Ma Chérie

Aly Mae

Aly's POV

I hate school. Just gonna throw that out there before you get to invested in the story. Anyway, school sucks ass. I have one friend, Alexis, or, Alex Scott. I've known her pretty much since we were born since our parents are friends. My parents aren't rich but we aren't broke either. That's really it. I've been awake for about two hours and its just about time to wake up. Speaking of the devil-

*RING*

I groan but roll out of my bed, facing my Panic! At The Disco poster. I guess I could mention that I'm obsessed with bands. Mostly Panic!, Twenty Øne Piløts, Asking Alexandria, and Sleeping With Sirens. (Quick A/N, Palaye doesn't exist yet cuz the boys are in high school. If you want me to include Kropp Circle comment and I will but if not I'm gonna skip over that) I walk over to my closet and grab the closest shirt, jeans, and shoes to me. I end up wearing a blue TØP shirt, purple ripped jeans, and my galaxy vans. Good enough I guess. I throw my hair up into two buns on either side of my head and put on a choker with a crystal on it. I don't really care if it matches or not, I'm not dressing to impress anyone so..

"Aly, you awake?" My mom's soft voice asks through my door.

"I'm up mama." I reply, trying to be quiet so I don't wake anyone who isn't awake. I grab my backpack and walk to the kitchen.

"There are three new boys at your school and the principal asked if you would show them around. I told him you would." I nod and take the apple that she hands me. I thank her and walk out the door. The school is close enough that I can walk, so I do. Once I actually look at the sidewalk, I see three boys that look lost.

"Do you guys need help?" I approach them. Holy shit they're tall. I mean I am only like five feet but still. Tall.

"Uh, y-yeah, do you know where the high school is?" I laugh.

"Yeah. I'm guessing you're the new kids, I'm the one that's gonna show you guys around. I'm Aly. One 'l' though. Normally people use two." I say, holding my hand out.

"Remington." The first one shakes my hand. Then the second, who's name is Sebastian. Then,

"I, uh, my name's Emerson." Awe! He's actually adorable. I smile at him and tell them we should start heading to the school.

"By the way, I like your shirt. Twenty Øne Piløts is an awesome band. Emerson says. I nod and laugh. Soon enough we get to the school.

*time skip*

I showed the boys around the school and I actually have all my classes with Emerson and most with Remington. Sadly I only have two with Sebastian and Alex. We all grab our things and head to our first period, which for Emerson, Remmy, and I, is science. We walk into the class and sit in the back, which is the only place with three open seats. In the time before class starts, we all get to know each other. I learn that we all like the same kind of music, have similar food interests, and we all hate school. By the end of the day, I think it's safe to say, that all four of us are best friends. And I say four of us because Alex got jealous and started hanging with Becca and Crystal. Another thing that happened was that Becca threatened that if I got close to Emmy, she would kill me. But the thing is, Emerson was right behind her and he was PISSED. So yeah shit happens fast in my school. Also, I have to go over to the guys house to work on a history project. My mom already knows so I walk home with the boys.

"God you should have seen Becca's face when she turned around! She looked like she was gonna piss her pants!" Remington laughs. It was true. She really did. I just give a small chuckle and look at the ground. The only one to really notice my actions was Emerson. He looks at me and then nudges my arm.

"You good?" I just nod. "I'm not that stupid, Aly. I know I haven't known you long, but I do know that you don't normally act like this." He's right. I don't normally act like this. In fact, I've never acted this way, in front of people, I normally don't show my depression but I feel like I can tell Emerson.

"Can we talk about it at your house? I don't feel comfortable talking about it here." He nods and puts his hand on my shoulder, smiling at me sympathetically.

*One more time skip*

We finally arrived at their house, taking longer than it should have, because Remington just had to have a damned pet turtle. Before I can even put my backpack down, Emerson drags me into what I'm assuming is his room.

"You can explain now. No one will hear." I nod and start to explain.

"Well I mean I get bullied a lot, the basic, people telling me to kill myself, slit my wrists, die, you know, the average for someone like me. But anyway, I had a baby brother, he died when he was six months old. People kept bringing that up and saying that I was weak because I would cry constantly when they brought him up. God it should have been me instead of him." I say, trying to hide the tears that we're escaping my eyes. Suddenly I feel a pair of arms hugging me.

He whispers in my ear, "Let me see your arms." Shit. I can't!

"I, wh-why?" He doesn't reply, just slowly lifts his hands to the sleeves of my shirt, pulling them up. He gasps and looks at me, tears in his eyes. Slowly. He brings my arm to his lips, kissing each and every one of my scars and cuts. I can't believe I just told Emerson, a boy I've barely known a day, that I self harm. I haven't even told my mom.

"Please don't ever do this to yourself. You don't deserve to hurt like this. Someone so beautiful doesn't deserve that kind of pain." For some reason my heart flutters when he calls me beautiful. All I do us smile because that's all I can muster right now. He takes my hand and kisses it before leading me back to the living room.

"Do you wanna start on the project. It should be pretty easy so we can finish it then hang out." I ask them. They all nod and I  pull my Chromebook out. About five minutes later I'm screaming at the screen.

"WHERE THE HELL DOES IT MENTION THE EFFECTS OF THE WAR? IT DOESN'T FUCKING SAY!" The boys all turn to me.

"You good bro?" Sebastian asks.

"NO! Nowhere in the whole damn passage does it talk about the effects of the fucking war!" I yell. This shit is ridiculous.

"Ok let's take a break from this. What do you wanna do?" Remington asks.

"Do you have anything to drink?" I ask. I haven't had anything to drink since lunch time and I'm extremely thirsty. He nods and stands up. All four of us followed him into the kitchen.

"We have water, milk, Coke, Sprite, Dr. Pepper, or Orange Crush."

"Crush!" I yell out. What can I say? It's the best drink ever! Remington laughs and hands me a bottle of Crush and hands everyone else their drink. After we all have drinks in our hands we go to the second living room. Their house is huge! Anyways, we all sit on the couch, Emerson sitting closest to me.

"Hey we should take a picture together! I wanna post it on my Instagram!" I say suddenly. They all nod, scooting in closer. I take out my phone, pulling Instagram up. We all make funny faces and I take the picture. We end up taking a few more, one with me laying across all of their laps, one with me on Emerson's back with Remington and Sebastian "holding me up", and one where Emerson is licking my face. I post them in a collage with the caption "History project with my new frens, @ EmersonBarrett @ RemingtonLeith and @ SebastianDanzig. Best people ever😊😊" I post it and turn my phone off.

"Do any of you have a guitar? I need to play! I haven't played in ages." I whine. I really hope they do have one.

"I have two. One electric and one acoustic." Hey that's nice.

"Can I play the electric? I have a song to play." I'm gonna play Empire to Ashes by Sleeping With Sirens because of the part after he sings 'black hole, no hope, psycho syndrome.' Sebby nods and runs off. He comes back out with an electric guitar in his hands. He plugs it into the amp and turns the volume down a little bit. I strum one chord then start playing the song. Once I finish they all clap.

"That was amazing Aly!" I smile at the guys and hand Seb his guitar.

A/N
Thank you for reading❤️
I know I left off in a weird place but I'm tired cuz its late. I'll pick it up sometime tomorrow.

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