High school <3

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-7:15 AM Virgil-

It was the first day of school and Virgil was anxious, as always.  He dragged himself out of bed, lazily hitting the "Stop" button on his alarm,  and going to his closet.  Although it may seem wired, his choice of an outfit was the most important, he wanted something that said.  "Hey I'm nice and friendly"  but also "Leave me alone, im mean."  That way no one will even notice him, he's in the middle of everything so he's that balance, like the line in doge-ball dividing the teams.  You don't notice it, you only notice the other team and the doge-balls,  yet you still know its there.  

Virgil grabbed some blue jeans and a grey shirt, he threw a black sweater with purple patches sowed on.  He looks in the mirror to find dark circles under his eyes.  "Whatever, just means I don't have to do my eyeliner."  Leaving his hair a mess, Virgil walks into the kitchen and makes some toast.  Making sure he has all his stuff he checks his watch and heads to the bus stop a little early, it's snowing lightly so he outs on a dark purple scarf and leaves.  

The bus stop was empty when he got there, and soon the bus arrived.  "Strange, there has to be at least ONE other kid in this area.."  He thought as he started getting on the bus.  

"WAIT!!!"  There was a boy running towards the bus stop frantically waving an apple, his bag almost falling off the one arm it was on.

-7;15 AM SAME MORNING ROMAN-

Roman sat up and stretched while yawning.  He hit "Stop" on his alarm and stumbled into the bathroom.  As energetic as Roman may be mornings are not his thing.  He yawned again, covering his mouth.  Grabbing his red toothbrush he started brushing his teeth, but when he looked in the mirror he screamed.  "OH MY STARS!!"  Dropping his toothbrush he put a hand to his hair and tried to calm the mess it was.  "why do I have such a bed head today of all days!!"  Roman quickly grabbed a hairbrush, wetting it under the sink tap.  He started brushing his hair down desperately.  "Come ON..."  He grumbles, finally he pulls the hairbrush back, to find that his hair was manageable now.  "Much better!"  Finishing brushing his teeth and putting on some simple, concealer, highlighter, and natural eyeshadow, he walked back into his room and put on an outfit he picked out a week prior.  

Roman walked into the kitchen and saw the time.  8:05.  The bus arrives at the stop in 3 minutes  "This day just isn't working out for me, is it..."  He raced to the door grabbing an apple for breakfast and his bag on the way.  It was snowing and he didn't have time to bring a scarf or anything but his old wight, with red rim strips, football jacket.  He saw a strange boy getting on the bus and in a panic started yelling.  "WAIT!!"  He screamed,  the boy looked at him in confusion and then said something to the bus driver.  Roman made it to the bus, panting.  "Th-Thank you..."  He put 2 dollars in the slot and walked to a set in the back across from the wired dark boy that stopped the bus for him.

-Virgil-

"WAIT!!!" Virgil looked to his left confused.  He saw a panicked boy running towards the bus, waiving an apple around.  Virgil turned to the bus driver.  "I think that boy needs this bus, can you wait for him?" The bus driver nods and Virlil puts a townie in the slot, he walks over to sit in the back and puts his earbuds in, blasting music and looking out the window.  He feels a tap on his shoulder.

-ROMAN-

Roman watched the boy in front of him and twiddles his thumbs. Should I say thank you, or something?  He thought for a bit then made up his mind.  Its rude not to say something...right?  Roman nodded his head and stood up moving beside the boy.  He tapped his shoulder only to get a cold glare. starting to regret his idea he flinched, but he couldn't back out now.  Roman motions at boy to take off his earbuds.  And to his surprise he did.  "Yes?" His voice was cold and raspy.

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⏰ Last updated: Jun 10, 2019 ⏰

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