"Ev darling, your friend's here!" my mum yelled up the stairs. Hello there! My name is Evelyn Ruby Sealock and I live with my mum, Aaminah Paige Sealock, dad, Damon Tyler Sealock and my older brother, Farhan Beau Sealock. Farhan doesn't like me at all because I'm what he calls, and I quote, a 'faggot'. It doesn't faze me though. He's my brother! "Ev! He's waiting!" mum called again. I finished my eyeliner and placed it on my dressing table, gently teasing up my hair before dashing downstairs. I grabbed a slice of dad's toast and my bag and left.
"Eeeev! That's my toast!" my dad called after me.
"Mine now!" I teased. I heard him laugh just as I closed the door. My best, and only, friend Xavier Isaac Wolfman stood at the end of my drive, on his phone. "Xavier!" I shouted. He looked up and smiled at me. I waved at him.
"Morning beautiful." he smiled. Before you ask, no we are definitely not going out. And we never will. Know how I know that? Well, let's start with the major fact: he's gay.
"Ready for a fun filled day of bullying, name-calling and math?" I asked. Xavier faked fear.
"Not... MATH!" he cried. I snorted and we set off to the hell hole we know as school. It makes me shudder just thinking about it.
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"Gay!" one yelled.
"A**hole!" another shot.
"Faggot!" one more snickered. Have they really got nothing better to do with their life? Xavier, however, was fazed not by the assault shouted at him. He seemed, as always, to be in a world of his own.
"First lesson... Damn it! English!" I moaned.
"Now now Evelyn. Thou shalt not complain about said subject." Xavier joked. I rolled my eyes.
"Yes Shakespeare." I sighed. We both burst into laughter.
"Well well." a voice drawled from behind me. "I'd never thought I'd see the day. The emo and the fag, actually laughing. Now now. We can't have them happy now. Can we?" God dammit! Bryn Seeber. The captain of the school football team. The lead jock, and mine and Xavier's worst enemy.
"What to you want Seeber." Xavier sighed.
"You can't be happy now. It doesn't suit your demeanor." Bryn smiled sweetly. It made me want to gag. Xavier turned to me, holding out his arm. We linked arms and walked away.
"Come on Ev, let's leave the nasty man to his thoughts." Xavier giggled. He was so over-dramatic! He led us to our English class and we entered. Miss Lampros smiled when she saw us.
"Morning you two." she chirped.
"Morning Miss Lampros." we chanted. We sat at the back, as per normal.
"Today class, we shall be writing our own story. It can be as long as you like. It can be about pretty much ANYTHING you like." Miss explained. I had the perfect idea in mind.
"Can it be about Rainbows?" one of the annoying girls at the front of the class asked. Miss nodded. Then, Xavier put his hand up. Oh god.
"Can I do mine about pain and death and decapitation and murder or assassination and blood and guts and-" Xavier asked.
"Yes Xavier! But please, spare us the details." Miss groaned. The class giggled. "On you go!" I picked up my pen and started writing. This was perfect.
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At the end of the lesson, Miss asked us all to read out our stories. Finally, it was Xavier's turn. he stood and coughed dramatically. "I love my job." he read aloud. "I really do. I have a loving wife and kids. Shame my job was to assassinate my loving wife and kids." Everyone in the room looked aghast. Even Miss had gone pale. "One evening, I'd had enough. Time to forfil my job. I stood up and went into my bathroom, grabbing my gun and trusty knife from under the sink. I left the room and the first thing I saw, my wife standing there with a gun pointed to MY head! That's a surprise! "Only one can die while the other survives." I said, shooting her dead. Then my kids came in. I sighed with defeat, shooting them all in the head. "Can't leave any traces." I smiled, plunging my knife deep into my stomach. I collapsed on the floor, dead." The room was silent. I was stifling giggles. He really was over-dramatic!
"Uh... Evelyn. You now." Miss coughed. I stood.
""Ooooh Oscaaaar." I drawled, walking his way. He tured."What do you want?" he asked. I smiled sweetly before throwing my knife, slicing his straight in the face. I retrieved my knife. My next victim, my brother. "Farhaaaan. Where aaaare you?" I called out. No response. "Hmm... I've killed Oscar and Isha, your turn!" I growled. My brother came out of hiding. His face was twisted and contorted with pain and anger. "You killed my best friend and my GIRLFRIEND YOU MURDERER!" he screamed, charging towards me. I grinned, holding my knife in a poised position so when the time was right, BAM! My knife sank into his guts. I grinned evily. His eyes widened, blood bubbling from his mouth. He to, collapsed to the floor. "My work here, is done."" I read aloud. The class were still silent apart from one big mouthed idiot sat to my right.
"WOO! GO EVELYN! YOUR STORY ROCKS!" Xavier yelled. I laughed. The bell rang.
"OK class... Um... See you all tomorrow... I guess..." Miss stammered. Xavier and I left together, soon having to part. Unfortunately, I has Spanish next and he had R.E.
"Good bye my evil friend." I nodded, shaking his hand.
"Good bye my special friend." he replied. We went our different ways. God we're special.
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The rest of the day was boring, except for the last lesson of the day. Music. I loved music! Always did! I walked in and Mr Campedelli stood waiting. "Your songs are due next week so hurry up!" he cried. I walked over to the guitars and retrieved mine. I started to tune it when a certain someone stole it and started playing it. Oh. I forgot to mention. Bryn was in my music as well.
"Seeber. Give it back." I sighed.
"Don't want to Sealock." he grinned. I rolled my eyes and grabbed another one and tuned THAT one. I had decided to learn one of my favourite songs of all time and perform that one. I did ask sir and he said it was fine for me to play an already made song. After all, this was about performance. Not composition. I had decided to play the song The Artist by Alesana because I could. I adored that song. I could sense a couple of people listening in to my acoustic version of the song. Giving me weird looks because the song is essentially about death but... Minor details. When I finished. I heard one person give me a round of applause. He walked over. He was cute.
"Great song!" he applauded.
"Thanks. Do you know it?" I asked.
"Yeah. The Artist by Alesana!" he gasped.
"I love it!" I cried.
"Me to!" he smiled.
"Oh god. Not another one." Bryn sighed. "My name's Bryn Seeber. If you look like that and act like that, don't expect to stay at the top of the food chain for long." he growled.
"My name's Hugo Brewer. If you look like that and act like that, don't expect to stay at the top of the school for long." Hugo smiled. I snorted.
"What did you say?" Bryn hissed.
"You heard me. I'm not scared of you Bryn. So run along back to your minions and plan my murder for all I care. Byeee!" Hugo laughed. Bryn growled but did so anyway.
"Whoa! I've never seen anyone to stand up to Bryn like that!" I marvelled. Hugo bowed. "You remind me so much of my friend." I sighed.
"Xavier Wolfman you mean?" he asked. My eyes widened. "I have math with him. He seems quite nice. But I have a question. Why was he flirting with me?" Hugo asked. I laughed.
"I'll let him explain that!" I chuckled. Hugo shook his head and rolled his eyes. Me and him were going to get along juuuuust fine!
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A/N: Hello my friends! I've decided to go all out and try a full blown fanfic. I know it's not at the fanfic bit yet but it'll get there. Vote like and comment... Please... Peace out.
Evelyn pic on side >>>>
Song on side: The Artist by Alesana >>>>
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Love, Fame and Film (Christian Coma love story)
RandomThree friends decided it's time for something different. But Evelyn is forced to be in a film by her friends Xavier and Hugo? With their favourite band? Love is created in more than one way... How could this possibly go wrong... A/N: I'm a British...
