•My Understandings•CarlilexLucker

Part 3

~Mitch~

Almost a month here at this school. Almost 2 weeks more. 2 weeks until I'm done with school for good. It doesn't phase me though, one of one hellhole into the next, I'm i right? I'll be stuck at some shitty desk job until I retire for all my luck. Who the hell am I kidding? I couldn't land a job to save my life, not that I'd want to anyway. Too many visible tattoos.

Anyway, there's this hot red head guy who hit on me last week and I thought he was really into me until I saw him basically eye fucking the guy he was talking to at lunch. Personally, I think that guy could do better than that ginger asshole. Myself, though? I can't. Not good-looking enough, not interesting enough, nothing more that average. The only things that actually help my looks are my dimples and tattoos.

Please gorgeous boy, don't sleep with the scumbag. Please? And as if he'd heard me, he suddenly went on a rather loud mini-rant about having standards and not wanting to go home with that douchebag. Yes! Fuck yes! I had to restrain myself or I might have started clapping. I wonder he tops. Woah, thanks teenaged boy mind for that random sexual thought that is sure to give me a boner. Fuck my mind. Anyway, I'm going to talk to him. I hope it goes well.

~Austin~(what?? A slightly longer chapter??)

I don't remember seeing him before my accident. It's sad that my "accident" is a form of telling time for me. B.A. and A.A., before accident and after awakening. Yeah, I went into a 2 week long coma. Nothing big, really.

I see him staring. I wouldn't normally go for his "type" but, I figure since I almost died recently that I'd better live a little. I just think it's weird, he's a bit too 'me' for me, if you know what I mean. We resemble one another too much for my liking. I don't consider him excessively attractive. He just looks interesting.

((Also thank you @Geeky_murderer for reminding me that this story even existed))