Lovesick - (Michael Clifford Fanfiction)

Chapter 1

'I'm not ready.'' I whined, refusing to make eye contact with my dad.

''Well tough, Mackenzie. Look at all the other girls and boys.'' He stated, referring to the crowds of chattering teens gathering around the school entrance, dying to get a peek of what they would call their new home for this school term. The thought of having to practically live in your school was bullshit. There were so many normal schools situated closer to my own home, but no, that wasn't good enough for my mom and dad. Nothing is ever good enough for them. I looked down at the bracelets on my arms. My guess is, my dad didn't know the only reason I was wearing them was to cover up my new scars. He definitely didn't know he was the cause of them.

After a minute or two of silence, my dad sternly spoke, ''You can't be still scared, surely. I thought we spoke about this?'' I rolled my eyes at how pathetic he was. He could at least try to encourage me in a nicer way. This was a big step for me, much bigger than he thinks.

I had to admit though, he was right, I was being stupid. What was there to lose? It's not exactly as if i had anything, or, infact, anyone, that I would care so much about losing. I had to get out of the car, go to school, and stop being a god damn baby about things.

I took a minute to release myself from all the negative thoughts that went through my head. I felt my dad peering at me out of the top of his sunglasses. My heart rate got faster, as I slowly but surely, opened the car door, and took my first step onto the school grounds. I heard my dad shuffle about, as he started to get out his side of the car. Before he could close the door I caught his attention over the top of the car.

''I'll be fine from here'' I muttered in protest, just loud enough for him to hear. I was sick of how he didn't even show any signs of encouragement towards me.

''I hope so, Mackenzie'' he sighed, leaning back into his side of the small red vehicle. I knew he didn't really care whether or not I would be fine. I mean, he never cared before. Not when I was growing up, not now, never. I took a step back from the car, still making eye contact with my dad. I raised my hand to give him a quick wave. He returned the gesture and I finally turned around and started my trek towards the massive building.

I had to admit, it was a pretty good school. Despite the fact I had absolutely no one here. I couldn't deny that it was one of the best boarding schools in the states. When I told my cousin, Ellie, about coming here, a few weeks back, her jaw dropped. She was much older than me, and knew a lot. She told me how a lot of people who attend this school, make it far. Whether it be in music, or business, or something else extraordinary.

''This is it'' I mumbled to myself, ever so softly as I continued walking towards the school. I kept my head down, not realizing how far I'd actually walked, until I bumped into a person standing at the very back of the crowd of excited teenagers.

''Watch it'' he smirked. He gave me a sly look over his shoulder as I walked away. I didn't really take much notice, and quietly walked to the other end of the crowd.

As I walked away, I realized how stupid I was. I wasn't even here ten minutes and I fucked up already. Way to go, Mackenzie. I looked down at my feet and whispered quiet judgements to myself, not even thinking about anyone who would possibly hear me.

''Did you say something?'' A voice from the right of me spoke. It startled me, to be honest.

''Um, no'' I huffed.

The boy giggled quietly under his breath, despite my rather rude approach to him. He smiled lightly, his bright teeth caught my eyes as they lit up his whole appearance. He held out his hand implying for me to shake it.

''New here?'' He asked. I gently raised my hand and he shook his. His hand was suprisingly warm, seeing as it was rather cool outside.

''Yeah'' I replied, nervously. I looked up at him, not knowing what else to do, as he was still shaking my hand.

''Oh, I'm sorry,'' He began, as he released his grip on my hand. ''I'm Michael, Michael Clifford''

aw aw, thoughts on Mackenzie? she reminds me of me tbh, awkward and shy lololol ~ Maria