For the love of my life... (Trillie)

Where are you?

Billies POV

it's been 2 weeks since tre kissed me.
And after that, I haven't seen a sign of him.
He left my guitar on the back of my tree the other day, but
he hasn't been in school at all, and I'm not sure where he is.
I'm extremely worried for him, bad thoughts running through my head.
What if he killed himself?
I got scared at that one.
But I checked Christie road, his house, anywhere.
The school bell rings above my head.
Grabbing my books, I walk out of the school.
Pitter patter on cement startles me as I feel a grasp of hands around my body.
A small yelp comes out of my mouth but it's soon covered my hand tasting like pot and dirt.
I couldn't handle the bullying anymore. It's been going on for years, and I can't control it.
Anger rose up in my system, but I couldn't do anything about it, because I was being held back.
"Pretty boy, where the hell is tre?! You've been hanging out with him and you were last seen with him!" A deep, familiar voice yelled in my ear.
It was one of tre's friends.
He snatched his hand away from my mouth.
"I'm not sure, I can't even find him. I've been looking, but after my guitar incident, I never saw him again." I said in a weak voice.
He fully let go of me, as I snap my body towards him.
"This isn't over." He growled furiously and stomped away.
I rolled my eyes, walking down the street to Christie road.

Putting my backpack down, I sit on the couch.
Pulling out my sketchbook, I decided to draw tre.
From every detail I remember. Green Hair, blue eyes, curled lips, perfect eyebrows.
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I wake up groggily. My throat was dry, my eyes were hard to open, my hair in tangled curls.
I got dressed and headed outside to school.
Seeing the hockey kids, I immediately turn the other way, not wanting to get involved this time.
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"We have a new student in our class, everybody"

"Ms. Amethyst Wilson."

The football players cat whistled, her smooth face turning red and she shifts, looking uncomfortable.
"Mr Armstrong." The male, thick homeroom teacher coos my name.
I look up, blocking eye contact.
"Will you give amethyst a tour around the school?"
I nodded my head, getting up from my seat.

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"This school is huge!" Her blue, glimmering eyes shimmered in the sunlight, with her pearly white, perfect teeth.
Her blonde hair swam in the air perfectly, and her cheekbones were high.
"Yeah, it's great, ain't it?"
She happily nodded her head.
"I'm sorry, I didn't catch your first name." She said.
"Uh, Billie. Billie Joe." I stammered, my face growing hot.
She was really attractive.
"Nice to meet you Billie Joe." She smiled, looking at me.
I smiled at her, taking a liking to her.
"So what kind of stuff are you into?" I ask her.
"I'm not really sure, I like drawing, writing, reading, and music I guess?" She chuckled.
I smiled, giggling myself.
"Sweet." I say, as I motion for us to walk back into the school.

TRES POV

I don't know where I am.
I've been walking in circles it seems.
I have money, maybe about 600$ Left in my wallet.
I felt horrible doing that to Billie, but that didn't matter. I came out, and I'm not wanted anywhere. Billie probably hates me now, for ruining him.
But I think I'll go back.

Back for Billie.

Billies POV

"Hey, I know we just met, but we should get to know each other. Wanna hang out after school tomorrow?" Amethyst asked me, smiling.

"Sure, sounds good." I say, my mood lightening.

Today was Thursday, tomorrow Friday.

"Okay, just give me your number so I can contact you." She states.

"Yeah sure" I say, grabbing paper and a pen.

"Thanks. I'm glad I made at least 1 friend here." She smiles.

I hand her the note and she grabs it.
Her cold, but warm hand brushes mine, making my skin crawl in the good way.
I smile at her, walking out of the school to head home.