(Small time skip to the beginning of school)
"Hurry up, Jordan !" Mom yells. "I'm coming!" I shout back.
"You're going to be late to the first day of senior year!" She says.
I finally decided on a pair of khakis and a plaid t-shirt. I style my ginger hair as best as I can before tossing on a black SnapBack.
"I'm coming!" I repeat walking down to the kitchen. "You don't even have time to eat the pancakes I made. Just get out of here. And if I even hear a word saying anything about you I will snap your neck." She says jokingly... I hope.
"Jordan" My best friend, Thomas , screams hugging me tightly as soon as I see him.
"Hey, Thomas ."
"First day of Senior year." He sighs.
My group of friends is pretty big. It includes: Thomas and his girlfriend Clara who have been dating for 3 years, Dylan, Mitchell, Brooklyn, ruby, Celeste , elina, and elina.
The bell rings cutting my thoughts short.
cutting my thoughts short.
"Jordan, this is the third time already. Please pay attention in my class." Mrs. Taylors, my first period math teacher says. I'm trying to pay attention but I'm thinking too much. This is the year I have to decide my entire future. "Oh! Class, this is our new student, Rocky ! Please welcome him to our school nicely." She says pointedly looking at me and Thomas .
I look over to see the new kid.
He's short, so adorably tiny, Short-ish brown, almost black hair, brown eyes, and not too tan but not too pale either skin.
He's wearing dark blue jeans, a black hoodie and black running shoes.
He's really hot... I mean he looks okay... Dreamy... I'm not even gay... But he's so beautiful... No!
I'm arguing so much in my head that I don't notice what Rocky has to say beside me.
"Hey." He says making me jump before I quickly regain composure.
"Hi. I'm Jordan."
"I'm Rocky ." He mumbles back.
I watch him tugging his hoodie sleeves farther down over his hands.The teacher starts talking again so I daze off.
*At lunch*
"Hey, Jordan!" Brooklyn says jogging up to the table I'm sitting at. The table fills up with all my friends and the lunch room is soon filled with chatter and laughter.
Then, Rocky walks into the lunchroom. He looks around with big sad eyes looking lost and confused.
"Hey! Rocky ! Come sit with us!" I call. Then I realized what I did.
Why would I let the weird new kid come sit with us? I couldn't figure it out. Why is my mind so messed up when it comes to him?
Thomas is giving me a really strange look as Rocky walks over and slides into the seat beside me, fiddling with his sleeves.
"Thanks, Jordan." He mumbles to me.
"No problem." I whisper back. Me and Rocky fall silent again and I notice that he hasn't eaten anything for lunch.
"Okay quick heads up. Blond, blue eyes is Thomas , brunette, green eyes is Thomas 's girlfriend, clara, Black hair, blue eyes is elina, Brunette, brown eyes is Dylan, blond hair blue eyes is Brooklyn, brown hair brown eyes is Celeste , dirty blond hair, brown eyes is ruby, and brown hair blue eyes is elina." I say quickly pointing everyone out.
"Okay." Is all he says.
"Are you alright? Or are you just always quiet?" Celeste says
obnoxiously from across the table. "Stop it." I say kicking her shin under the table. She just rolls her eyes at me then goes back to talking with elina and Brooklyn. "Are you actually okay though?" I ask Rocky softly.
"I will be." He says then he gets up and leaves. I can't help but wonder who Rocky really is.
Why is he so hurt? What's he hiding under his sleeves? is he okay?
Why is someone so beautiful hurting so much?
Wait scratch that. I swear I'm straight!
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