Daron Malakian fanfiction

Chapter 1

Skye p.o.v.
I set my bag down and walked around the house. An empty shell and it was not very colorful. I found the room upstairs I claimed a week before. As my mother unpacked, I brought boxes to the room and began to unload. I hung posters above my bed. I smiled looking at the Metallica poster I found at an estate sale. I hung it above where I sleep along with a Slayer poster.
"Think you will see any of your old friends?" Mom's voice rang and broke the silence.
"Sara goes to Glendale. I know that." I said looking at her.
"She will be so happy to see you! Such a sweet girl." Mother smiled.
She walked downstairs and I continued to unpack. I found a picture of Dad and I. He died when I was young. It has been tough without him, Mother says this will be a good place to settle. After unpacking I sat in bed. I put on an Iron Maiden vinyl and laid back.

-Next Day-
"Wake up Skye!" My mother called from downstairs and I winced.
I got dressed in a Metallica tee and baggy chain pants. My black hair was down and teased a bit making it crazier and fluffy. I put on eyeliner and went downstairs grabbing my black tennis shoes.
"Going all out today." Mom smiled and handed me my lunch.
"First impressions are important, right?" I stood up and got my bookbag.
"Glad you are not switching in the middle of the year. Remember, it is the first day for everyone. There will be a lot of new kids to meet!" Mom was optimistic about this. From moving often I knew how it worked. Only this time, we lived here when I was little. I will probably know a few kids. I do not know if that is good or bad.
The bus came and I walked onboard. Kids stared at me as I passed them. I sat down on an empty seat and stared out the window. The bus continued to move.
"Is Skye here?" A voice asked and I raised my arm. The girl sat by me.
"It's me Sara!" She said and I nodded.
"You have not changed."I laughed and she hugged me.
"You did a lot. What is all this?" She asked poking my pants
"Just how I dress." I said and she nodded.
When we got to the school she showed me where all my classes are.
"Anyone I know here?" I asked and her eyes went wide.
"Wellll..." She trailed off. "No one important." She said.
"C'mon tell me." I said laughing.
"Sam is here, Miranda is here, Daronishere." She said.
"Oh boy." I shook my head. "Beaver mouth."
"Please Skye! Do not start something with him. He changed he does not get pushed around. He fights." Sara said worried.
"Like Beaver mouth Malakian could ever hurt a fly." I said laughing.
"I am serious..." She crossed her arms warning me.
"Did he ever fix his teeth?" I asked and she shook her head no. "Not surprising..."
When lunch came I learned Sara had a different lunch. Just great. I sat down and opened my bag getting my lunch out. People stared at me from all over and I felt like exploding. Looking at their faces though... it was like... they were waiting for something to happen.
"This is my table. Move it." A voice said tapping your shoulder and you sighed.
"It is the first day, no one has a seat pal. So get outta here." I turned and looked up and my eyes widened.
"Skye..." He mumbled.
"Daron..." I mumbled back.
"Just take the seat." He rolled his eyes walking off.
I turned and thought about how awkward that just was. Then I remembered the last time I saw him.
'Get away beaver face. No one likes you.'
'Shut up Skye! At least I have a dad!'
Then I slapped him as hard as I could across the face. Telling him how much I hated everything about him. I even told him to drop dead. I forgot about that. We were so little when that happened. I completely forgot. I was just an ass... I still am. I saw him from across the room at an empty table. He was looking down thinking. Probably about me... I sighed.
"Daron." I said but was cut off by two kids sitting by him.
"Who is this?" A kid said.
"No one. Get out of here Skye..." He said. "I don't care about the fucking seat!" He yelled and turned away.
I walked off and threw my lunch away. "Just wanted to apologize..." I mumbled angrily.
After school I saw Daron sitting on a table outside waiting for his parents. I walked behind him so he did not see me.
"I like your hair." I said nervously and he turned to me.
"Why do you keep trying to talk to me?" He said looking at me.
"I wanted to say sorry for...you know." I said kicking the dirt.
"No, I am afraid I don't know Skye...for what?" He said angrily.
"You know exactly what!" I yelled.
"No what exactly? The millions of name calling? Taking my stuff? Or maybe when you smacked me and told me to kill myself?" He said getting off the table.
