AN :

NEY : Okay ~ This is another original story , one note , My stories aren't that good in the first place ,

So why would anyone steal them ? I also have proof that they are mine , so steal , it'll be your ass . I am still not aware if I can or cannot post originals on this site , I will do it either way , 'cause , Wha-eva I do what I want.

It Started With The Beattles and Pocky

Normal morning , We were at the boring ass school , as we usually were , it was Thursday .

The boy who I nick-named Skittle looked as he usually did . He had his Spikey - piecy blonde hair shoved under his grey ski cap , his earphones in .

I could hear the song of 'I am the Walrus' through the cheap headset . It was about lunch period ,

The blonde boy barely ate , so he was rarely in the lunch room .

He was sitting in front of my locker next to me , looking over my shoulder , watching me play and curse Layton . He seemed to notice the piece of pocky in my mouth .

"Hey , S'that Pocky ? " he simply asked , I paid little attention and simply muttered an answer

"Give me some , " were the next words uttered by the boy ,

I looked away from my game and spoke in a slightly irritated tone "No , I paid five bucks for this , and this is the last piece , " ,

The blonde pouted and mumbled something that sounded like the word 'Greedy'

The next thing that happened was a bit shocking ,

His hand was next to my thigh and he was right in front of my face , our lips were inches apart . I felt my heart stop for a split second . He bit the pocky off and moved back to his original position , smiling that stupid kindergarten smile of his ,

My cheeks were tinged a deep shade of red , The boy looked at me oddly

"What's wrong Drago ? " , Jesus that boy was oblivious ,

I never thought id use the old stand by of 'saved by the bell' , but I was really glad the bronze bell on the wall started to make its irritating noise , signaling it was time for me to go to math class and Skittle to French .

Giving me an hour away from him ,

We parted to our classes and walked down the opposite ends of the hall ,

When I got to my class I plopped down in my seat and began to think to myself .

"That was fucking weird ' I said somewhat loudly so people heard and started gawking , I glared at them and they soon left . That teacher better hurry up , my head is thinking to much for my liking .

I was usually with skittle , I mean , I had other friends , but I don't really trust them like I do him .

He knows everything about me , he knows my dad ran out , and he knew my full first name , Dragonov ; my mom is a weapons enthusiast okay?

He knew my love of anything perverse , He knew I was Bi , witch wasn't a shocker to anyone ,

As much as I love perverted things , Girls just aren't enough ,

But besides the point , He knew everything about me , and I knew every thing about him.

I didn't like how he made me feel , he's my friend , I'm not supposed to feel like this about my friend ,

If he wasn't my friend I would've already done him and never said another word ,

But he's more important to me .

I kicked my ratty converse up on top of my desk and put my arms under my head , relaxing until the teacher come in ,

My plans were foiled by that damned British bastard Limey ,

Me and skittle hung out with him , mostly because he did some fun stuff , Doesn't make him anything less of an asshole though

He sat in his deck , witch was next to mine , so we were forced to talk ,

"what's up mate ?" his accent sort of annoyed me , it was some kind of , mutt , Irish-Brit thing

The boy was a walking contradiction .

" Nothing " I bluntly replied , never turning my eyes towards him

" Then why's your face red ?' , he said with his touché tone of voice ,

I forgot about my face still being beet red , I covered my face slightly ,

"I-I saw some girl in the hall , she just couldn't get enough , ' I then nervously mocked my normal victory laugh . The British prick knew I was lying , but didn't seem to care ,

"Whatever' we both looked towards the front of the class as the teacher walked in , . I can tell already , this is going to be one long ass day…

A/N , this is kina short by my standards but what ever , Just for further reference I have nothing against brittish people , Limey is just his name

I do not own : The Beatles , Pocky , or Professor Layton .