*~Destiny~*

°~Chapter 1~°

October 2, 9:30-

~BEEP BEEP BEEP~

Oliver groaned as he sat up and slapped his alarm clock on the floor. "Stupid alarm" he mumbled as he hopped out of his bed and slowly walked into the bathroom.

~10 minutes later~

Oliver got out of the bathroom and walked to his closet to get changed. He put on a simple T-shirt, some jeans and his worn out Converse. He put his favorite blue hoodie on and turned around to look in the mirror. He got closer to the mirror and ruffled his own hair. "Man i look like shit today" He chuckled and reached for the brush that was on his night stand but hesitated. "Eh my hair doesn't look that bad." Instead of Oliver grabbing a brush he grabbed his glasses that were next to the brush. He cleaned them with his hoodie and placed them on his face. Oliver looked down and picked up his alarm clock that was on the floor. He looked at the time. -9:45- , "oh its nine forty-five" he placed his alarm clock on the nightstand and grabbed his phone. He then paused and realized, "AND IM LATE!"

He ran out of his room and into the living room,there his grandpa was sitting on the couch drinking his morning coffee and watching the news.
"Hey Gramps! sorry cant chat, gotta go to school!" Oliver quickly grabbed his backpack from the floor and grabbed and apple. "I was gonna wake you but i was to lazy" Oliver's grandpa glanced at him as he chuckled. "Wow thanks gramps" Oliver rushed out the door and ran down the stairs. He started running faster as he reached the sidewalk. "Mr.Olson is gonna kill me"

~After running for 5 minutes~

Oliver made it to the entrance and ran inside. He looked around to see if there was anyone in the halls. Lucky for him it was empty. Oliver slowly walked down the empty halls,he could hear he footsteps. He started getting this uncomfortable feeling and made it to his locker. He opened it and grabbed the things he needed for his first three classes.

Oliver walked to room 437, Mr.Olson's classroom. Mr.Olson was Oliver's math teacher and one of the scariest teachers there is in the school.  He quietly entered trying to get to his seat that was all the way in the back. "Mr.Garcia you are late again!" Mr.Olson slapped the ruler on his table and Oliver stood frozen in the middle of the class. All eyes were on him, few whispered could be heard and Oliver became more anxious. He looked at the teacher who was standing right next to him with his arms crossed.

"You better have a good explanation." "S-sir I'm sorry but i don't have a good reason. I just slept in late and I apologize it won't happen again." Oliver put his hands in his hoodie pocket and looked down, bitting his lip. "Fine, I'll let you off with a warning. BUT THIS IS THE LAST TIME! Now go have a seat Oliver." Oliver nodded quickly and made his way to the back of the class. He sat down and scanned the classroom, something well more like someone cought his eye. He stared at the one Young boy's hair.

"That's a ginger..haven't seen one of those in a while." Oliver mumbled to himself and chuckled quietly. "Sheesh, I really am a loser. I'm talking to myself and staring at a kid like he's a rare species." Oliver thought to himself and shook his head. He rested his head on his hand listening to Mr.Olson talk about Whatever the hell he's talking about.  Oliver's attention slowly drifted back to the ginger. He almost looked like he was Hypnotized by the boy's hair and features.

As Oliver was lost in thought the young man had turned around and looked at Oliver.  Oliver and the boy made eye contact and stayed like that for what seemed to be the worlds most awkwardest minute ever. Oliver quickly snapped out of his trance and mouthed "sorry" and looked away. He put his head down and cursed himself out in his head.

~After Olivers first three classes were over: Lunch~

Oliver tiredly walked the crowded halls trying to make his way to the cafeteria. He made sure to be aware of his surroundings because he never knows were a certain group of people that may be watching him, ready to make his life a living hell. Oliver walked in and did a quick scan of the area. He saw that the small table that he usually sat in was still available. He quickly sat in one of the seats, nobody sat next to him. He was consider a loser amongst everyone.