Inicial Notes

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Sincerely, H.S. Fuda.

POV Nico.

You know that person you hate instantly. The person you don't hit it off with. You cannot stand looking at this person face and the fact that you have to see this human being every day is unbearable.

For me, this is Will Solace. He is, for a reason unknown to me, "popular", at my school where I attend. All because he is the Vice Captain of the basketball team and by some miracle his grades are good. Athlete privileges? Maybe. And also because, and I hate to admit it, but he, well, you can say he has the potential to be a model if he wanted to.

But the point is that he is no more than an arrogant, ignorant, player and not very smart athlete, but for some reason the boys want to be him and the girls and some boys want to be with him. Why? Obviously for his huge amount of "popularity".

And I would be considered the Nerd, the one who has the highest marks of the school, the one who acts according to the rules, the one who wears glasses, as if having a bad vision was a requirement for being intelligent, which it is not.

Nevertheless "Nerd" is the label given to me by my peers because I care more about my grades then they do.

They don't know that almost my whole wardrobe is made up of black clothing and that my uniform are the most colorful pieces of clothing I own and that's saying a lot since my uniform is white and gray.

They don't know that I'm bisexual and I've dated a girl named Sarah and a boy named James, they don't know that I probably lost my virginity before any of them, when I was 14, and chose to have sex with my cousin Sophia.

However, they don't know any of that, they see what they want to see, and they want to see me under the label of Nerd, more specifically the nerd that Will Solace hasn't left alone since elementary school. This "kid" has annoyed me for eleven years straight!

Like I said, Will is an arrogant, ignorant idiotic athlete, and on top of all that, he's also not very smart, either.

Anyway, enough thinking about idiot Solace, let's focus on what's happening next, two weeks from now my family and I are going to Hawaii to spend the summer vacation, since my parents booked a hotel there and want to enjoy spending a few days relaxing on the beach.

At least that's what I was told as a way to convince me to go too, but in reality this is a second honeymoon for them and I'll be forced to go out with the couple in love during the whole trip, which is not going to be any fun.

And one more thing, I hate sand, I hate the texture, I hate the way it sneaks everywhere in the human body and I hate saltwater from the sea, I hate to swim, I know, I'm a person who hates various things, don't judge me!

Now, or rather, two weeks from now, I'm going to have to spend part of my summer on a beach, with a passionate couple which love public displays of affection, and all of that time I will be wallowing in my own misery.

All of that because my sister is only going to join us after some matters related to school get resolved, or at least that's the excuse she gave our parents, the lucky bitch.

But right now, I should focus on homework, not on arrogant idiots and not-so-fun vacations.

The door to my room opens suddenly, and my dear sister Hazel enters without asking permission, by the way, and throws herself on my bed:

"So what's up, little brother?" She asks without looking at me as she flips the page of the comic book in her hand.

"Don't call me little brother." I complain without taking my eyes off my homework.

"But you're my little brother." She says in a childish voice, coming up behind me and ruffling my hair, with a hug.

"Hazel. Stop." I say sulking.

She walks away, but not before giving me an unwanted kiss on my cheek:

"Ugh!" I say, causing Hazel to laugh.

She goes back to the bed, but this time she sits facing me:

"Are you okay? I mean after what happened yesterday?" She asks.

Yesterday, as always, Will Solace was being an idiot, but there's nothing new about it:

"Why would not I be okay?" I ask.

Hazel sighs her expression becomes serious:

"Look, I know that Will is an idiot. And I know his infatuation with you is annoying, scratch that, very annoying!"

"Hazel. What are you trying to say?"

"It's only a year before you get rid of him. So hold on tight."

"Don't worry. I know how to take care of myself."

"I know you do, but I still worry a little."

"You don't have to worry. Will never did anything too extreme."

"I know, but still ... I want you to know that you can count on me. Always."

I turn to Hazel, facing her, she looks in my eyes, I take her hands:

"I know Hazel. The same goes for you."

She nods her head.

"Good. I'll let you finish your homework. Love you." She says.

"Love you too."

She stands up, kisses the top of my head and walks out the door.

I like to study. I am naturally curious and love to discover things that I didn't know before and to understand how they work.

But that doesn't mean I like school, not because the school I attend is bad or anything, but because I have to put up with the ridiculous pranks of the arrogant idiot that drives me nuts. For that I'd like to change schools, but I refuse to let him win by thinking I'm running away from him. I never run.

"What about Nikito?" The idiot asks, provoking me, as he walks past me heading for his own desk right behind me.

Why I have so many classes with him, it's a question I always wanted to ask the school board.

