My Pastel Prince ~Dorl~ {Completed}

Morning Troubles

(AN: So if you didn't read the discription, basically the whole story is in Corl's POV, so yeah, enjoy :3)

*Beep beep beep be-*

I move my hand slowly and turn off my alarm clock. I was super sleepy. I stayed up almost all night worrying about my first day, at a new school. I was really nervous.

I get up and put on my outift that I got the day before. I had on a baby blue hoodie, pastel pink skinny jeans, light grey sneakers, and a flower crown with pink and blue flowers.

I look in the full body mirror that I had on my door. The outift looked really cute. My parents may not like it cause they'll think it's "feminine", especially because of the flower crown. But it's worth a shot. Also, pastel isn't only a 'girl' thing.

I head downstairs to see my mom in the kitchen, making breakfast, and my dad, my brother, who is 13 years old, and my sister, who is 2 years old, sitting on the couch watching TV.

"Hey Bra-", my mom starts to say, but stops. She looks at me with a confused look. "W-what are you wearing?", she asks, turning to look towards me, dropping a spoon. "Uhm...clothes?", I say. She frowns. "Don't get smart with me young man!", she says.

My dad then walks into the kitchen. "Hey, what's going on...", he says. He then stops to look at me and furrows his eyebrows. "Braden? What is...that?", he says. "That's what I'm trying to figure out!", my mom says.

I didn't understand why they were freaking out so much. It was just an outfit. I didn't see anything wrong with it.

"Braden! You cannot go to school looking like a girl! Go change!", my dad says. "I'm not changing...", I mumur. "Excuse me?", he says. "I said I'm not changing!", I say, raising my voice. My mom whispers something to him, and he leaves the kitchen.

"Braden...", she says, sighing and putting her gentle hands on my shoulders,"we don't want people thinking you're gay or something like that...". Honestly, that didn't make sense. "But...what if I am?", I ask. She stays silent and looks away from me. "I-I'm just saying!", I say quickly," I mean I'm not..." I then laugh nervously. She pours out a nervous laughter too. "Oh..good", she says, pulling off a fake smile.

That offended me honestly. What she doesn't know is that I AM gay. And even if they did know, they probably would've taken me to therapy or something cause my parents are crazy and don't make sense most of the time.

"Braden...just please change...", she says, her voice as soft as ever. "Uhm...no?", I say. She sighs. She opens her mouth to say something but I walk away before words came spilling out.

I head back upstairs to my room and sit at my computer desk. I just sat there, pondering. I didn't want to be around anyone.

"BRADEN! COME AND EAT!", my mom yells from downstairs. "NO THANKS!", I yell back.

*30 minutes later*

I look at my lavender watch and see that it's 7:30. I get up from my desktop chair and grab my backpack, that had clouds on it, and rushed downstairs.

My brother was already standing at the door waiting for me. "You ready to go bro?", he asks, smiling. "Uhm, yeah", I answered. "Have a good day boys!", my mom says, blowing a kiss to us.

We head out the door and walk to the bus stop. It would take about 5 minutes to walk there.

"I feel like we should've left earlier, Andrew", I say. "Well I was already downstairs, you're the one who was in your room doing whatever you were doing", he says. "Whatever", I say, rolling my eyes.

We walk in silence for a moment. "Well...if you think we're going to miss the bus then how about we race to the bus stop?", he says. "No...I'm not running...", I say. "Oh cmon! You're a fast runner if you really tried", he says. "I'd rather walk", I say, a little annoyed. "Fine", he says.

After about 3 minutes, we finally make it to the bus stop. There were 2 other kids standing near the sign. One was way taller than the other kid, and me. He had brown hair, and small brown eyes. The other kid, was shorter than him, and a bit taller than me. He had blond hair, the hair style is kinda hard to explain, and he also had brown eyes. He was also really skinny.

As we approach closer, they both stare at me. I start blushing, and of course, with my brother being an extrovert, he starts talking to them.

"Hi! I'm Andrew", he says. Both of the boys exchange looks, and then smile. "I'm Elijah", the boy with the blond hair says. "I'm Denis", the tall boy says. "A-and I'm B-Braden...", I say shyly, stuttering a little. "I've never seen you guys here before? Are you new in the neighborhood?", Denis says. "Yeah, we just moved in like last week", Andrew says. "Oh! Cool", Denis says. "So, are you guys in like elementary or something?", Elijah asks.

Andrew frowns and I blush. "Well-", I start, but Andrew cuts me off. "Oh cmon! I'm 13 and he's 15", he says. "Oh, sorry! You both just look...really young", Elijah says.

Denis elbows him in the stomach. "Ow", he says. "Anyways, excuse my ignorant friend...But I really like your outfit Braden! It's cute", Denis says. I blush for the hundredth time. "T-thanks", I say, looking down at the ground. "There goes the bus!", Elijah says, pointing to it.

It stops at the sign and we all get on. Faces that I've never seen before stare at me. I blush and quickly find a seat, and Andrew sits next to me. We sit in the empty seat that is across from Denis and Elijah.

I could feel everyone talking about me and staring at me. I just look out the window and try to tune it out.

The bus stops at another bus stop. Two of these tall girls, that kinda had muscle, get on. They were probably sporty.

"Hey!", one of the girls say. "This is our seat! Either get up or get beat up!", the other says. I can feel myself panicking. "But we were here first!", Andrew says.

I elbow him. "Just get up! I'm not trying to get knocked out", I whisper. Andrew rolls his eyes. "Oh? So you really want to try us?", they say. I shake my head. "The move it!"

Me and Andrew get up from the seat and move to another empty seat. Hopefully no one sits here.

The bus drives off and we stop at some more houses. Luckily, no else sat in the seat me and Andrew were sitting in. The bus then drops off the kids in elementary, the kids in middle school, which my brother is in, and finally we make it to the high school.

I was so nervous. I hope this goes well.

(Hey! Hope you enjoyed Mini Donuts! xx)