The emo freak yep that's what they call me

The emo freak chp 2

I'm bored sooo I'm uploading again

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This boy, was amazing. That's the only way to put it. He had so dark brown eyes they looked black, my favorite color of eyes I hated my midnight blue eyes. His hair, was slightly over those amazing eyes and was black. At one glance you could tell he was Mexican. His skin was very tan. I just stood there gawking at him.

"sorry, I should look where i'm going" he said with a slight Spanish accent. Putting his arms on my elbows to steady me. He then looked at me and paused. Our eyes met. Embarrassed, I put my head down and slid out of his grip, and moving outof his way. He was still stareing.

"uhh...hi I'm Harmony" I said self consiously sticky out my hand. Is that what I'm suposed to do?

"oh uh um yeah hey I'm Cole" he said after shaking his head coming out of his trance and shaking my hand. My hand was on fire and tingling like crazy.

"uh yeah" I replied. Then I put my head down and walking to my locker. I glanced back and he was still staring. I looked at my schedule again.

1. Piano/guitar/voice

2. French

3. Trig ( I'm only in 11th but I'm pretty smart)

4. History

5. Saxophone

6. Band/ theory

7. English/ reading

Ok well I loved my schedule. I headed to 1st. I took a seat in the back of the classroom where hopefuly no1 would talk me. Some preppy girl(probably a cheerleader) walks in and glances at me.

"eeeewwwww LOOK! There's a new emo freak!!! Sorry freak in this class we don't sing or play screemo! Shouldn't you be home cutting yourself while you write poetry about it???!" she screamed in her nasule voice.

"wow that hurt"I said my voice dripping with sarcasm" I so haven't heard that on before.

She scoffed and turned away pouting. I slipped my headphone the the sleeves in my black hoody and made it look like I was just laying my head on my hand. I listened to disturbed till the tardy bell rang. When I looked up I saw that the class had filled a lot. Then I saw Cole. My breath cault in my throught when I saw him. Then I saw that stupid cheerleader hanging all over him. I felt a lump I'm my throut. Coming back to my senses, I scolded myself. Your an idiot what were you thinking, that he would want you? The emo freak? Yeah right. As if.

The teacher walked in. She seemed pretty cool. She scanned the room, looking for someone. God please don't let that person be me.

"Harmony Gray?" She said looking at me. Out of the corner of my eye I could have swore I saw Cole turn around in his seat quickly looking for me but it was probably just my imagination.

"yes" I said meeting her gaze.

"Please come to the front and tell everyone your name and if you sing, or play guitar, or if you play piano" she said smileing sweetly. Ok now I hate her. I walk to the front of the classroom.

"hello I'm Harmony and I do all three" I said staring at my shoes. I looked up and saw Cole was staring at me intently. I started to walk back to my seat. I walked passed the cheerleader.

"what a freak" she whispered loud enough for me to hear. That girl was getting me mad. I was done. I'll teach her a lesson. I pulled back my fist and...........

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ha hoped you like it if anyone reads cuz I hate talkin to myself.