SNAKES - BL Romance

[1] Schedule

   I could not possibly believe what was happening. Mountains of people on either side of me, squeezing me in between. It was rather obnoxious, having to push through the large amounts of people. Especially when people stopped abruptly in front of me. That was utterly bothersome. 

   Exhaling sharply through my nostrils, I clung tighter onto the straps of my bag, brows knitting up together with a bit of frustration. Unfurling my brows, I took a moment to full relax, muscles easing. Just as I let my guard down, my body was forced up against a metal locker. My back ached from the sudden contact, and I hissed softly in pain. A man stood over me, a disgusting scowl on his face. Gulping, I stared him straight in the eye. When bullies harass you, they want you to be scared, k? Don't be fuckin' scared... I thought, not batting an eye.

   "Aye, think yer tough, huh?" The brute snorted, then a repulsive chuckle bounded from his throat. It sounded like the cackle of a hyena, it was just... extremely annoying. I did not respond, it showed weakness. But this just bothered him more, good job, me! The bully pulled me back, then slammed me back into the locker. This time, it had smacked the back of my skull, causing it to throb in pain. Closing my eyes, he cowered back against the now slightly dented locker in pain. 

   "That's what I thought..." Sneered the brute as he walked off, a small collection of others following him like bugs following a light. I stood up straight and took a moment to recollect what in the hell just happened. Walking... shoving... lockers... pain- Ah, alright. It wasn't new. It was actually rather common for me. Actually, bullying was why I transferred schools- I suppose I can just never get away from it. I wonder why?

   Remembering why, I look down at my choice of clothing. Black super-skinny jeans, a black, torn t-shirt, a snakebite piercing, and messy black hair. Not to mention that rather snazzy black boots I loved to wear all of the time. My humiliatingly pale skin did not help with my complexion at all. It was obvious people that of me as some emotionally unstable nuisance. 

   A sigh escaped my lips as I shifted my weight from one foot to another, regaining my balance and adjusting the straps of my bookbag. Looking around, I noticed a theme. Most everybody had small groups of friends to talk to. My lips curled down into a frown and I tilted my head slightly. I didn't really have any friends quite yet- Nor did I have any in my old school. Of course, there was my pet snake. Oh, Lucien... Feeling my cheeks grow hot, I shook my head and continued walking, hoping to clear from my head from the idea of the snake and what I've done with it in the past. I needed to get away from that, it was a disgusting habit.

  Anyways, first period was approaching. What was my first period again? My eyes widened and my hands searched around the open pockets of my bookbag, the crinkle of paper being what I was searching for. Oh, shoot.

   "Where's my schedule..." I whispered, looking about frantically. If I didn't find this silly piece of yellow paper, I was going to have to go to the Guidance Counselor and ask for another one. That would be even more embarrassing than if I were to pee my pants in public. I needed to find this piece of paper. Nodding my head stiffly, I turned back around and sifted through the crowd. As I looked around, I had noticed a taller man who was holding a yellow paper... My schedule.

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[Authors Note] -  ... Sorry that this isn't too intriguing yet. The next chapter is where the more positive social interactions take place, so. Yeah, look out for that stuff, my dudes.