My Guardian angel- Chardre (Completed)

New School, New people

Italics= thoughts

Charlie's POV

Today was my first day at my new school. I had been off school "sick" for around a month because my Mum didn't feel safe letting me leave the house and be in big crowds since i have been diagnosed with Anxiety and Depression. She finally found a school that she felt was safe for me to go to.

I put on my new uniform which was a green Tie with silver stripes on it and a gray sweater which had no sleeves, it also had green stripes around the neck part. Everyones ties and sweaters were different colors according to which house they were in.

Red and gold = Gryffindor

Blue and Yellow = Ravenclaw

Yellow and Black= Hufflepuff

Green and Silver = Slytherin

I was in Slytherin. I quite liked my uniform because i like the way the green goes with my blonde hair.

(A/N i have an obsession with Draco Malfoy from Harry Potter don't kill me plz)

I was sort of excited to start my new school because a new school meant new people but that was also the part that i was nervous about.

Would i get bullied there? I guess there is only one way to find out.

"Charlie, We need to leave!" My mum called up the stairs.

"Coming, two seconds!" I called back.

I grabbed my bag from my bed and ran down my stairs.

I put on my new shoes and got into the car before my mum drove off.

"How are you feeling?" She asked me.

"Nervous but Excited." I replied.

"You'll be fine, I'm sure." She said.

"Don't be sure, the place may look nice but the people there might not be." I stated.

"I'm sure they are." She reassured me.

We sat in silence for a few minutes until we got to the school. We got out of the car and started to walk to the office.

"When we get in there, someone will show us around and then at 11 o'clock you will go to your lessons. Okay?" She asked.

"Okay." I replied.

I honestly didn't want to talk because i was afraid that if i opened my mouth i would be sick because of my nerves.

We walked threw the doors and my Mum went to the counter.

"I'm Mrs. Lenehan, My son is new here and he is starting today." She said.

"Okay, just take a seat and someone will be here in a minute."  The lady replied.

She had a thick welsh accent and she looked as if she had been crying but was trying to be professional.

My mum and I sat down on the chairs and waited.

Not long after a man comes out along with a boy who looked very sad.

"Hello, nice to meet you. I'm Mr. Devries and i am the school counselor. I have a student with me and he is going to show you around the school. Right son?" The teacher said.

So that's his dad?

"Sure." He replied with a fake smile. He had a thick welsh accent too and so did the teacher.

Maybe they are related? I mean they look alike. The boys not that bad looking either. Pretty cute if you ask me.

"Cmon, I'll show you around." He said to me. He sounded almost as if he had partly lost his voice.

"Bye Mum, see you later." I said and i followed the boy threw the doors.

Half way threw showing me around he brought me out to the playground.

"This is the football pitch. Th-the team play here of a lunch." He chocked a sob at the end of the sentence.

"A-are you okay?" i asked and he shook his head.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"M-my brother was on that football team, i-i used to play with him. H-he died yesterday." He cried.

I pulled him into my arms.

That is why they were all crying.

He put his arms around me and sobbed into my chest for a few minutes.

"I-i'm sorry I'm a mess." He said when he had calmed down a little.

"No, it's okay. I would be the same if that happened to me. I don't think i would be able to come into school to be honest. You are being really strong and i know i only just met you and i don't even know your name but i am actually proud of you. You are still living life, not sitting around crying and I'm sure that's what he would have wanted and he would be proud of you too." I said truthfully.

"Thanks for saying that it means alot. My name is Leondre by the way, but call my Leo for short. It's what Joey used to call me." He replied.

"Joey?" I questioned.

"My brother." He replied.

"Oh, My name is Charlie by the way, call my Ceejay for short." I said.

He nodded and smiled.

I think i have my first friend. This feels amazing. Should i feel this strongly about a friend. I guess i should? It just means i care alot about him, even though i just met him. I love him- wait in a friend way. I think? WHAT IS GOING ON WITH ME.

We just stood there hugging while these thoughts went around my head.

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Word count: 899

Hey guys, so they met. And don't kill me for the house thing, okay? You are lucky i didn't turn them into wizards. I'm obsessed tbh. Sowwy :)

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