William - I

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William Spear was a boy of different sorts. He dressed differently, acted differently, and talked differently than most. He often dressed in nice clothes, however they would look much nicer to the average person if they would not have had all the fake clocks and metal gears on them. He had a long hair for a boy, which was thick and seemed to be slightly teased. The light brown hair had come from his mother, however he would always dye the back of it a strong bright fire engine red. There was, of course, days where he would dress in extremely comfortable and loose clothing, that resulted in baggy blue jeans or pajama bottoms, with some random tee, a collared jacket, and his hair tied in the back of his head in a tiny pony tail.


But his appearance would fool most. William was shy, kind, and loyal to those he trusted. He didn't talk much, but half of what he said was sarcastic and humorous. He was known for either being too unemotional or too emotional, which most believed depending on the angle of the moon, the sun, and the stars with the date and time. He wasn't known for showing a lot of emotions either, but the ones who were close to him were able to figure out by what was shown in his hazel eyes. William loved the quiet, and warm summer days.


There were, however, a few things that were out of the norm. And one of them he was about to share big time with his friend Jeremy. 


William had kept himself bundled up in his grey trenchcoat and brown scarf as he held himself in an depserate attempt to keep himself warm. He stared at Jeremy, who was only awaiting for his continuation on what he had to say. 


Jeremy sighed, and shook his blonde hair to the side of his face. "William, we've known each other  for years. Why are you having such a problem telling me something?" his voice was slightly deep and calming, but confused on his best friends reactions. 


"I'm afraid that you wont accept me after I tell you," William answered, looking down at the frozen ground beneath them. 


"Will, you know I accept you and that I'm there for you no matter what." He said, and stepped closer with a saddened yet protective look in his brown eyes. 


After digesting his words, William took a deep breath. "Jeremy, I-" 


"Ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, banana phone!" 


The two of them both stared at each other, before looking at Williams pocket. It was lit up a little from the inside, and the ring tone continued. William grabbed his phone from his pocket and checked it. "It's from Persia," he said quietly. 


Jeremy nodded, and William answered. 


"Hey!" Persia exclaimed, loud enough for Jeremy to hear her excitement. 


"Hey, Persia," William smiled a little. "What's up?"


"Oh, I really wanted to go watch Guardians of the Galaxy, and I don't have anyone to go with. You wanted to watch it right?" she asked him.


The boys looked at  each other, and Jeremy smiled. If there was one thing that Jeremy knew better than anyone about William that was his love for Marvel and DC. "Yeah, that  sounds great!" William laughed a little. "I thought you didn't want to go see that movie?" 

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