Lonely (A Cryaotic Fanfiction)

~Chapter Two~

~Alison's POV~

After my History class, I was free to do whatever I wanted to do. So I hurried to my locker to get my computer and draw. But as I was walking, I bumped in to someone. Everything fell along the person's stuff.

"Ooops I'm so-" I say as I look at the person. A handsome guy was standing there. He had messy chocolate brown hair, green eyes you could lost in forever and defined muscles under his shirt. He had an poker face mask on his face. It was weirdly made in porcelain and it was just plain white.

"Um, you there?" He made me snap out of my thoughts. His voice, raspy but pleasant. How long was I standing there? I hurriedly picked my stuff and walked fast towards my locker with cheaks flaming red.

I put everything in my locker and opened my drawing book to see Math numbers. This isn't mine! Oh god! The guy has my drawing book! I panicked and tried to calm myself down. I have Math next so I hope to see him there. Exactly as I thought of that, the bell rang. I checked the map and saw Math was all the way to the other side.

I ran as fast as I could over to the class. The door was closed. Great. Humilliation on the second period already. I knock on the door and this man in his 60's comes to open it.

"Hello, you must be Alison?" The man asks.

"Yes. I am"

"Welcome. I'm Mr.Sansung" Mr.Sansung answers.

I enter class and I chose the farthest seat from the front. I hate the front and everyone would look at me behind my head. I look around the class to see if the guy was there. Luckily, he was there. To the other side. I stood up but crouched, and walked towards him.

"I'm sorry Alison, but why are you up?" Mr.Sansung asked.

"Oh, uh..." Say shily. "Well, I bumped into the guy over here," As I point to the guy everyone "oooos". "I wanted to return to him whats his"

He nods and lets me walk to him and give it back. My cheeks flaming red, I walk fast back to my seat and Mr.Sansung continues his class. At the end of the class, I let everyone go out and I start packing up.

"Hey." A raspy yet velvety voice says behind me.

I jumped a little cause of how he surprised me. I ignore him cause who the heck talks to me? I'm new and no one ever talks to a new person. 

"Hey, I talked to you. Now, you answer back." He says again. I heard him tussle his hair. "We haven't met properly. I'm Cry."

"And I'm Alison." I walked fast towards the door. Why do I always walk fast?

As I finish thinking I get to my locker. "A little birdy said you bumped into my boyfriend." The fake girl talks.

"Now you're a bird whisperer?" I say as I leave for the next class. I heard her huff behind my back.

I get into the art class in time. Ryan is also in this class. Greeaat. I sit in the lonely table in the back. Like usual. Someone sits beside me. I don't want to look but I do. It's "Cry".

"Why are you sitting beside me?" I say sounding a little rude.

"Cause. I want to." He says.

I roll my eyes and listen to the teacher. This time it's a middle aged woman. She seems nice. 

"Hey, you're a pretty good drawer by the way." Ryan says while passing me my booklet.

"You stalker! You just looked in my book! How dare you!" I say as I rip it out of his hands. He just stares at me in shock. 

"Exuse me." As I leave to ask the teacher to go to the bathroom.

~A/N~

Hi! Sorry it's so short... I wanted to update it cause I can :3