When Two Worlds Collide

Chapter One

(So I think I deleted this by mistake so I'm writing it again now yay)

Aidan's POV

"Honey, now that you've settled into the new house, why not have a look around? The beach is not too far away, you could walk down with your sister if you want". No. Nu-uh. I don't wanna. I think what she means by this sentence is 'Go down to the place where a) there will be loads of kids and annoying dogs or b) where some jocks are having a party and doing the nasty with cheerleaders. I didn't wanna say the latter, so I just come up with: "Mom, I'm 16, not 6. I don't like the sea, anyway."

This morning was dreary. Mom still hadn't been shopping so we had to eat some of the stuff left that we could find from the old owners that were still in date; some bread, apple juice, frozen chips, cheese among other delightfully boring foodstuffs.

Everything was mediocre. The toast was cold and pale, the dishes were a bland white, the weather was damp and foggy but it hadn't been raining, just that horrible mix of heat and cold.

I was tired, Mom insisted I got into a sleeping pattern before school started, so I was woken up at about 5:30am. Wonderful.

My sister was also making a racket from upstairs. Probably trying on everything in her wardrobe and make up set, then re doing all of that until she looks like a saggy orange with terrifying claws for nails and a shocking coloured lipstick.

Anyway. My name is Aidan, I'm 15, I'm in Freshman year in school and my hobbies are not being noticed and eating ice cream whilst watching a rerun of some old drama show or gameshow. Shoot me because I don't like attention or going to parties, but I believe whatever things do badly in the week can not be better solved than with coffee and marshmallows and old episodes of I'm A Celebrity Get Me Out Of Here.

I have black hair with blue underneath, but only subtly so you could only see them if you got super close. I also have thick rimmed glasses, light blue eyes which I hate, since they make the rest of my body look super pale and translucent. I weigh about 120lb and I measure about 6ft 2in. I'm super bony and fragile but I don't like food. Go figure.

"Well there's a party down the road in a few days, why don't you check it out? I heard some of people who are going to your new school talking about it, saying that it's to celebrate the beginning of the school ye-" Mom was interrupted by a loud crash in the kitchen. Apparently Bekki (my sister) was trying to cook. With 3 inch nails and fake tan all over her body. And super skinny shorts and a low slung crop top to show off her giant girly bits. She's probably hoping that one of the boys will take her off her feet and ride into the sunset on a white horse. Good luck, sweetheart, you can't polish a turd.

My Dad went into the kitchen to assist the dumb blonde, and Mom continued: "The beginning of the school year. You're halfway through high school, you need to come out of the shadows and live a little. We would rather you getting drunk than staying in your room with no on to talk to apart from us and your sister."

"I'll talk to people in school, then. Trust me." Meaning that I would say hi to the person I'm sitting next to on the first day then never talk again.

"Fine, honey, I trust you. You should enjoy being a teenager, do what everyone else at your age does, drink, party, have sex, whatever." I raised one eyebrow. This was my mom for you. She didn't want me getting good grades or anything, just for me to 'have fun'.

"If I do that I'll end up like Bekki, besides, do you seriously want me having sex? I'm 15, not 19 ma. Anyway, I'm gonna do something productive with my time now."

"Like what? Don't go back to your room, you spend enough time there already". Crap. That was my plan. Get some much needed resting in before school in like 3 days.

"Fine, ma, I'll just go scout out the school. They said that there were open days today and yesterday, right? Anyway, see you guys." I put on my converse and jacket and walked off. I didn't really even want to spend more time than I absolutely needed to in school. Oh well. This was gonna be fun, I bet.

(A/N OMG OMG OMG how was that? Thanks so much for reading. I know this is probably kinda boring, but I needed the intro section, so sorry it's short, too. Please please share, vote and comment on how to improve! Yay. The song for this chapter is F**kin Perfect by P!nk!)