Day 2 (six more days)

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TW: cursing, slightly descriptive vomiting, mentions of blood, crying, mentions of fighting/beating

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Virgil:
I woke up the next morning and walked slowly over to my bathroom because I realized I forgot to take my makeup off and it was now smeared. I washed my face, which took the makeup off and revealed little dots over my face. Also known as my freckles. I opened my drawer that was under my sink to find-no makeup bag???? Who the hell took it?! I'd rather go to school with smeared makeup than none at all! Ugh come on! This is going to be the worst day of my life. After complaining for ten minutes gay-cause I'm not straight-I eventually got dressed into something similar to what I wore yesterday except I found actual matching socks today. I put my combat boots on once more and grabbed my bag, heading out of my bedroom.

"Mornin" I said to my mom who was in the kitchen.

"Morning!" She said, smirking.

"What's with the smirk?" I asked before it dawned on me. "Did you take my makeup bag?!" I yelled, pointing at her accusingly.

She chuckled maniacally, "Maybe..." she said with a suspicious tone of voice.

"Ugh mom" I whined, obviously mad and upset.

"You never show your freckles! They're cute!" She defended.

"I don't wanna be cute! I wanna be intimidating!" I said

"Good luck with that smol boi" she said before I huffed and stormed out, leaving her to laugh to herself.

I threw my hood up and covered part of my face with my hair. It'll do for now. I put my headphones on and once again listened to music as I walked to school, I was in a better mood cause it's Tuesday but only slightly better cause I don't have my makeup. Maybe Patton has some spare. He has everything in that locker of his.

I walked quickly to my locker and threw my books in. I shut it and walked over to Patton's locker.

"Patton we have a code orange" I said quickly. We didn't use codes very much but he definitely will never forget code orange. It was only made from a while back when I ran out of makeup and was too broke to buy more so after a day of hell with my freckles, Patton and I devised code orange.

"Sorry Virge, I don't have any makeup" he said slowly. I sighed.

"It's okay Pat but if somehow you find any, even the smallest amount of foundation, find me quick" I said before hearing the bell, saying bye to Patton, and heading to homeroom with my head down. I got inside and sat down, remembering that we got to meet the new student today and I look like a fucking child. Great first impression Virge, an childish emo, ugh.

"Okay class, the new student will be here any second so just be patien-"

"Hello everyone!" A person wearing a bright red and white letterman's jacket and blue jeans burst through the door, cutting the teacher off.

"Don't worry, I've got this" They told the teacher before turning back to the class.

"My name is Roman, I use he/him pronouns, I love Disney and theatre, and I'm gay!" He said, very loudly which caused me to hiss at him and turn everyone's attention to me. Roman gave me a smile and a quick okay sign.

"That's all" Roman said, quieter this time. Oh so he got the memo that he was being too loud, huh a person who actually understands, nice. He looked around the room for an open seat and the only one was the seat next to me so of course he sat down next to me. Ugh why can't I be a turtle or tortoise and just hide into my shell. All I can really do now is lay my head down on my desk and hope he doesn't want to socialize.

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