Dammit ❀Kellic❀ (BoyxBoy)

Am I More Than You Bargained For Yet

Kellin POV

World History sucks ass.

We're probably not gonna need to know any of this stuff later on anyways. Who needs to know what religion they had in the 1800's? I don't particularly give a shit about religion and I know that I won't give a damn about someone else's religious beliefs either.

I don't have anyone I know in here, so its kind of lonely. Its not like a have tons of friends considering I started school here over a month ago. But, it'd be nice to know at least one person. Even if it was a friend of a friend. The guy next to me is wearing a Fall Out Boy shirt. Maybe I could strike up a conversation. He seems uncomfortable because he keeps awkwardly shifting in his chair. I'm already finished with  the reading and I'm bored as hell. How do I start this? I'm not one for small talk. Hmm... OMF isn't Pete Wentz so hot!!! or maybe, PATRICK STUMP IS SO ADORABLE I WANT TO THROW UP! Jesus, Kellin. You don't wanna freak out potential friends.

Be cool.

"I am cool." I mutter to myself.

The guy looks over, but goes back to his work.

"Hey." I say. It gets his attention and he nods his head at me. I nod back. "I like that shirt.

He looks down. "Thanks. I got it from Monumentour." Now that I've heard him speak, I can see that he has a British accent.

"Holy shit. You went to that?!"

"Fuck yeah! They're even more amazing live. I met them and Andy said he liked my sign. Joe fucking hugged me, Patrick was adorable and Pete is hot as fuck." Oh.

Its like this guy just read my fucking mind.

"Oh, I'm sorry if gay people bother you. It's just that when people mention Fall Out boy, I tend to ramble on and on and on. I can't really help it, but my friends don't mind. My family us another story though, they hate when I get worked up about bands or their members. Can't they see that this is practically the only thing that makes me happy?  Then they wonder why I don't wish to socialize with them."

Jeez, does everyone at this school talk at warp speed?

"I'm Josh by the way." He sticks out his hand "Franceschi."

"Kellin Quinn."

"I know." I quite him a confused look. "I see that you hang out with Vic's gang of misfits."

"Oh...okay. They're not misfits." I say and its true. They're the nicest people you could ever meet.

"From what I hear, they're real jerks. Especially the older Fuentes."

Wow, I thought that everyone loved Vic. He's so kind and amazing and well, Vic.

"You can't always believe the rumors, you know." I rebuttal.

"Whatever." He mutters. "Hey, wanna hang out with me and my friends during lunch?"

"Uh.. Sure." I slowly say. I'm a little skeptic on this Josh guy. He seemed nice at first, but he was talking shit about Vic.

"Great." The bell rings as soon as Josh says this. "Well, let's go."

I follow him through the crowded hallways. This school is pretty big. Everyone seems to be in their own little clique around here. There's jocks, nerds, band geeks, art freaks, loners, cheerleader sluts and etcera, etcera, etcera. I use to belong in the loner category at my old school. I would sit in the back of classrooms with my headphones always in. No one paid attention to me, until Matty. He would always seem like a dick to other people, but he could be the sweetest guy in the world when we were alone. He'd give me butterflies when he would do the littlest things to show me affection. But that all changed when I found out how ruthless he could be. He's dead to me. It still hurts even though I've completely gotten over my feelings for him. I also need to stay away from relationships. I might think I want a boyfriend, but this is probably for the best anyways. I almost bump into Josh because I was too involved in my own thoughts. When I look up I see that we're out on the football field.