BBRRRIING! And so the hellish cycle of never-ending pain began. What did this we call this hellish cycle? High school is the answer to that. Now it may sound like I'm over exaggerating, right? Wrong! High school is the worst and that's just an understatement! You do all this work and stick around people you hate, and for what? A piece of paper? A good job? How about respect? Who cares about all that I'm just waiting for the moment where it's socially acceptable for me to pass away! Okay okay, whatever I should probably introduce myself to the class before people think I'm a complete idiot. I stand up from the desk that I had just sat down in and force a yawn, I have to let them know that I'm not interested in this trash highschool called Bellbury High.
"Naome Lee," I answer as plainly as humanly possible. I tightened my short ponytail of light blue hair as I sat back down. I couldn't help but smirk, I could tell the teacher already knew I was going to be a problem student. Well, I should probably introduce myself to you too. I'm Naome Lee as you heard, a guy if you couldn't already tell, And here's something that might shock you, I'm the big G-word. Gay. Ooo so scary a gay, gross, right? Trust me I've heard it all. Also, people think being gay is a personality trait? Whatever, I'm getting off-topic, let's get into the actual bread and butter now, shall we?
I didn't listen to the rest of the introductions, they didn't matter to me. All that matters was that I quickly get out of this horrid place and into college. I mean, I saw most of them last year and the year before that seeing as how we were in our junior year at this shit school. Well anyway, it was time to do some stupid 'Get to know you' sheet. After that, the class went by like a breeze so not much was exciting.
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Well then in my math class aka my 5th period, a guy and might I say a very, VERY hot guy, that I have never seen before stood up to introduce himself. I don't know why I was so interested, well, yeah maybe it was because he was my type and more. He had blonde hair and a nice build and was tall, his eyes were a pretty blue, he was this bottle blonde that didn't seem to fit in at this old high school. And when he spoke my heart jumped out of my body.
"My name is Taka Gloch, I just moved here." He spoke with a British accent and boy, did I have a weakness for accents. And his voice was perfect. I couldn't help but stare as he sat down and put on this sickeningly fake but beautiful smile. I can understand why girls swooned over him I mean, hell, I was swooning too! I've always had this problem. I fall in love easily. I also have this other problem where I reject my feelings altogether. It's not healthy but it's something I can help. I looked down at the paper on the desk I was sitting at, another damn sheet that you have to fill out about yourself. After a while of teens introducing and making fools of themselves; it was my turn to say my name in front of a class who probably already knew my name. I stood up, my hands in my pockets as I spoke. I felt their eyes on me they were digging into my soul. I introduced myself for the fifth time today.
"My name is Naome Lee." I put a bit more effort into it as I glanced at the front of the class at the hot blonde named Taka. I didn't usually swoon over men like this but he was practically perfect. How was I suppose to act when someone like THAT is in the same class. I sat down scratching the back of my neck nervously. I leaned back in my seat messing with my hair not listening to what anyone was saying, completely uninterested. And I kid you not Mr. Hot-Blonde-Bitch looks at me. I felt like I was going to melt, what kind of magic was this?! Either way there were tons of kids in our class so by the time we got through all the introductions is was about time to leave for lunch. As teens and young adults crowded the door to leave the class I put in my earbuds to listen to my strange mix of music.
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