"Maybe for all of it!" I said. "You should apologize too!"
"For what?" He said.
"Making fun of my dead father!" I screamed.
"Oh you mean the truth? My bad. Maybe your dad got resurrected." He said spitting on the ground by my feet.
"YOU FUCKER!" I yelled and pushed him. I felt two arms hold me back.
"Skye stop!" Sara yelled and Daron flipped me off walking away.
"You better walk away you little bitch! You are so lucky she is here!" I yelled and Sara let me go.
"Stop!" She said and I patted myself off.
"He better watch his step! I swear!" I yelled angrily.
When I got home I ran past my mother upstairs. When I got in my room I slammed the door. I got undressed and slammed my face into my pillow sobbing.
"I HATE HIM!" I yelled and threw my pillow.
When I calmed down I took a shower. Tears still rolled down. I felt angry at him but I still felt bad for all I did to him. I hope it never affected him. I would feel so guilty. I never hated him. I just wanted to make fun of him...why I do not know.
"Skye! Someone is at the door for you."
I walked downstairs in my buttoned up blue and pink dot pjs and opened the door.
"What?" I said then I realized who it was.
"Nice outfit." Daron said and I rolled my eyes.
"How the hell do you know where I live Malakian?" I said.
"Nevermind that. I wanted to apologize for earlier..." He shrugged.
"You know...that stuff hurts more than you know. Really..." I said and he looked up at me.
"I get it...I'm sorry Skye." He said and I shrugged.
"I am sorry too Daron. I wanted to start over with you." I said.
"I liked your outfit earlier... Metallica rules." He said.
"Good start." I opened my door. "Come inside, loser." I smiled and he walked inside.
"I did not know you liked metal. I like your long hair." I said.
"Yeah... I got really into it. I play guitar and go to a recording studio. Trying to form a band." He said.
"That is pretty neat...hey Daron?" I looked at him worried. "The stuff I said back then...how hard did you...take it?" I said.
"...The drop dead stuff?" He asked and I nodded. "It changed me for sure...I became rude to everyone."
"Did you...hurt yourself?" I asked.
"..." He looked down.
"I am so sorry..." I said.
"Whatever..." He said and I grabbed his arm.
"Not whatever! Never do that! You do not deserve that!" I wiped tears and let him go.
"Hey settle down! I do not anymore." He said.
"My dad killed himself..." I said and his eyes widened.
"Oh...I am sorry-" He said and I stopped him.
"I am just a jerk Daron. I am sorry. Do not let me influence you... I was an angry kid." I said crossing my arms.
"Why me?" He said.
"I do not know..." I said.
"That is a lie! What did I do to you?" He said angrily.
"Hey do not get mad." I said. "You just were there okay?" I shrugged.
"...Lies." He said.
"Shut up Daron." I said angrily. " I just wanted to pick on you."
"FOR NO REASON!" He yelled.
"I HAD MY REASONS!" I yelled back.
"WELL WHAT THE HECK TELL ME!" He screamed.
"I WAS A BULLY WITH A CRUSH YOU DOOFUS!" I yelled and turned away. "I liked you, okay?" I crossed my arms.
"Y-Youre lying." He said.
"Hah! I remember making your name with block letters in my room." I looked at him. "Then I would get mad and push them. I thought I was crazy."
"You are so making that up..." He said.
"I wish I was actually... I used to kiss my pillow pretending it was you, realize what I was doing, then spit on it." I shrugged.
"You are being serious...that is so messed up!" He yelled.
"Shut up Daron!" I laughed.
"I knew I was dang cute but." He smiled and raised an eyebrow at me.
"S-Stop looking at me that way!" I yelled blushing.
"Wanna make out?" He laughed and I pushed him.
"NO!" I said turning red.
He busted out laughing.
"Who would want to kiss you anyways you...you...y-you" I started and he raised an eyebrow. "GET OUT OF MY HOUSE!" I yelled turning red.
"Okay okay!" He went outside arms up. "Sure you do not want a goodbye kiss though babe?" He puckered his lips and I slammed the door shut.
"Dumbass!" I yelled and he smiled flipping me off. I started giggling. I turned around and saw my mom.
"How long... how." I said.
"The whole thing." She started laughing.
"Whatever!" I ran upstairs blushing I closed my bedroom door and smacked myself.
"I was just crying how much I hate him and now I love him aaahh. I blushed so hard. My heart was pounding. I really really do want to kiss him just. Eeeehh." I spoke to myself
I took pictures of my room to show him tomorrow and I was smiling like a dork. I went to bed thinking of him.