I cast a deadly look at him and go back to look at the front. It's not like it's worth looking at him, I mean, I suppose his face is symmetrical and the size of his head is proportional to his body and he's tall and have those incredibly lean muscles, his hair is not bad either, is blond and slightly wavy and his eyes... God! His eyes! And his smile too, his teeth are white and super straight... Enough, Nico ! So he's beautiful. Big Deal!

I feel a crumpled ball of paper reach the back of my head and immediately I know who threw it, I take a deep breath and choose to ignore the idiot and concentrate on the lesson:

"Don't be so cold, little ghost." He says, as he tosses a crumpled sheet of paper into the back of my neck, using the ridiculous nickname he made up for me just because of my pale skin.

I hate him. This idiot! Is it too much to ask a person with that appearance to have a brain?! Or a good personality?! Is it?!

He keeps making little jokes throughout the class, he keeps making little pranks throughout the class he splits his time between poking me, throwing that damn paper ball at me and pulling my hair whenever the teacher isn't looking. Honestly, what's the mental age of this guy?

He can hide from the teacher as he is sitting behind me and the paper balls hit my neck and fall back into his desk.

Towards the end of the class I lose my patience and turn when he is about to throw the crumpled paper ball at me again.

I hold his hand to stop his movement:

"Can you please take a break and stop it?!" I shout and then the whole class is watching, damn it!

Will looks surprised for a moment, but then a sarcastic smile opens on his face followed by an expression of feigned innocence:

"I'm not doing anything."

I pick up the paper ball from his hand:

"And what would you do with this?!" I ask in exasperation.

Will shrugs, still with a false expression of innocence on his face:

"Throw it in the trash, of course."

As we spoke the other students turned their heads from side to side as if they were watching a game of ping-pong to follow or conversation.

I take a deep breath and ask with a calm as false as the look of innocence on Will's face as my anger is boiling:

"And since when did I turn into a garbage can?" I ask angrily.

Will leans toward me, getting very close, looking at me intensely and I refuse to step away:

"Since always. Nerd." He says loudly enough for me to hear, but low enough that the other students wouldn't listen.

We continue to face each other with anger, the tension between us increasing as we continue to face each other:

"William and Nicholas. To the principal's office. Now." Says the teacher.

The sound of her voice makes me withdraw, realizing now that I too had leaned toward Will, I turned to the teacher:

"But I..." I try to defend myself, but I'm interrupted.

"No 'but'. Principal's office. Now!" She orders, pointing to the door.

Will and I exchanged an angry look and stood up in silence not wanting to make our situation any worse. As soon as I leave the class I don't wait for Will and make my way straight to the principal's office, I'm barely aware of the sound of the door of the class room closing and the steps of Will behind me:

"I cannot believe this." I say to myself as I walk, not believing that we were actually going to the principal's office. Again! When I finally thought it would not happen again, it happens again.

We had not been sent to the Principal's office for a month. A new record.

I'm in the last year of high school and I'm being sent to the Principal's office by ... I do not know how many times we've been there and all because of this idiot:

"You sent us to the Principal's office." Will says accusing me.

He sounds nervous and hits his feet hard on the ground as he walks behind me. As he speaks I turn backwards facing him, causing him to stop walking abruptly, he takes a step back, surprised by my sudden movement, I put my index finger on his chest as I look into his eyes trying to convey all my irritation with the situation:

"It's your fault." I say poking at the chest with my index finger to every phrase I speak "Don't even think about turning this against me. This is your entire fault. Entirely yours and of your ridiculous behavior." I say and go back to walk to the board, this time faster since I am even more angry.

"If you had not been so nervous..." Will begins to say, sounding annoyed.

"Oh My God! He's still talking. Somebody shut the fucking five-year-old up, please!" I think.

"And if you were not the biggest idiot I've ever met." I interrupt him.

"I'm not an idiot."

"Yes you are."

We continue arguing and exchanging insults until we get to the Principal's office where Principal Lisa seems very annoyed - probably because she has to deal with two teenagers in their junior year - who must have been informed of our arrival.

She takes a deep breath before leaning forward resting her elbows on her table with the fingers of her hands entwined:

"Boys. It's been a while since I've seen you here. I thought both of you have learned your lesson after the last punishment, but apparently not." She says, sounding disappointed

"It was a misunderstanding. A silly joke." Will is quick to explain himself.

"Idiot." I murmur just so Will can hear, but Principal Lisa looks at me with an arched eyebrow, which means she heard. "Prank ... Idiot prank. That's what I meant." I complete trying to get around the situation.

Principal Lisa shook her head in exasperation, then leaned back in her chair again:

"I will not hand you the punishment now. I'll deliver it after summer vacation. You'd better get ready. Now go back to class."

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