Migraine

✂️Secrets of the mad hatter

If people thought school was fun they were the ones that need to be put into the mental hospitals, for school was anything but fun. Jace sat in his first two hour long classes in relatary peace and quiet....well as quiet as a classroom full of teenagers can get. Glancing at the clock he could only sigh in boredom for this subject was his least favorite. Plus when he was bored the voices loved to come out and make him want to pull his hair out.

"Aw you don't think that Jace do you?" "He hates you more" "Who could hate me?" "Obviously him"

Jace bit his lip hard but not to hard to puncture the skin but it still like nobodies business. He clenched his hands into fists for the second time today as he looked up at the clock again but it felt like time didn't speed up, and it was only three minutes later than before. He wanted to cry and scream but he wasn't even close to finishing the school day. 

He laid his head on his desk as he kept his eyes focused on the clock before closing his eyes. He needed a small nap anyway and this was a boring subject anyway, math. He hated the subject with a passion and he was glad it was his second period because he wouldn't tolerate it in any other schedule. 

"Look at him sleep so cute!" "You are to fucking loud" "Both of you shut up!"

Jumping up when he hears the bell that class has ended he grabs his stuff and walks out the room. He was quick and fast as he walked in the hallways of his personal hell but years of practice proved to be fruitless as when people in front of you walked slow with a crowd around you just wanted to scream, and that is what Jace wanted to do. He gritted his teeth as he walked behind them as they chatted loudly, he wanted them to go fast.

Finally reaching his next class he sat in his regular seat, in the back right next to the window, and just as he was about to put his head down a finger poked his back gently but it still caused him to jump and turn around to face the person who poked him.

A boy with his hair color of light brown but the boys was way darker while Jace's hair was lighter, dirty blonde. The boy had icy blue eyes while Jace had hazel eyes that loved to change shades of color depending on his mood, clothes, or weather. Jace's eyes widen slightly when he saw the boys jaw line for it was a strong looking jawline and he knew if his sister or mother were here they'd be cooing or making some other noise.

The boy reached out his hand while the other was on his desk and against his cheek, holding it there. Jace only looked at the hand before looking back at the boy as he slowly put his hand into his.

"Name's Damion, yours?" He questioned with a tilt of his head and eyes closed with a smile on his face. Jace couldn't help but blush at the boy, who he now knew as Damion, was still holding his hand and he didn't do well with prolonging physical contact with someone. 

Damion looked at him weirdly which caused him to blush even more for he forgot his introduction.

"J-Jace." He stuttered out as he tried to pull his hand away while scratching behind his head with the other, free, hand. Damion's smile only grew as he finally let go of his hand causing him to quickly pull it back to himself.

"What a baby!come on man up would ya? it's just a hand it's not gonna eat you!"

He gritted his teeth again before forcing out a tiny smile on his face which the boy smiled back too. Jace took a breathe to calm himself down as he turned around but he was probed again just as the bell rang. He looked over his shoulder to see Damion smirking at him as he mouthed out 'later'. So Jace took that as a sign to turn around.

If only he kept watching for a second longer to see that smirk turn into a cruel smile on Damion's face, because than Jace could have found out much sooner than maybe none of the problems that follow wouldn't have happened.

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After class Jace didn't know what to do for he wasn't use to this unless it was his friend Cody, than it was normal but this was a person who talked to him normally and didn't freak out. 

"Maybe he is new and he doesn't know that you are so fucking scary"

Clenching his hands he got up from his seat but an arm that wrapped around his shoulders stopped him from going further.

"Trying to run away from me?" Damion said with a hint of teasing in his voice, but Jace found the situation not funny and shook his head with a serious face.

"Why are you talking to me?"

He knew answering a question with a question irritated people, hell it irritated him but he just had to know. He didn't want to get to close to someone who could be playing with him. Jace kept the frown on his face and kept serious as he normal was. Damion only tilted his head to the side like a golden retriever puppy that heard a noise it never heard before. The look didn't last long though for the next second he was smiling and pulling Jace even closer, if that was possible, and leaned down.

"To be your friend why of course!" 

Jace could only look at him sideways in disdain for nobody just randomly want to be your friend, or they could but it wasn't rare or common for people to want to be his friend. In fact he only had one friend at school and they've been friends since birth, their mothers knowing one another since high school. 

Jace only shook his head before shrugging off Damion's arm from his shoulders and walked away from him, and in turn went to the next class. If people asked why he was so rude or why he left so quickly it was because he only had a good two minutes till the next class, and his was gym which was on the other side of the school. What they didn't know was that Jace covered his upper face with his binder and he was blushing behind said binder. What they didn't know wouldn't kill them he supposed.

And as Damion looked to where Jace left from he couldn't help but chuckle darkly as his little kitten was so shy, it was very cute. He swirled a photo in his hand as he grabbed his stuff and walked out of the classroom laughing as the bell rung loudly but it fell onto deaf ears.

He hadn't been in high school for eight years and the twenty six year old couldn't help but find it amusing how nothing seemed to change. He attended this high school way back and it seemed like it hasn't changed at all. He knew the other shit wouldn't change for humans were nasty and cruel beings.

Why would he ever come back to this hell hole that was nothing but cruel reality for him? Well it was because he needed to get something or rather someone. He looked down at the photo in his hand with a gentle smile. 

Who or what that was on the photo? None other than Jace Sykes. and he planned on getting him for himself one way or another.