Skin//

The looks..

I walked into a room full of people I disliked...
being totally over looked i slowly walked in,
Looking up high with Combat boots resting on my two legs.

"Your late, again Y/n"
Mr. Adams says.

I nod, smacking my gum and leaving the room silent when the gum pops.

As I put earphones in to listen to, "Rebel Yell" I see a tall brunette, blue eyed boy walk in.

Of course im not one to stare but...he was handsome, new...and unlike the rest.

He walked with pride and wore combat black, shinny, boots.

A leather jacket that covered his black shirt that had roses up his ribcage.

He looked at me for a split second, noticing how different I was compared to the rest.

Colbys POV:

I walked in, trying to show pride..I slowly walked in.

I looked at everyone...all wearing the same things...all bright colors, pink, blue, white.

I looked down and noticed I was totally out of place.

"Mr. Brock, your seat is over there.."
Mr. Adams says again.

I nod, walking to my desk and analyzing every detail to find my way around.

I notice a girl...wavy brown hair with sticks of red and blue in her hair. Totally out of place..like me.

I walked passed only to hear the music that came from her earphones..

I whisper to myself, "Rebel yell.."

I smirked a little, at least I wasn't alone I thought.

I analyzed her.

She had black cross dangling earrings that hung with the other 8 earrings. Her eyes were brown..spakes of gold flashed in them.

She wore a denim dark navy jacket, with patches of band names. She wore Fishnets under her black ripped jeans, and black combat boots that had tiny skulls and roses on them.

Snapping out of my gaze I realized the hour passed and I didn't pay attention to anything, but as I looked back at her...she didn't either.
She was messing with cigarettes and vapes, re-filling them and counting money from under her desk.

"Mrs. Y/n, see me in my room after hours.." Mr. Adams says.

"Odd..." I say.

-bell rings-