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^Peter&Neal^
Pain…So much pain…blue eyes fluttered open…
Neal lifted his head, just slightly, ignoring the pain that was shooting through his body, and looked at the clock.5:30. Sighing Neal immediately regretted the action when his lungs screamed in pain. Today's going to be a day from hell. Getting up, was the worst the thing Neal thought he would ever do again, boat loads of pain spiking all through his body. He resisted the urge to scream seeing his dad laying only a couple feet away. Neal willed his body to move even as the bones in his body grinded painfully against each other. He would have to take a shower that was for sure, and then, of course; bandage his wounds, and finally get dressed.
Peter woke up to the sound of the
BEEP…BEEP…BEEP
OF HIS ALARM CLOCK.
Groaning he slammed his hand down on the snooze button, and was just starting to drift off when the bedroom door burst open and in walked his sister, Elizabeth or Elle as most people called her.
"Get up Peter we're going to be late for school, and I refuse to be late because you decided to stay up late last night." Elle said placing her hands on her hips and pouting.
"Fine Elle I'm getting up okay…Now get out." He said throwing the covers off his body and placing his feet on the soft carpet.
Elle smiled brightly and immediately left shutting the door behind her. Peter glanced back at the bed…it looked so warm and inviting but he resisted not wanting to have the wrath of his little sister on him for the rest of the day. Stumbling over to his dresser he pulled out a green button up shirt and khakis. After, getting dressed he grabbed his backpack and ran down stairs. "Okay Elle I'm ready" Peter called through the house, grabbing an apple and walking out of the house.
It didn't take long for Elle to be out of the house and in the white mustang. And they were off to school.
Neal walked out of his and his father's house, and started making the long and most likely painful journey to New York High…It had been 6:30 when Neal had left and it was now 7:15 and he had finally arrived. Walking up the concrete steps, and into the brightly lit school, He quickly made it over to the wall hoping no one would notice him. He made it all the way to his locker, number 52, before he heard it. He turned around trying to find out what all the commotion was about. His eyes widened when they landed on the two teenagers walking through the hallway. It wasn't the girl that caught his attention although she was beautiful. It was the boy he was absolutely stunning, with his dark brown hair, and chocolate brown eyes. He sighed and turned back to his locker he was probably straight anyway. Getting the rest of his books he had just shut his locker when…
"HEY YOU" Neal winced and looked down hoping the bunch of boys that were only standing a couple feet away weren't talking to him.
"Hey you deaf or something we're talking to you" Looking up Neal looked at the slightly pudgy boy with blonde hair and light blue eyes. He was starring…well more like glaring right at him.
Damn…
^Peter&Neal^
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