Skating with You

The Unexpected

Yuri's POV:

I woke up this morning by the chilliness of the air. That same feeling of cold air when I skate. I reached for my glasses and checked the time, my clock read 4:30 . I still have time to sleep but, I can't seem to fall back to sleep. I guess I should take a shower.

I got up from bed, feeling the warmness of my blanket leaving my body, I stepped into my bathroom. As I undressed myself, I caught a glimpse of my body. There are bruises all over my body from the beatings I get in school or either from the falls I get attempting jumps. I looked down at my arms and saw the cuts along my wrists. I hate my body. I hate myself. I got in the shower and turned the shower on. I love the way the water touches my skin, as if it's cleansing or healing my body. I sat in the tub feeling the water go down my head and back. I wonder if today will be any better.

* Time skip*

Once I got out of the shower, I walked towards my dresser. I reached for a white long-sleeve shirt, black jeans, a black scarf, and a dark blue jacket. I looked at my alarm clock again and saw that it was 5:42. I went down stairs and decided to make self some breakfast. It had to be something simple, so I wouldn't awake my parents. I decide to make bacon and egg, simple. After Breakfast, I started walking down the familiar path to school(hell). As I walked down the street my fear grew stronger inside my chest. I don't like to be beaten or humiliated, who does. As scared as I am I can't escape as much as I wanted to. Once I was in front of the gate a few tears escaped my eyes, but I wiped them before anyone would see. I entered the school and quietly made my way to the library. It wasn't a guaranteed safe place, but it was safer than anywhere else in the school. I sat down and took my phone out of my backpack. I searched up my idol's name, Viktor Nikiforov, a junior ice skater. He was the spark that led me to the ice. I fell in love with him the minute, no the second I saw him glide along with the music as if the song was made just for him to dance to. He was so unique to me, his light blue hair(almost white), his diamond blue eyes, and his skin, white as snow. It might be weird for me to love someone I don't know but, I just feel as if our souls were connected in a way. It's no use though, he lives in Russia, he's famous, and about the most attractive guy ever. How could someone like me ever get his attention. I could go to one of his skating performances but, it would break my heart to just see him from far away.

I got up and decided to walk to class already, since it was already 6:00 ,and class started in 30 minutes. As I walked in I noticed that they were already waiting inside for me, surrounding my desk. I walked towards my desk and tried to push them away but they were to strong. The leader of their gang, Otabek, got a hold of my wrist and pushed me down to the floor.

"How does it feel little fagot?" shouted Yuri(o), he used to be my friend, why does he do this to me. I could feel tears forming in my eyes from the pain that formed in my wrist. I could feel the eyes of other students walking inside the classroom. I saw a few of them recording me on the floor surrounded by Otabek's group. I felt sharp pains thought my sides and my back as he kicked me. Why don't they help, can't they see me suffering, someone help. Just after I pleaded the bell rang, Thank you Universe.

"This isn't over fagot." shouted Otabek as he took his seat. Otabek was a bully before, always was but he never targeted me until now thanks to Yurio. Yurio used to be my bestfriend, I could always confide in him and after a while into our friendship I gave him the nickname Yurio. I still refer to him as Yurio because I forgive him, I don't blame him for wanting to be popular. I guess our friendship just wasn't enough for him. I can still remember the face he made when I told him, he was so shocked. He got up and said the words that ended our friendship," Never try to speak to me again." It still pains me to remember those words, but to me he will always be Yurio, the boy I could always tell everything to, my first ...... crush.

I got up from the floor and sat in my seat. My seat was next to the window, in front of the class, you could say it was isolated. No one sat beside me and no one ever will even if we switch seats. I guess I don't mind due to the sight I get from the window, I could see the water fountain that is surrounded by flowers and trees. Sometimes I get lost in my thought by looking at the view. I seem to love everything but myself.

My attention was recaptured when I heard the girls squeal and gasp. I turned around and looked to the front of the class and saw the teacher walking in with someone. I couldn't quite see his face because the girls started to surround him. Mysterious.

" Girls, give him space!" shouted the teacher. The girls went back to their seats and I saw him. Could it be.......

" Class this Viktor Nikiforov, he will be joining our class while he is on break from the championships, make him feel welcomed." he said.

Viktor Nikiforov is staying in this class, my idol, my love. I can't believe it. I tried to pinch myself but all I could feel was a sharp pain. I was awake. I saw the teacher point to the desk next to me and Viktor nodded. As he walked closer to the desk, I saw how perfect he really was. I was seeing how perfect he really is in real life, not on a screen. His eyes twinkled so bright, they seemed as if they were stars. His skin was so flawless and pale.

" Hello" said a sweet voice.

My eyes met his, he was smiling.

I've been caught! ...........................................

I hope you guys enjoyed the first part to my story. I wanted to leave some suspense, so I could think about the next chapter. If there are any writing errors feel free to tell me. I wouldn't mind. Until Next Time! 😊🙂🙂