Criminal Mind | Luke Hemmings FF

Criminal Mind | Chapter 1

_Jordan_

I woke up from the stupid alarm. Mom set this, not me. Blame it on her. I sat up on the edge of my bed, thinking how am I alive.

I looked up at the ceiling. Pale blue. Nice. It's always been blue. Reminds me of the blue sky.

Staring at myself at the mirror was such a waste of time. Grabbing my toothbrush, the brush fell off my hand.

"Dammit," I muttered to myself as I picked it up. Bending in the morning was not a good idea, I'm telling you.

I stared at myself for another one minute or two. I don't care about it, I could just walk up to the school late. Pssh.

Grabbing the eyeliner, I lined it along to the waterline. Doing this is hard. You either poke your eye or your black or brown or blue or whatever-is-your-iris-colored thingy.

Dipping my mascara brush, I narrowed my eyes and leaned on the mirror. I relaxed my eyes, then brushed the brush on my eyelashes.

Almost done. Walking up to my wardrobe, searching for something to wear. Hmm..

It took me about a five or six minutes to pick my outfit. Grabbing my Paris! shirt, I wore it and muttered, "Finally, I found it.."

I grabbed my black thigh-length shorts, and grabbed a pair of Active socks. What shoes? Vans? Converse? Supra? Adidas? Osiris?

Aha! Air Jordan's! I have the black one and the grey and pink one. No, I don't want to wear Air Jordan. Probably my black and white Adidas's.

I sniffed the air. Smelling all of these bullshit. Just kidding. I never smelled one at my house. Unless you're at my school. You'll probably smell bullshit everyday and everywhere.

Plopping next to my little sister, Nikki, I stared at her.

Her being a nice girl, she told me I can still change. To stop drugs, smoke and alcohols. I smiled at her when she said that.

I cleared my throat. "Hi, Nikki."

"Oh," she whispered to herself. She always does this when I say 'Hi, Nikki' on her. I feel like she's so afraid of me. Probably scared of growing up around me doing drugs and stuff. "Good morning, Jordan."

I smiled, and found Mom sliding the saucer in front of me with a waffle. "Good morning, Mom."

She ignored me. She had been doing this when I did stuff. I guess she hadn't accepted the new me. Oh well.

BEEP BEEEEEEPP!

"Oh my god," I yelled. I was eating, then the school bus beeped it's horn, making me drop my empty fork on the floor. "Oh my goodness, my fork!"

I heard Nikki giggled. It made me smile.

We said goodbye to Mom, and left the house with me slamming it. I hopped on the bus, of course, letting my little sister first.

As I walked on the narrowed hall, everyone stared at me. I breathed deeply, and made my way to an empty seat.

I found this unfamiliar blonde boy. I narrowed my eyes as I stared at him in the edge of my eyes. He seemed tensed.

'You scared, kid?" I asked, digging on my backpack to find my phone. The kid sighed, as if he wasn't scared or anything.

"Of course not," he said, clutching his backpack close to his chest. I rolled my eyes, and found this pack of gum.

My mind had two choices.

Don't share it or share it with the blonde kid.

Why would I share it if I don't know his fucking name?

"What's your name?" I asked, and he slightly jumped in shock. I noticed that, of course.

"L-luke Hemmings," he stammered, clearing his throat.

I smirked. "Nice name, kid. I'm Jordan Mist." I extended my hand, and he stared at it for five seconds, then looked up at me. I raised my eyebrows, in the matter-of-fact one.

He took my hand, and his grip was quite tight. I tried to hold the pain, and when he let go of my hand, I clutched it closely to my stomach.

The bus stopped at my school. Damn. School. Who would love school? Of course, dorks, nerds and all of those kind of people that loves school.

The changing is really rare. I got this girl named Betty Cooper, and you'll laugh if you see her at my Middle School. She has this big round glasses, visible braces that took forever for her to get it off, and she always wears twin braids. I mean, yeah, she's a total dork. Dorky style.

And then, this kid named Josh Escapade had transformed a lot. Like a bus of puberty hit him really, really bad.

Yes, he's so hawt.

His blonde hair falling off his eyes. His icy blue eyes gives you chill down your spine, and his swag!

Josh is the cutie at my school. He's sporty, and he's a bit of a nerd if you ask me. He's not that kind of kid that hangs at the library. Well, not like Betty Cooper.

Betty Cooper had contact lenses, got her braces off and she dressed normally. Her pimples and pores all gone. Boys falls for her, but she never said 'yes' after the incident on her ex-boyfriend, Brian Hayes.

Brian Hayes is a popular kid, and always picks girls. He used Betty Cooper for his assignments. Especially sex.

They didn't have sex actually, because Betty Cooper already know what he wants.

Of course, Brian Hayes lost his virginity since he entered high-school. Well, actually at Grade 10.

Almost every-girl would like to ride him. Not Betty Cooper. He's the son of Hades. Well, not actually but, that's just an expression.

I walked away from the school to smoke. Yes, I do smoke. Lighting up my cigarette and placing it between my lips. It feels good, not the first time I did it.

I felt like someone's watching me. Behind these bushes. I took one sip of the cigarette and threw it away. I blew the smoke out of my mouth, and found Luke Hemmings walking away. "Aye!"

The boy turned to me, in guilt. He walked continuously, and I ran for him. "You shouldn't have watched me smoke."

"Well, I'm sorry about that," he murmured to me. I shrugged, and smirked at him. He started walking fast, walking away from me.

Well, fine then. People always walk away from me. Like, what the hell is wrong about people being with me?

I don't bite.

Especially I don't kill.

Well, for now.

Entering the school, I saw the unexpected person.