Chapter 1: Project

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Damon's POV:

Its the first month in to the school year and I already hated this place. Every one was buzzing about homcoming next week but I was to tierd to care. Pulling my hood up I trugged in to the brick building to be greater by my tierd friends but one, Samatha. Her brown curly hair bounced around as she paced back and forth trying to convince everyone else of something.

"But guys come on its our Senior year, homecoming is soon we should throw a party!" Kenny looked at her with dull brown eyes still trying to wake up, "But where will it be?"

"My house of corse."Samantha chimmed. Kenny shot his twin brother Vinny a look before sighing. He liked Samantha so i could see why he would be worried about her being drunk around a bunch of random guys. "Damon got any input?" I shrugged some leaning in to one of the maroon lockers before looking them over. "How do we know people will come?"

"Easy," Kim pulled out her pink phone and opened her contacts, "As student council president, I know who to send the texts to to get enough people to make this thing big." Hmm fair. We stood there and talked some more about it. Kim got excited at the idea of the party and Sam was too hopped up on redbull already I couldn't tell if it was the caffein or just her. The first bell echoed through the halls signaling class time so we all parted ways.

I got to my english class first which and took my seat in the back corner, away from everyone hoping I could just sleep through the period. Until a book bag slammed on a desk a couple seats ahead of me. Roman, the kid who could either destroy your life with a smile, or from what i hear from kenny can be a pretty nice guy. All I know is he annoys me. His blue green eyes looked at who was here and didn't even reach me.

He took his thrasher hat off and set it at the corner of his desk ruffeling his dirty blonde hair. He slummped down in to his chair before doing the same that I was, falling asleep. I kept watching him as the bell for the start of class came through and put my head back down.

"Mr. Damon and Mr. Roman would you please pick your heads up class has started and I do not tolerate sleeping in class." I glared up at Mr. Chase not wanting to deal with his cocky attitude this morning. Propping my head up on my hands letting my dark hair fall infront of my eyes I kept a blank stare at the board.

"So our first project this year it going to be a partner project. And before you get excited, your partners have already been chosen." Mr Chase sat down at his desk before pulling up a slide on the board, my eyes widened when I saw who I was with. "Fuck." My name and Roman's name were right next to each other. "Mr. Chase," Romans deep voice chimed up and our teacher looked at him with an eyebrow cocked. "I want to work alone."

"No." His face mixed with confution and anger. "Why not?" Mr. Chase sighed looking over at the boy with pleading eyes. "No exceptions for any one, you have to get along with another human for about three weeks to a month. Now evreyone go sit with your partners and look over the rubric and choose a topic." Everyone shuffled their seats around, Roman didn't move and neither did I.

I'm not gonna give in and go to him, he can come to me. Neither of us moved for a while until Roman whipped his head around looking at me. "Are you coming?" His eyes fell on me and seemed to captivate me.

"Nope. You can come to me." I propped my feet up and shot him a victory look as he stood up. "You. Come. To. Me." He started dragging my desk towards his. Holy shit he is strong. He stopped my desk next to his and sat down. "Listen, if we are going to work together we do it my way."

"You mean I do all the work while you sleep." A flash of annoyence passed over his face then he looked at the paper going over the topics. It covered everything from a writen essay about the topic from, both parties, a oral presentation, and any refences used. Damn this is going to be a long project. We sat in silence most of class looking at the piece of paper in our hands. Maybe we can go with identifying generas? What book or movie would we do though? Does Roman even read?

All I ever see him do is skate and sleep. Sitting in an uncomfertable silence was making me antsy. Just as i was about to start talking the bell rang through the halls. Damn it.

"Meet me after school, we are going to my place to work on this." I grumbled and went to my next class.

The rest of school passed with a blur consisting of texts from Kim and Samantha both asking about Roman. What he is like, if they think they are his type, blah blah blah. I didn't care guy was being an ass to me so guess what, two can play at that game.

I waited out front of the school and soon a black convertable with blacked out window pulled up. The passenger side window rolled down and Roman looked at me with a stern face. "Get in or I'll leave you here." Shit can't risk it, my house is on the edge of town and I already missed the buss for this.

I climbed in and he sped off out of the school breaking every speeding law there was before we came halting to a stop infront of a duplex. Roman hopped out grabbing his hat and I followed, entering the house and was greated by the sound of someone cooking.

"Dad I have someone from school over for a project we'll be up stairs." His father called out from the kitchen saying okay and we hopped up the steps near the front door. Hmmm which could be his? The 3 plain ones or the one with caution tape all over it? He opened the first door in the hall which was bare. Well that is a surprise. His walls were white and had a large portion of it covered by posters of bands he liked to random carnival posters.

"So topic we will be taking is theme and symbolism. And we are going to do it on the movie 'Shadow of A Doubt'." He plopped down at his desk in front of a window and looked at me waiting for me to enter. His floor had cloths strewn about it and random books with markers in it. I didn't take him as the reading type or lover of old movies.

"Why not genera? And why that movie?" He rolled his eyes and tossed his hat to the side, "Because young one everyone one is going to go for genera its the easiest thing to pick off this list. Symbolism and theme you actually have to look for." My face got hot at the comment and I crossed my arms. "Young one? We are the same age."

He shook his head laughing. "No we are not. You are what, probably 17? I'm 19. Graduating this year." His eyes fell on me again making me freeze up some from the cold look he was giving.

My eyes grew wide. "You got held back two years?" He shook his head glaring at me. "No, it's none of your business what happened to me now come in, sit down, so I can start playing the movie."

I already don't like this.

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