Author's Note

This is my first story and its all OCs. If I made any grammar mistakes please point them out. I appreciate all criticism. The plots going to get pretty dark just so you know.

First Day of School

After entering my Chemistry classroom and greeting my teacher, I took my seat and waited for the bell to ring. I noticed him after being called up to solve a problem. Onyx Star caught my eye as soon as I saw him, a wink from his gray eyes, a wave of his hand, and he easily had my full attention. I simply smiled back and continue walking to the board. The teacher's problem was easy; science is my strong suit after all. After solving the problem, I walked back to my seat. But when I turned around, I saw that he was looking at me, there was a slight smile on his face.

It turns out that I have a total of three classes with him, Chemistry, English 12 and Homeroom. In English he sits directly behind me. I haven’t said much more than a few sentences to him yet, but he always seems to be looking at me. Should I say something to him, he's bothering me if all he does is stare.

During Ms. Cheerliee's class every student was told to describe themselves either at their desk or at the front of the class. A friend of mine was one of the first called; Ivory Feather described himself as an expert video gamer and a great guy to talk with. You could see visible dimples when he spoke and his fun loving personality seemed to interest students. Mine was much duller with most students focused on their phones. “I think i'm a pretty great artist, if you ever wanna hang out i'm cool for most things”. Ms. Cheerliee seemed like an easy going teacher; she allows students to talk and use their phones as long as their work is finished.

Onyx was the second from last student. "Hey, I'd say I'm a pretty casual guy who's down for pretty much anything. I love sports and doing tricks on my dirt bike."

After class Ivory and I head to the cafeteria, we’re pushed by the crowd of students in a rush to get their food. Because we hadn't rushed like the others it took several minutes to get our food; I chose two percent chocolate milk and a chicken sandwich. Ivory had skim milk with a Caesar salad, saying because he didn't work out he should at least eat healthy. We walked to our usual booth where three more students currently sat. Scarlet Hope and Thorny Rose sit close together with the later legs draped over the others. After eating another french fry Rose speaks “It's still early and I’ve already had to deal with two of the worst teachers in the school! What about you guys?”

Tomboy Sky Chaser is the first to reply “I have P.E. first period which rocks but after that I have level four French with snooty Ms. Silver Song.” Sky is always labeled as a troublemaker by teacher's because she roller skates to school everyday and has even been caught rollerskating in the halls; she's the most rowdy of our group but she is still a great student. While she likes to complain about her French class every year I think she's most annoyed at having to take lower level french even though she speaks it fluently.

Scarlet vividly describes his high level math class and what he has heard about the instructor's teaching methods. After ranting about his love of math and pushing his glasses up multiple times he let Rose talk. His glasses and personality grouped him as a nerd but he was somehow dating Rose. She was a slightly pompous theater and cello girl; she often did main roles for plays and played in competitions. She and Octavia would always challenge each other to music-offs. She had pretty blonde hair that was dyed red at the ends to match Scarlet's own fiery head of hair. Even after seeing how enamored they were with each other it was a shock to the school when miss popular had asked out one of the shyest guys in school.

After the lunch bell rang there was another swarm of students, however, this time their destination was their classrooms. The rest of my day went on uneventful with occasional run-ins with my friends in the halls and getting aggravated when I struggled opening my locker for the third time in a row. The final bell sounded and I went through the school in search of Ivory. I ran into him while he was talking with his own smaller group of friends. When he saw me he separated from the group and walked over to greet me. “Hey, we're still good to walk together right? Do you want me to carry your stuff; I know how lazy you can be.”

I scowled at him “I’m not that lazy.” He only had to give me a look till I surrendered “Fine, I am pretty lazy”

That was the end of my first day of senior year. I arrive home just after the sky has changed from an orange pink to a darkening indigo waving goodbye to Ivory as I unlocked my front door. As always I say, “I’m home,” but it’s only a formality. He never replies back. The only noises are the kitchen faucet dripping every few seconds and muffled scratching. I lay my jacket on one of the chairs and put my keys on the hook. When I reach my door, it reveals a small blue-eyed Scottish fold with a shrill mew.

Anna's soft fur brushes against my leg, then she turns after looking at me one more time and heads off towards the bed, continuously meowing at me. She sits on the lavender comforter staring and licking her paws while I fill her food and clean the litter pan. She eats loudly, getting food on her face and purring simultaneously. I’m tired, but I’m also hungry; I get some leftover pasta from the fridge, making sure the door is locked and walk past the other occupied room into mine.