the rich kid and the loner [boy×boy]

Chapter 2

Jay's pov

I was standing in front of my locker. It was a little early as usual and class wouldn't start for another fifteen minutes, so I turned around and headed outside to get some fresh air. And maybe a smoke.

School feels suffocating to me. It feels like it will never end and you are just there. You feel vulnerable and there's nothing you can do about it. That's what it feels like. So I decided to go take a break and smoke for the last few minutes before I had to go back in.

I walked down the hall, until I seen the path I take to get to the back of the school. I walk over to the wall and leaned against it, taking out a cigarette and lighter.

I breathed in, feeling the nerves slowly fade away.

After a couple more minutes, I could hear footsteps approaching. I turned around and saw a slightly confused guy standing there. It only took me a second to recognise him.

Nick Edwards.The rich kid.

I turned back around and threw my cigarette to the ground and walked away.

Let's make something clear.

I hate Nick Edwards. He is so fake. Everything he does is a cover. I hate how everyone loves and envies him. He has everything I could ever wish for and he doesn't even appreciate it.  He has money. He has friends. And most importantly: he has family.

And I hate him for that.

Anyways, he doesn't talk to me and I don't talk to him, and as long as that doesn't change, it's fine by me. I can just keep on hating him from afar.

At some point, without realising it, I walked through the whole entire school, because I was standing right in front of my first class.

I walked in and took my usual seat at the back.

I might hate school, but that doesn't mean that is sick at it. My grades are pretty good, even though it's rare that I actually pay attention in class. I like studying on my own schedule in my own room, and not in a classroom full of people. Besides, I can't be held back. The sooner I get out of here, the better.

The bell had already rang and I was waiting for the class to start when I saw him walk in.

Nick.

It was then that I realised that the seat next to me was empty, and when I looked around there was no other free seat. 

Fuck. Shit. Dammit.

He's walking over to the free seat next to me.

I saw him looking at me from the corner before he took the seat next to me. I was glad he didn't say a word, because the last thing I wanted was for him to start talking to me.

Then the weirdest thing happened.

I unconsciously smelt him.

He smelt like... something between flowers and honey? I don't even know. The thing was that I actually liked it. I found myself leaning closer so I could smell him! Thank god I realised what I was doing and went back on my side. He didn't seem to notice, and I was eternally grateful for that.

The bell rang and I got up and left as fast as I could.  I don't know what happened to me, but I felt really weird. Like... if I stayed, something bad was gonna happen.

I walked to my locker to get my books and then started walking to my next class.

This day was getting weirder by the second.

Word count: 600

*photo of Jay*