The Last of The Loner Boys

James and Friends

The first day of high school

James took of his headphones as he wandered through the crowded school, people stared at his huge black trench coat and his dark curly hair. James did not look at any of them, but he did listen to their conversations. All the words he heard were about him, typical he muttered as he jammed the headphones back over his head. 

James hated that he hadn't even said anything yet. So he gave them something to talk about...

He started sprinting down the hallway doing air guitar with his middle fingers. Yeah, that should do it. He smiled as he opened his locker, never had the hallways been so quiet. A girl with a mohawk long hair came up to him and whispered in his ear wHen I wAs a YoUng bOy... and then she just walked away. Maybe she had been able to hear his music through his headphones. James only managed to read a small part of her t shirt, it had something to do with the Dead Milkmen? Maybe he was imagining things again... James hadn't ever met anyone who knew who the Dead Milkmen were yet.

As he walked into class he scanned the room for anyone that looked remotely intresting, there was no one. Then the girl with mohawk walked in, and stared at his inky fingers for an uncomfortable amount of time. Yup, she was definatly real. 

The teacher looked at her and shouted "Roxy, late AGAIN. What did I say to you last time? Yes, that's right. I'm going to call your parents, for the FOURTH time this week. How do you like THEM apples, huh."

So her name was Roxy, James gave her a thumbs up. She gave him the finger. But she was smiling, so he didn't take any offence. James smiled to himself, maybe he had made an unexpected friend.

Then she kicked his chair, and he knew for sure who he wanted to sit with at lunch.