I cant feel anything

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I go to my first class in the morning to be greeted by an asshat of a teacher.

"What are you doing in my class mister?"

"I'm you're new student" I try not to think about all the attention on me "Alan Ashby"

"Speak up son"

I clear my throat again "Alan Ashby, your new student"

He nods "take a seat"

I sit in the empty seat in the front of the room next to a guy with black shoulder length hair.

"Hey pip squeak" he smiles playfully punching my arm.

I nod as a greeting.

"I'm Kellin Quinn"

"Alan Ashby" I nod opening up my English lit. Textbook. The teacher clears his throat to teach just as someone bursts through the door.

"Mister Carlile" the teacher growled. Take a seat. Austin made his way to the back and starts fooling around. I groan. I was trying to avoid him at all costs. The teacher begins teaching and it was hard to focus with the ruckus coming from the back.

"Austin" the teacher stops the lesson and the commotion. I turn around to see Austin look up like he was innocent. "Would you please switch seats with Kellin?"

Austin frowns, but we make eye contact and he nods agreeing. He slings his backpack over his shoulder and Kellin groans doing the same. Once he sits down the teacher continues on. I start to feel my anxiety act up and I pull out a bottle and take out a large yellow pill. I forgot to take it this morning, at least it's only first period.

"Druggie" Austin whisper laughs.

I shake my head. "It's prescribed"

"That's what they all say"

That irritated me I hate smart asses. But me being a 5'5, weak ginger and him being a 6'1 muscular dude, I didn't take action.

"Sorry I didn't come back last night. Off getting laid" he winks.

I nod pretending to understand. I only had sex with one girl, that it was dating for three years. But that was a year ago. She broke up with me a few months before my mum died.

"You know what they say...'fuck em dump em" he leans back all cocky like. "One night stands are the best"

I nod again trying to listen to the lesson. The bell rings and I wonder to my next class called 'guitar'. I guess it's like a two hour long thing where a group of guitarists only work together. I think there is a few guitar groups and same with all the other instruments (vocals, drums, bass, and rhythm). I see Ben Bruce in there and join him.

"Hey mate" he smiles. "Let me introduce you to the rest of the group, Tony Perry" a Mexican guy with a few tattoos and a bad ass attitude "Justin Hills" an overall chill looking guy "Jacky Vincent" a long black haired guy cradling a purple guitar with a purple bandana. "Frank Iero" a small guy who seemed to not care much "and Jack Barkat" a guy with brown hair and a bleach blonde streak through it. We start going through basic stuff.

One hour through we take a break.

"Hey you're pretty good" Jacky's says, also having hints of a British accent.

"Thanks" I quietly nod

"You're Austin's new room mate huh?" Justin snorts

I shrug "yeah why?"

"Didn't you hear what happened to the last guy?"

"Don't scare him" Jacky's rolls his eyes. "They're just rumors"

"But he had to leave because he tattled on Austin for drinking and Austin beat him so badly that he was in the hospital..."

"Enough" Jacky's cuts him off sternly.

I frown. Just rumors right? Plus. I'm no tattle.

"Morale of the story: don't get on his bad side" Jacky sighs walking away to grab his water

Justin gives me the 'I'm so sorry for you' look and follows Jacky.

"Don't mind them" Frank chuckles from behind me, startling me a bit "they like causing trouble"

"So the thing about Austin...." I trail off

"Oh 100% true" he laughs. Then leans in close to whisper in my ear "I'm the gossip guru in this school. Need gossip? Come to me"

"Thanks" I say wearily.

"Especially about you" he laughs. I sigh. What the hell is wrong with this school?

"What about me?" I ask

"About your crush on the girl in your English lit class."

I think back to the girl with the short skirt and big boobs. I feel the heat rise up to my cheeks. They must be as red as a beet right now.

"So it is true" he exclaims

I shake my head "sorry. Nothing has caught my eye yet"

"But Angie's boobs are huge!"

"True. But I'm not really looking for a relationship"

"Bad break up?"

I nod. I do t want to tell this guy too much. He's kinda persistent.

"One other thing"

I groan "what?"

"The hottest chick in the school is out for you"

I tilt my head to the side like a confused cat.

"Lola Hithers."

I shrug. She sounds like a bitch.

"This is not a shrugging matter!" He says hysterically. "She is like a python! She wants you, by the neck. Lots and lots of hickies if you know what I mean."

"What if I don't wanna date?"

"Sucks to be you. Her boobs are like manic crystals. You look I to em and your hypnotized"

Note to self: don't look at Lola's boobs. Who ever the hell she is.

"No joke" he pats my shoulder before we return to the guitar "good luck. Have good sex while it lasts"

This is insane. I can say no! I mean after my last girlfriend I really had no desire for another. She was sweet. But then my mom and everything....I just don't know.

Finally it was time for lunch! I was just about to walk down into the cafeteria when a strong force pulled me under the steps.

"I'm Lola" the force says spinning me into the body. Don't look at boobs.

"Alan"

"I know" she smiles wrapping her hands around my neck.

"Um..." I say before a clash of lips join my lips. Well that was abrasive. Her fingers slide up my shirt and that causes me to separate from her.

"Ugh" she sneers at me. Okay I was right total bitch. "What the hell is wrong with you?"

"I um, just don't do one night stands"

"Goodie goodie?"

"What? No!" I shake my head

"Then what is it?"

"I have a bit of class" I spit before turning to walk away.

"I'll get you Alan Ashby." She says in a sexy suggestive tone.

Fucking weird. I plop down at the table with Danny after getting my lunch and let out a sigh.

"You have 'just had sex' hair" Danny laughs.

I groan hopelessly trying to mat down my hair. "I didn't

"Hey, if it's with that Lola chic say it proud" Sam laughs.

"I didn't" I insist.

They laugh and shake their heads. "She's out for you bro" Cam says "you will"

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