What just happened? (boyxboy)

Ch. 15

Trace's POV

Where the fuck is he? I havn't seen Damien all day. At all. I know I hear rumors of "The little emo clone" hanging out with Cato before, during and after class, and I would not doubt it. But I havn't seen him around.

Just then I heard the chorus of 'coffin' by the black veil brides. My text alert. Taking my phone out of my back poket, I read the ID. 'Little twiinn :P'

Damien: Hey man... Not feelin to good. Cato coming home with me. hes afraid I might get sick... so hes going to be spending the rest of the day with me. see you after school.

Trace: K whatevz.

I tuck my phone back into my back pocket of my crimson skinny jeans. At that moment I felt someone very skinny jump onto my back almost causing me to fall over. "WHAT THE FUCKFACE!?" I screamed at the top of my lungs.

I heard the slight gigling of none other than Karly. My 'girlfriend'. "Hey baby. So have you found out where the other half went?"

"Yeah He isn't feeling well so Cato took him home." I said dropping her down so she was no longer on my back. She nodded, then scampered off to talk to other people after giving me a quick kiss.

Right now we were hanging out at Mo hill. This giant hill that is not far from our school. We hang out here every day at lunch and by 'we' I mean, mine and Damien's group of friends. There is My best friend Jimmy, but we all call him Jinxx, because Jinxx is his favorite member of BVB, then there is Damien's best friend, Shae, then the man of my dreams, Shayne, next is Primrose, that is indeed her real name, her mother's favorite flower was a primrose and she died in child birth so her father thought it would be a good idea. Then there is Sammy, Prim's best friend, Bryce, Sammy's older brother, Blake, the eldest of us all, and lastly Max, the youngest of us all. Karly is not at all a part of our group... they all hate her. she only hangs out with us because of me. We are like the outcasts of the school. But that does not matter we are each others second family. We don't need the 'normal' people. Hell, who in the world is 'normal'? What is normal anyway?

Ok well enough with my mind rants. I walked a little further down the tall hill - but not to far- and layd down and closed my eyes. Deciding I wanted to listen to music, I dug out my white I pod touch and put my ear buds in. I chose my playlist called "BVB Sexieness". Yes I called it that... It isn't my fault the guys of bvb are the ... second to sixth sexiest beings on earth... the first being my Shayne... Ok no Andy and Ashley and Shayne are tied for first. (insert girly giggle here). The first song that came on was Coffin. My personal favorite. Duh... Closing my eyes I listened the the beautiful creations of my favorite band.

　

Take your crosses

I'll live without them

Standing wet in holy rain.

When you were baptized

Ignored the problem

That's when I watched you seal your grave.

I tried to save you

But let you drink the pain

A final song now we both know.

So I'm not givin' up

Won't let you suffocate me

You find your hell is home.

I don't owe you anything

You'll only die of dreams forgotten.

I've got my pride so hear me sing

I'll never let you steal my coffin.

Words is weapons

Listen to you