Matt's pov.
Chapter 1- New
Author's note: this iz my first fanfic and it is probably sucky but plaza be nice=) thxs
"Whose the freak?!"
"I don't know but it'll be fun to watch the bullies beat him up!"
"What a freak!"
That's what I heard as I walked down the halls at Wammy's House. Wammy's is an orphanage for talented kids. My parents were both killed in a car wreck and I was supposedly really smart. Smart enough to go to Wammy's, oh joy! Not! I've only been here for like three minutes and already I absolutely hate it! Well, I might as well tell you who I am and what I look like before we continue. I'm Matt. I'm 11 and an orphan. I have bright crimson red hair, I like to wear long-sleeved striped shirts (and sometimes a fuzzy vest:P), combat boots, jeans, and orange-tinted goggles. So yes, I guess I am freaky looking. Anyway back to the story.
So I walked down the hallway with Roger, the headmaster of the orphanage, to go to his office to get my room number, class schedule, etc. "Matt?" Roger questioned. "Yeah" I answered back. "You're going to be sharing a room with Mello," he said. Hopefully his name would match his personality. Boy, I was wrong because as soon as I thought that Roger wrote something on a piece of paper and handed it to me. "This is the nurse's number just in case you get in trouble with Mello," he said. "Th-thanks I guess," I stuttered back before heading to the dreaded room that I would be sharing with "Mello". Room number 42, well here goes nothing. I knocked softly on the door and was answered with a, "What do you freakin' want?!" on Mello's part. "Uh..I..um..am your new roommate….. Matt," I stuttered. Just then the mysterious Mello opened the door… I think….. 'cuz this guy kinda looked like a had shoulder length blond hair and had on a whole bunch of leather on, with a chocolate bar in his hand. "Are you…uh…Mello?'' I said. "That's me, jeez! what the heck are you wearing' freak?!" he practically yelled at me.
What a nice welcoming, don't you think so? I mean what's wrong with 'Hi Matt I'm Mello nice to meet you?' I mean seriously! "Clothes obviously," I said. He just kinda snarled at me and then shoved me inside and practically yelled at me about where to keep my stuff. "This bed is mine, don't touch anything that belongs to me or you'll pay, and that is your bed," he said pointing to the vacant bed in the corner, near a window. "Also, if you live here you gotta get up and go to classes and stuff when I tell you to get up. We can't have any slackers here, understand freak?" he asked. I just nodded. "Good now you can get all set up and whatnot," he told me. Once again I just nodded. I had just finished setting up my MacBook, that I snuck in, when a bell went off. "Dinner," said Mello, getting up. I nodded and followed him out, making sure to bring my GameBoy with me. That's another thing about me, I'm a gamer, hacker, and all around computer expert.
When we made it to the cafeteria Mello just kinda left me and went to another table. I don't blame him, I mean who would want to be seen with a freak like me? I quickly ate my supper, and pulled out one of my addictions, suckers! I absolutely love suckers (lollipops). I don't know why, but I do. I sucked on my sucker and was playing Mario on my GameBoy when I was popped on the head by something. Turns out, it was a freakin' stick. I looked up to see a group of people surrounding me. There were four of them, three girls and one boy.