Michael's pov
It was a normal kind of day for us. As normal as a day can go for a goth. We were behind the school smoking and i was in my usual spot. Firkle and Henrietta were talking about boots or some shit like that.
This just left me and pete to talk. He was barely paying any attention though and reading a book. I could tell by the cover it was Edgar allen poe. "Is that the masque of the red death?" i asked just as a guess.
"Yeah. Im on page 52." was all he said flipping his hair and shifting his emerald eyes to the other page. I always liked looking at his eyes but i tried not to make that too obvious. If he ever caught me staring at him id just shift my eyes to firkle or Henrietta.
It worked luckily for me. As we were talking the bell rang for lunch. "Wanna just get out of here and get coffee? Im not sitting in there with those conformists." firkle said
"Yeah i guess I'll pay" i said and stood up and so did the others after me.
We walked all the way to the diner we drank and smoked at. You could tell the workers there were pissed at us for always coming in and scaring their conformist customers.
We all sat in our booth and the bitchy woman poured us coffee "are you guy's gonna buy anything this time or smoke and drink coffee like you always do?" she asked. "Take a fucking guess." I said and she rolled her eyes leaving "little pricks" i heard her whisper under her breath.
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We didn't bother going back to school. They didn't want us there anyway. We all went to a cemetery instead. I sat next to pete on a grave and caught a glimpse of those hypnotizing eyes again.
What's wrong with me? I'm a goth leader staring at his friend's green eyes for no reason. One of these days he'll notice and thank Cthulhu this isn't one of those days.
Do i have feelings for him? Of course not. I'm just stressed and my mind is racing. Soon all of this will pass.
"Hey. You look like you're gonna barf." Pete said and it snapped me back into reality. "Im fine just fucking school." i said which he believed. "Let's just ditch tomorrow. Those conformists won't know we're gone." Henrietta said taking a drag.
"I'll steal my bitch mom's car again and we could just go to the woods and clear our heads." she added and we all agreed.
| this is short but there will be more when I'm not lazy |
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FanfictionThere aren't enough Michael x Pete fanfics out there and its such good ship. Im gonna try to make this a chapter book and I'll also take comment suggestions.