The New Kid

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I never thought it would be this hard, I feel like an outsider, I feel so alone.
I'm currently sitting under the auditorium stairs, everyone else is playing basketball and well, I'm just here. Alone. Surrounded by darkness and mouldy cheese sandwiches.

I was startled by a booming voice near me, I couldn't see who it was but I could hear them loud and clear. " Oi, new kid, coach told me told me to get you and I can't exactly say no to him, and I'd rather not be talking to a loser like you, so, uh, hurry up " wow, he's the first person to talk to me and oh how special I feel, not. I stood up, and brushed off whatever dust and dirt was on my black skinny jeans, and decided to follow this faceless guy, and when I walked out from under the stairs, I was met with a short dark tanned skin boy, with big brown eyes that glistened every time he blinked, he was beautiful, and seemed a bit up himself, oh how all the pretty ones are assholes....

I forgot he was standing there, he was looking at me impatiently, I decided to follow him to the front of the stairs, but when we got there, there was no one playing, I thought there would have been a lot of people playing basketball, oh how I was so wrong, I can't believe how stupid I could be, because I turned around when I heard a squeak of a sneaker, and my gut just dropped, I was met with, what looked like, the school football team, all holding water balloons, water guns, and buckets of water. " shit " I muttered to myself quietly, WHACK! Cold. Ice. Water.

Could you check my pulse for me ~ Kellin QuinnWhere stories live. Discover now