The Freckled Boy (Marco And Jean Fanfic)

First Day (Marco's POV)

The Freckled boy stood, in the opening of his new apartment. This is it. I'm finally living on my own.... All by myself. He had thought, as a small smile tugged at the corner of his lips. Boxes were crowded in almost every corner of the house. He had started unpacking a few things, but not many. His bed was already in his bedroom, that he had to get ready for sleeping. He had set the box down carefully that he was holding, and walked inside, looking around. This is it. My new life begins here... Right here. The dark haired male thought and he pulled out a small black touch screen phone, checking for any type of notification. A soft sigh escaped his lips as he found not one single one. After closing a few apps, he had found his music and began to listen, while unpacking all sorts of miscellaneous things..... Hours passed, and it was almost midnight.... Gosh, I was working for so long. He took a second to look out at the beautiful stars that was splattered across the deep navy blue sky. Back where Marco used to live, clouds would always cover the winking lights in the night sky. The stars were so beautiful, that he just wanted to sit, and watch the stars wink at him.. But he had to sleep. Tomorrow is the first day, at my new school. I wonder who I might see.... He yawned softly, rubbing his eyes. His body was exhausted, but he just couldn't sleep. Laying down on the bed, curled up with blankets, he looked at the ceiling, noticing every crack. Finally, around three, he closed his eyes, and fell asleep peacefully..... Soon, his alarm went off, waking him. It was horrible, how he looked. His head was a mess, like a bird... And he wore the same clothing he was in when he moved. A brown colored v neck, and some loose grey pants. Freckles dotted his upper chest and all along his arms. It was a family thing... All of his family members had freckles. It's not like it bothered him, but the names that came with the freckles always hit him hard. He shook his head, and had gotten ready for school, wearing a flannel shirt, and some jeans, along with dark blue sneakers. Making himself a small breakfast, he sat down having a few minutes to spare before he had to run. He looked over his schedule a few times, before placing his plate in the sink, grabbing his backpack, and hurrying out of the door. Walking by himself and listening to music, he hummed softly to the beat, looking around at the different shops and houses making his way to the new school.

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