Levixreader AU

Chapter one

if you don't already know (Y/N) means your name, (H/C) means hair color, (E/C) means eye color, and (H/L) means hair length.. lemme know if I missed anything

(Y/N) pov
I woke up to a loud beeping sound which I soon realized was my alarm clock. I hit it until the noise stopped, I got up, showered, did my hair, got dressed, and put on a little makeup since I didn't really care about my appearance. Before I left I stopped and looked at my blade thinking if I should do it now or after school, I was already late so I waited until after school. I ran downstairs, ate a piece of toast because I don't want to gain too much weight, as people *cough* the populars such as Petra *cough* call me fat, so I limited what I ate and the calories that were in it. I grabbed my book bag and went out the door.
~lil time skip to school~
When I arrived i already felt people's gazes.. it was always uncomfortable to have 100 plus people stare at you every day, but I was used to it.
I went to my locker and gathered all my materials for my first class of the day—math. Oh, how I hated math.. my teacher hated me, so did everyone else in that class did. And I hated them back, so it was even. I was always given more homework and schoolwork than everyone else. As I entered the room there were light giggles and points, which happened everyday. I sat down and wrote down my assignments for the day in my planner, which was a daily routine for the class. Today I dreaded, mostly because me had a test, and it was long as fuck. Like 30 or some pages. Mrs. Masons passed out the test and returned to her desk, with her eyes glued to her computer... gOd I wondered what was so interesting on there..like teachers are ALWAYS glued to that computer. I sat there thinking for about 12 minutes just thinking about it until I finally started the log boring test. It sucked even more than a prostitute mainly because we had a time limit, and because if we finished early it was either do it again or staple her stack of a million papers.. which always ended up with cramping hands, burning eyes, and or a stiff neck. So I always made sure I took as long As I can on each question, either erasing until the paper wears out, or making a huge hole in the paper..which is the worst one, but the good thing was that I was always the last one finished, and got an A or the lowest a B, and rarely ever a C.
~le time skip to lunch cuz I'm too lazy to write more~
Once I arrived at lunch, I went to the table in the back, away from everyone, and I always ate by myself besides when (S/N) (siblings name) wanted to sit Next to me, in which most of the time they didn't because they were embarrassed of me. I played with the ends of my (H/C) (H/L) hair until I felt someone sit down next to me.. I wasn't used to it so it startled me and I jumped. I looked up and met the gaze of steel grey orbs.. I never talked to him or even seen him but.. damn.. he was hOt. I didn't even realize I was starin until he spoke up. "Tch, brat stop staring it's uncomfortable." "S-Sorry..I dozed off a bit..." "whatever..anyway, why do you sit alone? You got any friends, siblings, cousins, a boyfriend maybe?." "Actually, all my cousins hate me, my (brother/sister) is embarrassed of me, and no I'm ugly and no boy would ever like it love me." "Well, brat I'm going to be sitting with you for now on, and I'm forcing you to be my friend if you like it or not." "O-Okay..." "and why don't you eat.. it's unhealthy.. you haven't touched anything on your tray.. at all." "...I'm fat.. I'm trying to look "Presentable" for others like Petra and her friends.. and maybe they'll like me once I'm skinny like them.." "your not fat, brat. Don't let them get the best of you.. all you're doing is starving yourself. If you keep doing it you'll end up anorexic." "I don't care.. as long as they think I'm thin." And then after that I got up, threw my untouched food away and went to my next class, which was band. (Sorry if you're not in band, I am and I don't know what they do in choir or study hall since I'm not in any of them.) I grabbed my instrument and sat in my assigned seat. Our band teacher, Mr. Lee passed out a brand new song, which it looked really difficult, with all the dotted notes and eighth notes mixed with slurs made me dread this song. I didn't even know what it was, didn't even have a title. So I just assumed it was a "warm up", but it had more lines than a warm up did. When we tried it the first time it didn't seem as hard as it did when I glanced at it.. it was actually pretty easy compared to the other music we have played. Band was always my favorite subject because my teacher actually liked me unlike all the other ones. I also made the first chair in my section because it was the only class I enjoyed and could pay attention in.. I mean I do get good grades but only for a little while, which is in the beginning of the year and sometimes the middle of the year. Which right now it is the middle of the year and I've been doing fine and a little better than last year, and I also made a new friend other than myself. I never even catches his name.. damnit.. I should've asked before I walked away from him.. he was hot too.. I might have a chance with him.. but I'm too ugly and no guy will ever like me.. it's always Petra and her friends. And yes, I am jealous of them, who isn't? Her body is to die for, she's pretty, and even made it on the cheer squad and made it to be captain.. she's also very talented.. unlike me, the only talent I have is making art on my skin with my trust worthy blade I took out of a pencil sharpener an bout three years ago. Even though it may have bacteria and dried up blood all over it, it's still pretty useful for when I need it.
~lil time skip~
It was our free period, which we can go outside, roam the halls, basically do whatever we wanted, even go to the mall or other stores or restaurants as long as we returned. Of coarse I went outside and sat underneath a big, tall cherry blossom tree, reading a Harry Potter book, or played on my phone, like I always did on a routine. But today Petra and her friends came up to me, which was different. She stood next to me and said, "Look, the Little emo has no friends to hang out with.. how sad.." her friends laughed. I don't know why she decided to come up to me now.. but I change my mind about her.. I don't want her to like me anymore.. she's a bitch.. I thought she was nicer, and sweeter, because that's what everyone always said. But again, no one likes me and no one ever will, not even that guy that I talked to at lunch.. he might even hate me.. I spoke up.. for the first time in a long while..
"And? It's better than having people bring you down all the time. Also I don't have to worry about them telling others about my secrets." "But still, you're a loser, and losers have no friends, and will never be successful in life." She flipped her hair and walked away, shaking her butt in sync with her friends as they walked.. which was gross.. to me at least..

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