I hear my alarm on my phone go off. I groan, it's fucking Monday. Woop dee doo. It feels so early, I check the time. I drop my phone on my bed and rub my eyes. It's 5:30 I set my time so early so that if I fall asleep again I'll actually get up when I'm supposed to at six. Today's different. It's the first day of school since Christmas break, next year, same shit. I drag myself out of bed... Onto the floor. It's uncomfortable enough to make me get up to shift through my closet. I grab a pair of black leggings, shirt with a picture of anime on it, and my black converse. I slip my clothes from the previous day off and put these on. There's a sharp pain in my lower arm as I accidentally hit it on the corner of a door, causing my cuts from last night to start to bleed again. Ugh. I put a bandage over it and grab a baggy grey sweater. Guess I'm not showing off my new shirt. Oh well. I don't want my bandage to show through that thin shirt. Everyone would question me. They should learn to keep their foot in their own ass. I brush down my poofy hair and put a beanie over it. That's right... No one has seen my short hair yet. Well. I'm glad it's short now. It stays neat longer. That is until you sleep...
I walk into the kitchen to look at the food. It's not like I'm going to bother to make food anyways, but I make coffee. I make it really sweet with a lot of creamer to soothe my black soul. I don't like my coffee to match that soul of mine.
*scratch scratch*
I flip my head over to the sliding door to see where the noise is coming from. I tilt my head to the side like a dog when I see it. A cat. I walk over to the door with my head still tilting. The cat stops. It's all black with bright green eyes. It stares at me as I stare back at it.
"Neco?" I slap my forehead. I watch too much anime. I decide to open the door the cat rushes in from the cold and curls up on my blankets I tossed on the couch. Closing the door, I get a bowl of water and a bowl of lunch meat for the poor cat and put it in my room. I search the garage and find a decent sized box. I line it with a garbage bag and put cat litter in it. We just happen to have cat litter for our icy driveway. I walk over the cat content in the warm blankets. I smile at it and pet him. When it starts to purr I pick it up and move him into my room. The cat looks around in his new surroundings. While he's busy I grab the blanket he was laying in on the couch and bring it in my room.
"Meow..." I say to the cat like I'm a crazy person as I shape the blanket on the floor into a nest.
"Meow!" The cat happily replies. I giggle at him.
"Gizmo?" I try to name the cat. He starts to purr. That's a good name for him. I walk over to him to double check that's he's a boy. Whew. Good, he is a he. I give him one last pet before I close my door and walk out of my house to catch the city bus.
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As I get on the bus I notice all the seats are full except one by a boy I don't know.
"Uhm.." I tap him on his shoulder, since he has earbuds in. "Can I sit here?" He smiles sweetly at me and quickly looks around.
"Looks like you don't really have a choice." He laughs. I nervously laugh along. He scoots over and pats where I'm to sit. I slowly sit down nervously on the edge so he has space and pull out my phone. He looks over and sees I'm texting a group chat full of my friends. He reads the text I'm typing before I notice.
"Guys... I'm sitting by this wierd kid who's being almost too nice to be true." He snatches my phone and opens the camera, puts his arm around me and pulls me in closer to take a selfie. I look surprised while blushing. He has a sweet smile on. As he lowers the phone he snickers and edits it making it look nice and texts it to the group chat with my text. It takes a while for me me to muster the courage to speak.
"What the fuck! Can I have my phone?!" I almost yell reaching for my phone. He doesn't let me near it.
"Not until I see what they say..." He concentrates at the texts that are coming in laughing at them. Most are along the lines of...
"OMG he's hot! 0,0 is he taking the selfie? Wtf is going on?! (ू˃̣̣̣̣̣̣o˂̣̣̣̣̣̣ ू)"
"Ok here ya go." He says simply and hands me my phone back. I reply to all the crazy texts telling everyone what has happened. Everyone asks for his name. I look back over at him.
"Hey..." He already has his earbuds back in. What a creep. After a couple seconds he looks over to me staring at him pulling out one of his earbuds.
"Sorry, what?"
"U-uh... What's your name?"
"It's Ross. Why?"
"What do you mean why? You just took a selfie of us so close together and text it too my friends without explanation."
"What's your name?" Ross says avoiding the question.
"Jasper..." I say glaring at him. He laughs.
"That's a nice name." He goes back to listening to music. I sigh and give up.
It's quiet the rest of the way to school.
