Chapter 2 : Disposable Teens

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💚 ( Twiggy's POV ) 💚

I stop for a moment to redo my laces, then I get up and continue to walk on the bridge to the school. People have crosses around their necks, the girls look like holy virgins, the guys at the end of the race ...Depressing. There is not a single Gothic, Punk, or even a girl dressed in Japanese sweet lolita...nothing. A flock of uniform sheep. Not a hair protruding, not a trace of felt on the fingers. It's going to be a long year. When suddenly, time seems to freeze. A boy turns his head and gives me a small smile. He's tall, skinny, he's wearing black PVC pants and a Twin Peaks T-shirt. He has long black and smooth hair and a ring on the lip. His beautiful dark brown eyes are slightly made up of black. Damn...he is beautiful. I pulled myself together, he's already gone. Shit, I must have looked like an idiot, he must hate me. I'm stupid ! I suddenly realize that everyone looks at me as if I had screamed insanity. No, it's starting badly...

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💊 ( Manson's POV ) 💊

I walk slowly on the bridge (we are not going to arrive on time the first day... ), some morons staring at me as if I had a gun in my hand, some ugly girls who look like cod detail from top to bottom whispering in a way that is discreet but not too much. All people are alike here, it's depressing. Suddenly, the boy with pink and green dreadlocks bends down to make his shoelace again. I can not help but take a look at his little buttocks (sorry, but it's stronger than me), and then shit, the opportunity is too beautiful. I pass him as if nothing had happened and pretended to look for something in my pockets nonexistent. I turn my head slowly, he stands up and stares into my eyes. I had to blush, I'm stupid... I make him a smile then I turn the head with the feeling of having a piranha that eats my stomach. Look dignified as if nothing had happened this morning. But brothel, he's so gorgeous... I advance a little closer to the end of the bridge and I find myself in front of the facade of this new high school.

Well, it's as ugly as i imagined, but well, basically a school has already been beautiful and attractive? Not that I know, no. The entrance consists of two large open glass doors with the name of the high school above. I enter the lobby when the ring is heard. All students then hurry to store their belongings in the lockers and join their respective rooms. I have a good ten minutes to find my locker and put away my belongings that I do not need. I'm looking at my schedule: Maths. Awesome. These bastards have the gift of depressing you from the first hour of class. I am in room B234, well I am already late. Super back to school. I choose a random corridor and start looking at the room numbers. B229, B230, B231, we are almost there. When I suddenly jump. The handsome guy in the green dress is in front of me, I miss fainting.

- << Um... Hi -he said-, I'm new and ... I cannot find my class, can you... hem... you... could you help me ?

(Damn... he is even more beautiful up close... In addition he smells the Jim Beam... wow.)

- Oh, Hem... I'm looking for my class too, I'm new too. What class are you in ?

- In Second A.

- It is true ? Me too ! We can go together if you want, I think I was almost there.

(he blushed ... oh my god, oh my god, oh my god ...)

- Yes with pleasure ! It's great, I didn't know. Hem... you know sorry for earlie ... I... I didn't realize that you were smiling at me...

- Don't worry. My name is Brian but my nickname is Manson. And you ?

- My name is Twiggy, hem...finally Jeordie but everyone calls me Twiggy.

- That's pretty.

- Oh, hem...thank you.

- You're welcome, let's go ?

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