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sound like heaven

Lukes P.O.V (half edited)

I watched as the moving men began to carry boxes into the house across the road, no one had lived in that house for years and i was intrigued to see who had decided to take the responsibility to bring it back to life; when a black car pulled up and a women around her late 30's got out. i watched as who i presume was the new owner guide the men to different rooms.

i was about to turn and carry on with my home work when she began to shout "Michael!" i turned back to the scene in-front of me as my eyes darted to find the Michael she was calling, the black ford escape door open and i expected to see an older man getting out (her husband/boyfriend) but instead a guy around my age crawled out and began to stretch his long legs and rack his short stubby fingers, i watched as she directed him to get boxes and he did as told carrying a box then coming back for another, i lent in closer to the window in hope to get a better view when my head smashed against the glass which coursed a massive thud sound and i brought my hand up to the throbbing spot , then i glanced out the window again and noticed a pair of dirty green eyes staring up into my bed room and like and idiot i ducked out of the way as if Michael hadn't already see me. I found my self sitting at that window all night until i fell asleep- no i am not a stalker i just wanted to know about more about that blue hair boy that lives across the road.

~the next day~

"Luke... lukey, come one Luke you have school in less the an hour" i felt my body slowly shake back into consciousness as my mums voice rang in my hears. "i'm up... i'm up!" i said as i slowly pulled my self up from the... window sill; memories of last night start to flash through my head, the new family, the moving truck and the strange new boy that i desperately want to know more about. "have you been there all night ?" once again my mum drags me back to reality, i just strug in response and she leaves saying i have 20 minutes to get ready unless i want to be late. grabbing the cloths i got ready last night i rush into the bathroom, i get ready, brush my teeth and sort my hair into a perfect quiff. then i go down stairs grab an apple slip on my covers go to the living room give my mum a quick kiss on the cheek and go to leave, but stop and grab my foot ball jacket and bag then leave, jump into my Mercedes Benz and go to school.

As i enter the miserable building i check my phone and see i still have 15 minutes to spare so i go to my locker and get the books out that i need for that day, i don't see the point in getting them when you need them,whats the point of going then coming back 2 hours later? maybe its just cause i'm lazy?

As im about to turn round the corner when a pair of hand rap around my eyes and the words "guess whoooo?!" are screamed in a very fake and stereotypical British voice. "hi Cal" i say and his hands drop instantly and i turn to see a pouty boy in front of me and cant help but laugh "how did you know it was me, my accent was amazing". I grimace at his last words... his accent was far from amazing "cal i hate to disappoint you but you've done the same thing for the past 7 years, it doesn't matter how good of a fake voice you put on i know it will always be you, now hurry up or well be late for form, idiot" Just as Calum opens his mouth to protest my statement of him being an 'idiot' he walks strait into the wall ...

In form i spend the hole 15 minutes tapping my foot and staring out the window to see if that Michael kid will be in today- i mean i know its a long shot as he just moved and may not even be going our school but you have to hope. By the end of for there is still no sign of the new boy so i come to the conclusion he wont be coming in today, as i leave form i see Calum waiting for me at the door. we used to be in the same form but after last term with the stink bomb the school thought it would be best to separate us in form... but we have most of are lessons to gather any way.

Me and Calum walk down the haul to science were along the way a few pretty girls with half a pound of make up on there face smile at us and try and get are attention but i try my best to ignore them and there pint less push up bras as most of them have got a flatter chest then me. we run into a few of are team mates to and share short conversation about the set up for next week game before we eventually make it to are science room just on the bell; causing Mr. Balon to stair at us as if we just commit the crime of the century his eyebrows are furred and you can practically hear his brain creaming over the fact he cant give us late detentions. Calum looks at me and rolls his eyes causing me to burst into laughter but i soon stop as the class begging to frown at me, probably trying to deiced if im completely mental. After a few seconds of getting stared at my sir i take my seat at the back of the class as he continues with his boring lecture about the same topic we've been doing for moths so i just decide to doodle on the cover of by book. eventually after torturing the hole class with his badly designed power point he gives out the work that i get on with and find so easy its actually ridicules. Once we're around 30 minutes into the lesson some one knocks at the door, i peer up just to see Mr. White are head teacher who asks to talk to sir out side for a few minutes.

As soon as the door closes the hole class burst into noise as if a fine wall can trap all the sound in the wall im just about to shake my head and carry on with my work as cal appears next to me and starts going on about weather he should as Emi Wandler out, a topic i couldn't care less about because i know the relation ship will last a week tops and its only about a quick hook up to the pair of them. The door handle begins to turn and everyone goes quite and cal rushes back to his char as Mr. Balon walkes back into the room with a boy practically hiding behind him. A boy i though i wasn't going to see again a boy who causes a smile to creep onto my face a boy called Michael.

Sir coughs to get the attention of the class but all my attention is on the boy who hasn't even looked up from the floor yet. "everyone this is Mitchel, hes just moved here and i would like you all to make him feel very welcome!"

"michael" a small voice murmurs

"what... i cant quite here u mitchel",once again Michael repeats his name but this time even quiter as if hes scared of the class that are all now staring at him.

"i think hes trying to say his names Michael not Michel!" a voice shouts over everyone's whispers and as people begin to look at me i soon find out the voice was in fact mine.

"oh right, im sorry then Michael, but next time put your hand up luke!" Mr. Ball rash says raising his voice as he says my name. But if im honest i hardly notice because just after sir says my name the blue haired boy slowly look up right in my direction with a really small smile, but its still a smile and i think its to me therefor it would be rood if i didn't smile back so i gave him the biggest grin i could muster up, but as soon as i do it i intently regret it as i think it was too intimidating as the boy quickly shoots his head back to the ground... fuck.

"Anyway" Mr. Balon interrupts the silence," luke as you seem to be so keen on this new lad i suggest he takes a seat next you... as long as that's okay with you Michael"

i almost have to hold back a sequel as Michael begins to nod his head slowly, i watch in anticipation as Michael begins to walk to the back of the room and take the seat next to me. i wait a few minutes not wanting to seem like a weirdo who new his name and who he may or may not have seen watching him last night. i notice as he puled at his sleeves creating cute little sweater pars. "ermmm, hello.." i mange to say. After a few seconds i say it again but a bit louder in case he didn't hear me but a couple of seconds later still complete silence so i just went back to doing my work that's when i herd it a very faint and deep 'hi' it was so beautiful and repeated in my head for a few seconds and it honestly sounded just like heaven. Just as i was about to reply the bell went for the end of class and before i could open my mouth Michael was out of the room.

'hi', just kept on repeating in my head- my aim for the end of the day is to here that sweet deep voice again.

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so this is my 1st story, it will get better i promise ... hope you enjoyed it

love from natalieeeee xx