A/N: Alright, here is the beginning of chapter two. Please comment if youd like more..but I don't know if anyone other than my two friends have bothered to read it or not..soo... yeah >.> -Gerard
I walked through the school hallways silently. (I pictured it all badass..I dunno about you..) I passed Lucas and all of his friends, they all laughed happily with eachother, but the cute one caught my attention..Quinton, that's his name I think. I made my way to my second hour Art class, I had two art classes, Intro To Art and Advanced Art. I sat down at my little art desk, no one sat by me ever though. I pulled out my sketchbook and finished the drawing of Lucas and started drawing a scenery on a fresh piece.
"Hey, you mind if I sit with you?" Said a voice. I lifted my head to come face to face with a girl with curly long black hair and bright green eyes. "I don't want to sit by Jack and Robert." She said throwing a nervous glance at the two Jock Gang members. Robert was Bulldog.. I nodded and she sat down across from me. She was new here. "Those pervs kept looking down my shirt." She said in disgust.
"Men." I said in a sarcastic tone, she smiled at me.
"I'm Casey. And I know your name. Its Xander, right?" She asked. I nodded.
"Hey Girly, he's a fag, be warned." Jack said across the room. Casey flipped them off.
"Idiots." Casey muttered with a frown, she looked at me. "So I talked to my friend's friend named Lucas. And I asked him where I should sit here in Art because I complained about the pervs. He said you, but he told me you don't talk much." Casey explained
"He's right." I said with a slight nod.
"Well I don't care whether you talk or not because you're a cutie. So its alright if I sit with you?" Casey asked again. She was very..bubbly.
"I don't mind." I said, I realized I started drawing Quinton into the picture I was working on. It didn't help that he was shirtless in the drawing either.
"So you're openly Gay?" Casey asked.
"Yea." I answered. She was easy to talk to, maybe its cause she's not an asshole.
"That's cool. How were your parents with that? I heard coming out could be rough." Casey said.
"Fine." I lied, I drew Quintins eyes flawlessly, I felt creepy drawing him.
"That's good." CaSey said smiling. I nodded lightly and I was tempted to scribble my drawing out, but I just couldn't."how do you know Lucas?" Casey asked.
"Around." I said quietly, I knew he'd kill me if I told her that he was my brother. Casey started drawing a stick figure kitten, her expression showed great concentration. I watched her blankly.
"How do you?" I asked.
"My friend Luna has a giant crush on him. So I met him yesterday." Casey answered. I have heard Lucas talk to Mom about Luna. He had a giant crush on her as well.
"Why do you have art?" I asked as she glared at her child-like drawing.
"Well, I wanted to learn to draw better." Casey said looking up at me.
"It comes from inside, Casey. You can't learn." I said quietly.
"I can try." Casey said smiling. I narrowed my eyes and shifted. She was stubborn. "Ya know, I consider you interesting. We should hang out sometime." Casey said brightly.
"Maybe." I said. I was still drawing, it kind of made me nervous, that she found me interesting.