Our love is more quirky than us.

Chapter 1

Monday morning:

Just a normal Monday morning. People still with hangovers since last night. You can even smell the nasty stench of liquor off them; and whats up with the black bags under their eyes. Ugh I'm bored as hell. I hate school so much! Everyone is critical. Judgemental. Bitches. Hate them all!

The "Barbie" group always have a themed day. Unfortunetely today is 'Pink Monday.' My least favourite color. I may wear black a lot but black is not sad nor depressing. Its elegant. I just like to be different. Im sure some of you can relate. They laugh at me for being different but i laugh at them for being the same. Grunge is just my style.

Highschool is just a prison for low life suckers who have nothing better to do than worry about what your wearing. They must have nothing else interesting to do rather than spend their lives judging others. Its pathetic!

So anyway, as i walked into class this morning people began to snigger. Probably because of my outfit. Im in love with anything vintage, especially retro clothing. I wore my oversized denim jacket with black ripped jeans along with my Guns 'N' Roses tshirt and docs. I stuck my middle finger up at those jerks whearing their ugly mainstream clothes. They only wear that stuff because apparently its 'in'.

I sat in my usual seat. At the back. Where nobody will bother me. Also because the teacher cant see me writing poetry and doodling what i feel.

The school bell rang for class and followed by the teacher was boy wearing ripped jeans and leather jacket. He had a grunge vibe about him. His hair was brown and lush with it brushed back. To be honest he reminded me of Johnny Depp.

There was a spare seat beside me and Mr.Rotsheild gestured towards where i was sitting. "Taylor, why dont you take a seat beside Janice?". Taylor. Taylor. Hmm. Nice name. Nice hair. Nice style. WAIT! What am i doing!? He sat down and stared at me. His eyes. Oh God his eyes. Chocolate brown. My favourite dessert color. His eyes where fixed on mine.

"Hey", he said.

I found myself blushing. What is happening!?

"Hey", i smiled...