my crush

chapter one

One warm evening i was sitting at the bleachers at my new high school i was the new kid so i wasnt very popular because my mom and dad abandoned me when i was 7, im 17 now so i had alot of time to think. I sat there on my phone hoping no one would look at me or make fun of the way i looked. I wore long black skinny jeans and a long sleeved shirt. No one there knew who i was, then i saw someone (with bright purple hair. It shaved on both sides not so popular himself) whispered to his friend.

"Who is that?" He says to his friend questionably.

"I have no clue" his friend responds.

I get up from the bleachers hoping no one would notice, and thankfully no one did. I walk into the locker room to get changed into my school uniform before the bell rings. I see him again. Bright purple hair and blue eyes just like the ocean. I shake my head, and i think to myself "Maybe i should go say hi" i walk over to the boy with purple hair.

I hear them talking about something, i hear whispering i cant make out what they are talking about. I greet them.

"Hey" i say with a smile. "Im markus im new here"

"Oh okay, hi i guess" the boy with purple hair says looking back at his friend.

"I love youre hair" i say

"Really?" He says.

"Yeah i was thinking about getting mine dyed but i dont know"

He smiles and his white teeth show.

"That would be cool, maybe a blue or black or every color of the rainbow" he giggles.

I giggle back as the bell rings. "do you mind taking me to my class?" I say.

"Sure, where is it?"

I show him my schedule and he takes me to my class. I walk inside and i sit in a random chair. I put my books on my desk and think about the guy with purple hair, blue eyes and sparkling white teeth. As im imagining all of this some girl comes up to me.

"Excuse me, i have no clue who you are but this is my seat so beat it." She say as she chews her gum super loud.

I give her a glare, then i stand up and move

•×•

The bell rings and its lunchtime. I grab my food from the line and head to a seat. Im playing with my food thinking about why i was such a burdon. And why my foster parents sent me here. Next thing i know i hear a tray hit the table. It made me jump. Its the boy with purple hair.

"Hey!" I say excited.

He gives my the cutest smile "you never asked my name" he says sipping on his milk.

"Im sorry, whats youre name" I say smiling and eating a bite of my mac n cheese.

"Darian" he says looking away "so u dont sound american, where are you from?" He looks back at me questionably.

"Im from Canada." I say looking back at my plate.

"Why are you here then?" He says.

"My parents were never there so i lived in a foster home in Canada for a bit. Then got sent down here." I say playing with my food again.

"Wow thats rough" he says taking my side. "Do u like drawing?" He says while eating food.

"I stopped drawing since 7th grade. It just got difficult" i say looking and playing with my food again.

"Maybe u should try again, itll be fun" he says.

"I dont know if i should" i say. "Besides its not gonna be that good"

"Try it" he says as he puts a hand on my shoulder for comfort.

The bell rings and i go to my next class. The rest of the day i day dream about darian.

•×•

Im at home. On my bed thinking about what darian said. I think im falling for him.

"What thats not true. It cant be" i say to myself.

I sight put my hand in my hair. I go to my room to get ready for bed. I slip on pajamas and i brush my teeth. I get into my bed and fall asleep.

•×•

2 A.M

I toss and turn for hours. Until i fall out of bed. It wakes me up. I look at the clock as i get back on my bed. I attempt to go back to sleep but i cant.