Frost and Fire (+18) ✔️

1 | first day

~ Nia~

"Tony, I'll be fine," I assured him today for the umpteenth time. He's more nervous and worried than me about my first day of the new school. After what happened, he's more worried that I will snap or get into more fights. I can't afford to get kicked out of this school too, we can't afford it.

Not economically, but mentally. I think one more fight or trigger and I would be in a worst place than I already am. But I can handle myself. I've been handling myself ever since I was a kid, Tony made sure I could handle it.

It's a good thing we're in a new place between new people, getting a fresh start. Leaving behind our past, the memories that haunt us. That holds us back.

"Listen, I'm not telling you not to get in fights or not have single detention and always behave in school. If someone messes with you, you mess with them back and double hard than they did with you. If someone insults you, I'm not asking you to ignore it or take it as nothing. What I'm saying is that please take care of yourself. Don't be reckless. And this time, please do take care of yourself. If not for you, do it for me, Star," he said looking my eyes

"I will, Tony. This time, I'll try," I said with thickness in my throat.

Tony ruffled my hair and kissed my head. I gave him a small smile before sliding out of the Rover.

He's my best friend, my brother. Ever the day since I can remember, he's been there for me and has protected me from everything. Even though he's three years older than me, he understands me and treats me like I'm his friend and his equal and not younger than him.

I can tell him anything. Hell, we can talk to each other about anything. We talk about people, boys, and girls, our dating/sex life, parents, problems, work, school, family, future, movies, sports... you name it.

He's my partner in crime, we've done stupid things together, craziness... we've been reckless together. Whatever we do, we do it together. If we go to hell, we go together. If he fucks up, I fuck up too just to be with him in the fucked up consequences.

I think the only thing we don't do together is a girl and boy scenario. He has his girls and his fun, and I have mine.

Tony has taught me many things. He taught me how to fight, he taught me how to drive. Hell, I think he even taught me how to walk. I wouldn't be the person I am today if it weren't for him.

I owe him my life. And there's close to nothing I wouldn't do for him.

I saw as he sped off the road and turned around and observed the building in front of me. I'm supposed to complete my senior year here and graduate. 

No big deal, right?

Just as I was about to ignore the stares and start walking in, I saw something fall down from the corner of my eyes. I turned my head in the direction to see a very beautiful guy walking beside a younger boy.

When I say beautiful, I mean it. Like, drop-dead sexy, ravishingly handsome and so manly that the other guys I've been with the past seem like kids in front of him. So exquisite that I forgot how to breathe, instead my lady is breathing very heavily. Hot. Too hot for me to handle. 

How to make my brain start working again?

His dirty blond locks fell on his forehead, his tanned skin contrasting against the color of his hair. The tight white full sleeve tee shirt he wore allowed a glimpse of that sexy body of his. His muscles perfectly visible through that tee shirt. He was lean and ripped. 

Perfectly muscled and tattooed. I could spot some ink on is chest but couldn't exactly see what it is, his right arm covered with a tattooed sleeve. Either way, he was the hottest guy I've ever seen in the whole seventeen years of my existence.