KELLIC-staring at me with your lips and tongue

sorry mate

kellin sighed as he walked in through the school gates. His bag was heavy on his shoulders, and his head was pounding, he hated starting new schools. His heart began to beat faster and the shrieks of the other teenagers rang out in the air around him, and he began to feel more and more isolated. he walked up a steep flight of steps towards the main school building, he was sure his first class was in there. He pushed open the tall doors and was shoved out into the corridors by a swarm of Barbie-type girls. He shuddered and pushed his soft black fringe out of his eyes. suddenly a tall boy with long brown hair bumped into him. "Sorry mate!" He said and grinned, his eyes sparkling. kellin smiled and stared after him as he walked away. All day he kept thinking about him, remembering his perfect features and the way his bum looked in his tight black pants. he couldn't believe his luck when he walked into biology class and saw the boy from earlier, relaxed at the back of the classroom, his lanky legs propped up on the desk, his smooth masculine jawline moving beautifully ad he chewed the end of a biro. "Hello mr quinn, would you like to take a seat? Hmmm where should I put you?" The teacher asked, tapping his whiskery chin. "Next to him pleaaaaase omg" kellin prayed silently. "Take a seat there please" sir said, pointing over towards a desk. it wasn't next to the boy, but there was still a pretty good view. The class was set some work, and the teacher left the room to go photocopy some sheets. "OI FAGGOT WHATS THE ANSWER TO NUMER FOUR!" a short chavvy girl yelled, and threw a ball of scrunched up paper at the boy kellin was staring at. he simply ignored her and carried on writing. "ARE YOU FUCKING DEAF AS WELL AS GAY? WHATS THE ANSWER DICK-SUCKER!??!!!" The girl yelled, kicking a glue stick across the room at him. "Leave him alone" kellin muttered. "YOU FRICKIN WHAT NEWBIE? U STICKIN UP FOR VIC EH? U WANNA FIGHT BRUH!" She screeched and pushed her sleeves up around her elbows, the plastic bangles clacking on her wrists. Kellin rolled his eyes and carried on writing about photosynthesis. "So that's his name, Vic. I like it." Kellin thought to himself as he tapped on the desk, bored. he looked up across the room and saw a hipster taping a piece of paper across Vic's back. "EMOS SUCK DIK" was printed in capitals. Kellin got up and shoved his chair under the table noisily. He walked across the room, hands in pockets, slouching, and casually hovered near Vic's table. "Hey" he said. the boy with the note scarpered back to his seat and the teacher walked into the room. "KELLIN QUINN WHATEVER DO YOU THINK YOURE DOING LEAVING YOUR SEAT? GET OUT!" He roared, his round face quickly turning to a shade of puce. Kellin wandered across the room, kicking at a table leg before slamming the door. "ALSO VICKTOR THE AMOUNT OF WORK YOUVE DONE IS UNACCEPTABLE! LEAVE THE ROOM NOW!" Vic sighed, slung his bag over his shoulder and left. when he got outside the first thing he saw was kellin, the hot new boy, slouched against the wall. "Hi" smiled Vic. Kellin grinned and they slowly bonded, finding they had very similar tastes in music. they ended up sharing headphones, Vic singing along with his amazing voice, and kellin beatboxing a rhythm. they got through a couple of misfits songs, and kellin rested his head on Vic's shoulder and sleepily played with his hair. his warm fingers brushed against Vic's neck and sent shivers through his spine.