BoyxBoy Oneshots

Pierced Petals

Hmm I don't really know why I called it this..anyways,Pastel obsessed Emery runs into the most feared kid in school (Simon) on his first day there.

Also not really sure if 'cross-dressing' would be considered a warning..theres also slight bullying ,nothing big though,or very good,I'm not good at thinking up insults.

((this song doesn't really have anything to do with the one-shot I just really like it xDD))

|Oh! and thank you guys so much for 600 reads !! x3

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^EMERY'S POV^

     I feel like I should be scared. Yet,I'm not. I mean,shouldn't I be afraid of going to a new school? Does it make me weird that I'm not? Eh.

Me and my family recently had to move practically across the world because of my parents job promotion and I have to attend a brand new school with people I don't even know. What will they say about my awesome fashion choices? Its not every day you see a boy wearing skirts and flower crowns. 

Yet,again,I'm not scared.

I like everyone,even if they don't like me,and I'm to much of an optimist to really be put down by words. I'd probably smile and compliment them to be honest. I'll admit part of that is because of my weirdness,but most of it is my optimistic self.

I was currently sitting in the passenger side of my mothers car while she brought me to my new school. Is it odd that I'm actually excited?

"Alright-y we're here." 

I looked up at the giant worn down brick building. It looked old and dusty. It looks like something that when you open the door a bunch of spiders and rabid animals run out off. Talk about creepy.

I smiled over at my mother. "Bye mom!" I yelled out excitedly.

She smiled back at me. "Bye darling,have fun,and remember if any bothers you go straight to the principle." She replied,getting super serious at the end.

"I will mom." I rolled my eyes jokingly,grabbing my plain white backpack and opening the car door,jumping out and slamming the door shut.

I waved to my mother as she drove off. When her car was out of sight,I started to stroll towards the old worn down high school.

I busted through the doors,skipping and smiling happily as I searched for my locker. Number 105. I took the chance to look around the school while I searched for my locker. It didn't look as old and worn down as it does on the outside. The roof was pretty high up too.

I stopped my looking when I arrived at my locker. I was about to look at my hand,with baby blue painted nails,that also had my locker combo writtin in black ink on it,to look at my combination when I was shoved roughly into a locker. Ouch,my lovely face has been pushed into a dirty locker door. Gross.

I heard laughing as I tried to catch my balance,slightly dizzy from the fast movement of being shoved. When I finally caught my balance I shook my head and turned around,becoming face to face with some random guy I've never seen before,who was still laughing.

When he finally calmed down he wiped his eyes and spoke, "Wow,I can't tell if you're a guy or girl."

"Guy." I responded smiling brightly. I was wearing a short baby blue colored skirt,with long white stockings that went up about mid-thigh with frilly and somewhat bushy baby blue flowers at the tops of them,a light beige tank top with a (of course) baby blue flower design in the middle of it,a lacey,again,baby blue jacket,lacey baby blue flats,and finally to top it all off,a baby blue flower crown and lip gloss.