S.H.I.T

nice

I'm a nice guy but I'm also a very quiet one too. That being said nobody knows how nice I am until they talk to me. I guess that's not to nice but I'm just shy.

As I sit with Vic under a oak tree I smile and enjoy the- everything. The smell of flowers. The sunshine and warm breezes but it's not hot. The temperature is completely comfortable.

The sky is baby blue and some white clouds keep the sun company. Butterflies and bees fly around but not too close. Trust me I'd be running inside if I thought the bee's were to close.

Hell, even if a butterfly landed on me I'd probably freak out. I take a deep breath in and relax against Vic's shoulder. I'm not with vic if it seemed like that. No, he's just my friend. We are really close though.

I bet I could kiss him and he wouldn't care. I close my eyes and hope the Butterflies stay away. Did I say butterflies? I meant the bee's.

Nobody appreciates things like me. It's sad, I wish I could help people see the beauty in everything like I do. Vic laughs at me for being so 'optimistic'. Heres the thing, I'm not optimistic.

I see how things are.

I see the bad in the world, I don't denie it. But why dwell on the bad if you cant change it? A optimistic person would see a troubled person and think 'maybe they aren't actually troubled'. Well if I see a troubled person I think of ways they could change.

Maybe I am optimistic?

Well I don't really care. All I know is this weather is amazing. "Oliver is coming over," Vic mumbles. I open my eyes but don't move.

Oli's a senior in college and I'm a freshman, fresh from high school. We are in a lot of the same classes and he's a really vulgar rude asshole. But I dont really care. He's just someone who needs to lighten up.

Maybe he just needs love..

Not from me, I'm just saying in general. But he is attractive... BUT he's straight. I think. Well he's never said he wasn't gay now that I think about it?

"Did you do my fucking homework?" He asks angrily. Vic frowns slightly.

"No, you didn't give me money yet," he scoffs and Oli looks like he's ready to kill Vic.

"You fucking fag, just sitting by an ugly ass tree-" he starts rambling getting mad at vic but I stop listening.

Then I see something I should have seen instantly. He got a new tattoo! On his neck?? I bet that hurt. I stand up while looking at that.

"Man that's fucking sick," I say smiling and stepping forward and putting my hand on his shoulder as I look at it.

He stops talking abruptly. Oops I didn't realize he was still getting mad at Vic. "W-what?" He says confused that I'm so close, touching him, and not upset he's yelling at my best friend.

"Your tattoo, it's so cool. Rose's are beautiful so now I guess so are you," I say smiling and then I look at his eyes.

Why is he looking at me like that? I blush realizing how close I really am to him. I take a step back. He rubs the back of his neck and looks away.

"Thanks, uh, I gotta go," he mumbles and walks away quickly.

"Dude, you just confused the hell out of him. He was all like 'you fookin twat' and you just got up and defused him instantly," Vic laughs.

I smile and look at the British guy who is out of earshot. "But did you see his tattoo? It's so cool," I gush.

"Dude, you see everything as beautiful. Now shut up and come nap on me. We only have a hour before class," he says and I do just that.

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