.

First class and it is already like this. I can imagine the rest of the day. I took out my sketchbook which has been in my bag since my mum's funeral, and start doodling on it.

This book is my life. I write my songs there. Draw a lot of my thoughts there too. Most of my thoughts are homocidal but put it in a picture, it doesn't look that bad. The bell rang signalling first period is over and time for the next one.

And since i'm going to the next class myself, i was one of the last few to get into my second period, art. When i looked around the class, i saw Vic at the corner of class, staring back at me. I felt my cheek blushed as i looked down.

"Uhm you must be Kellin. Pick a seat. Wherever you want. " the teacher said when he saw me standing by the door. I moved quietly to the other corner of the room. And start on a drawing.

Vic's POV

"Shit! We're late again! Jaime wake up!" I kicked Jaime's bed side then rushed to the bathroom and got dressed. Just as I was brushing my hair, there was a knock on the door. I guess Jaime is awake when i heard the door opened.

"Dude, we're late again. Hurry up. Tone is already there with the new kid." I heard a voice. My younger brother, Mike. I quicky brush through my hair and walked out my dorm room draggin Jaime along, who is still fixing his hair.

"TONY!! WE ARE HERE!!" I shouted. When Tony and the new kid turned around I couldn't help but stare at The new kid. His black hair fits him so much. I stared at him just as he was staring back.

"Vic, you there? " Mike nudged me with his elbow. I mumbled an answer and learnt that the new kid's name is Kellin. An unusual name but unique in a way. I smiled at Kellin and walked over to get my breakfast.

During first period, i couldn't think straight. All i thought about was Kellin. How is it possible to think about someone so much when I never had a conversation with him before. Of course I knew more than his name. Mike kept on asking questions during breakfast, but Tony was the one who answered most of it. Kellin wasn't much of a talker. I wonder how is he doing, i hope he-   "Vic are you listening?" Ms Helda asked. My thoughts were distrupted and nodded.

When first period ended i rushed quickly to art class, hoping my table wasn't taken. I sat down at my usual table in art class and was staring out the window before the bell rings another time signalling the start of the lesson. I looked up and that's when i saw him.

His green pale blue eyes stared back at me. I don't know why my heart beats so fast when I saw him blushed. No Vic. You're not gay. Stop it. He sat down at the other corner of the class and starts sketching. I couldn't stop staring and I hate myself for staring.

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