Opposites Attract [boyxboy]

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The boy stared at the crowded hall in front of him. He felt like a sore thumb, standing out among the people. Every time Jonathan pulled a muscle, all eyes would turn to his direction and all mouths babbled on about him-from his chartreuse green orbs, his olive skin then to his messy ash brown hair. Girls of different ages took their time to eye the new boy from head to toe, which Jonathan replied to with a small toothless smile, his dimple showing. The boys, on the other hand, glared at him murderously as though silently telling him, I'm going to kill you.

Jonathan, apparently becoming uncomfortable with their quiet threats, took a step back. A boy, a lot bigger than him, pushed past him, which Jonathan quickly assumed was intentional. For a second, the tall boy snapped his head to Jonathan's direction, staring angrily at him. Jonathan sighed to himself, let's get this over with. An acoustic guitar in one hand and his leather bag slung over his shoulder, he made his way through the mob, ignoring everyone's intense stares.

Just last week, Jonathan's family moved to the suburbs because of his dad's big promotion. Leaving everything and everyone behind wasn't much of a big deal to Jonathan - not after that mishap that everyone from his former home surely would not ever forget. Just by recalling the exact happenings from that day made him cringe.

Jonathan knew he mustn't think of whatever happened on that fateful day. He told himself last night to make a big fresh start today after all, and beginning the new day thinking about his past mistake wasn't helping him accomplish his goal. I'm a new person, the same thought kept echoing inside his head until these were distrupted when Jonathan bumped into a tall figure, causing the figure's books to fall on the marble floor.

"Sorry," was the first thing Jonathan uttered, his head slowly looking up to whoever he bumped into. The tall figure he bumped into was a boy, a few inches taller than him, wearing a white v-neck shirt beneath a heavy studded leather jacket. Strands of the tall boy's dyed crimson red hair sticking out of place.

The nameless boy furrowed his eyebrows. Jonathan, noticing the frown plastered across the boy's face, added calmly, "I said I'm sorry." The boy's face remained the same. "Sure you did," he snapped. His ring-infested index finger pointed at the fallen books scattered on the ground, while his eyes were fixed on Jonathan's. "Pick those up, idiot," he demanded.

Jonathan took time to look at the thick books on the floor, then back to the boy. "I pick up your books?" he asked slowly, making sure he didn't misinterpret whatever the tall boy was saying. In the corner of his eye, he sees a crowd was gradually forming around the two.

"Those are my girlfriend's," the nameless boy responded, gesturing to the shy-looking brunette with thin glasses standing awkwardly beside him. His dark eyes darted towards Jonathan's with an impatient look. "Now fucking pick those up if you don't want to-"

"No thanks," Jonathan cut him off instantly and slowly walked away, which the boy reacted violently to.

In a swift movement, he threw a punch at him, but was quickly prevented by a taller boy to happen. The taller boy stopped the boy's clenched fist just in time with his own bare hand. "Stop that, Richard," the taller boy warned in a deep, monotonous voice, "act of unecessary violence is intolerable in the campus. Better bring your-" he paused to glance at Jonathan "-friend with you outside if you want to start a fight."

"Gabriel," breathed Richard, turning his head to the taller boy, "since when did you start caring about the school's regulations?"

For a split second, Gabriel shot Jonathan a blank look, then answered with a shrug, "just now."

Richard averted his focus to Jonathan, who didn't seem to be affected by his violence. "You better watch out, kid. No one should mess with the Richard Prickson," he threatened. Gabriel discreetly rolled his eyes. "Samantha," Gabriel turned to the brunette beside Richard, "keep an eye on your guy before he turns lunatic."