Jocelyn Flores

Roses

*Beep! Beep! Beep!*
The taste of blood from the nose hit his tongue again, giving him a "sweet" good morning while a sheer line of sunshine warms up his cold feet.
"5:00am"
The boy gets up, dragging his underweight body to the bathroom where the lights are already on since last night. He reaches his bruised hand over the bathtub to turn on the water. As he wait for the tub to be fill, he walks over to the sink and start to brush his teeth.
"Why am I so ugly?"
Those are the words that start his day, sad and miserable. That's not how a normal 17 years old should be. He spits out the minty foam his mouth, cleans the toothbrush and cleans his mouth.
"I want to die."
A few drops of roses scented essential oil hit the water from the tub, the boy uses his thin fingers to mix the two liquid together and softly drips himself into the clear water. He rests his head on an edge of the tub, slowly closing his eyes and enjoys the silence of his one of his parent's house. They're rich, yes, rich in money, rich in fame, but, they're not rich in love. His father only married his mother because his family thinks that it'll be good for their business and so is his mother's side. And he was only alive because they need someone who'll take on the business when his parents pass away. But no one in his entire family like him, even his siblings. Everyone think that he's a mistake, not because his view in life is far different from them and he'll do anything to fight against them, but it's because he's a homosexual.
"What's wrong with me?"
His eyes open again, staring at the roses covered ceiling which he spent a whole day to paint just because he was bored. Pure red, soft pink and dark green, no one knows he is good at art, even his few friends at school. He always knows how to keep things away from everyone, except his love for someone, Danielle. He's a tall boy with blue hair and a leather jacket pair with black, ripped skinny jean and a pair of dusty, high neck, biker shoes. He's what a typical biker would be, he smokes, he drinks and he's strangely attractive. He's not everyone type but he sure is his.
He walks out of the tub and let the water gets flush down. Soft white towel rubs on his delicate pale skin, soaking up all the rosy water from his body.
As he's finishing up, he sees his phone lights up from his messy bed, a ting sound flows to his ear as he wrap the towel around his waist and walks out to check it.
"Unknown number: Hey, are you Ethan from art class?"
"Who's in art class with me...it's just Danielle..wait,no.."
He taps his thumbs onto the screen, typing an answer back.
"Ethan: Who is this?"
"Unknown number: It's Danielle, you know, the dude with blue hair."
At this moment, his heart is literally beating so hard it can jump out of his body, and his face turns bright red like a ripe Roman tomato. He can't believe it, his crush just text him.
"Ethan: Ah yes, do you need help with anything?"
"Breath, just breath, keep it normal."
"Unknown number: I've noticed that you're quite good at drawing things so I think that maybe you can help me with the topic that Mr.Stump gave us last week?"
"Ethan: Yes of course I'll help you."
"Unknown number: Great! So can we meet at lunchtime or maybe after school?"
"What should I pick??"
"Ethan: After school sounds better for me"
"Unknown number: Sure, do you wanna come to my house?"
"Oh my god his house???"
"Ethan: Yea sure"
"Unknown number: Okay, see you at school"
"Ethan: Kay."
He screams out all the oxygen that was in his lungs and jumps around like a little kid. He can't believe what just happened but he doesn't care because he's so happy he could die.
"I should wear something cool."
As soon as that idea pops up, he runs to his closet immediately. He sprungs open the wooden doors, eyes carefully looking all around if he has anything nice to wear because he's only been wearing some stupid normal t-shirt and a pair of 90's style jeans.
He then stops at a white shirt that he paired with a green jacket that has red,yellow and blue details from ages ago that he forgot. Then he grabs a baggy blue denim pants and a belt because he's so skinny, the pants will fall off even if it's the smallest size that the store has. (Hiệu ứng nhạc Thuỷ thủ mặt trăng lúc biến hình cho thêm sinh động :D )

Then he looks at the jewelry box on a small round table next to his closet, a pair of red hearts earrings immediately hit his eyes. And just in seconds, they're beautifully laying on his ears. He then puts on a thin round glasses, grabs his bag and rushes to school. Today is the happiest day in his entire life, and he wishes that nothing bad is going to happen.
It's not like he likes school, he just doesn't want to be late. He hates being late, it makes him feel uncomfortable, and today is the day he can not be late, even one second.
:^) t viết dở vl sorry.