Metanoia ( 2doc )

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M u r d o c ' s P O V

Just one more fucking year.

Murdoc thought to himself as he entered through the doors of the shitty local college, his friends following right after.

He had no single intention to study and graduate, the only reason he bothered to show up at school was that his dad forced him. He wasn't gonna end up like his tosser of a father though, a worthless drunk.

His plan was to start a band, get famous, bang countless birds and simply thrive.

Speaking of birds, the silver lining in all of this; college was filled with babes. Murdoc wasn't exactly picky, but he wasn't gonna go and get himself a minger either.

Their 'gang' looked quite intimidating, Murdoc was dressed in a black leather jacket, ripped, black jeans and cuban heels. His classic upside-down cross hanging around his neck. Accompanying him was his two closest friends, Ace and Snake, who was equally as rugged-looking as Murdoc.

Murdoc noticed a rather okay-looking brunette glancing at him as they walked through the corridor, he shot her his best flirty grin, causing her to blush and look away.

"Maybe this won't be too bad." Ace chuckled.

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They arrived at their first class, philosophy. What a bloody waste of time. Murdoc sighed, sitting down at his desk. "Even the professor's late, don't know why we bothered showing up on time." he heard Snake complaining from behind him.

He turned around to look at him, but something from outside the hallway caught his eye.

Outside, a lanky looking boy was putting some books in his locker, he was at least as tall as Murdoc. People rushed past to get to class which blocked Murdoc's sight a bit. The first thing he noticed was the messy mop of blue hair sticking out from a black beanie. He was wearing black jeans, green slip on vans and a ridiculously large, brown knitted cardigan over a white t-shirt. He looked like a proper stoner really.

Then he noticed his eyes, they were black. Completely black. Murdoc could feel himself getting sucked into the reality of this boy, not being able to rip his eyes off him. But the more he stared at him, he noticed that the boy looked quite lost. He didn't look like he was completely connected to reality.

It wasn't until the professor entered the classroom and shut the door that Murdoc snapped back to reality. Fuck, isn't he in this class?

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"So, who was the girl you were drooling over before class?" Snake said, lighting a cigarette as they were sitting on the grass outside school, waiting for Ace. Murdoc couldn't be bothered to answer as he inhaled the grey stench.

His eyes searched through all the students walking around, trying to find the boy. He was too entranced to even begin questioning himself as to why he was so interested in another male.

"You know anyone with blue hair around here?" Murdoc finally spoke, "Nah, but crazy-coloured haired girls are always the best in bed.»

Yeah, girls.

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Normally, Murdoc would have skipped class by now and headed to the pub already. He stepped out of the school after his last class of the day, he leaned against the wall, his eyes scanning through all the kids leaving the school.

Suddenly, he felt arms grabbing his shoulder. "OY TOSSER!" he heard a shout behind him, causing him to jump. He was about to swing one, before he saw it was his friends. "Fucking arseholes." he snarled, catching his breath.