Love isn't an abnormal feeling to me, i love lots of things, food, naps, my adoptive father but what i'm trying to get at is that i've never really experienced real love. The kind where just being by someone can comfort you. Im finally in high school and i look around at past friends from middle school who all have already had girlfriends or boyfriends, as i'm the only one who has been single since day one. The saddest part is none of those friends will be accompanying me towards a high school experience, meaning that i will unfortunately have to make new friends. This new high school that i've been enrolled in, only recently opening is a private school, not my first but will hopefully not be too much of a bore.

Its my first day, I feel extremely awkward walking into my first period, as if all eyes are on me as i strut towards the only desk unoccupied. I knew i shouldn't of worn an outfit so middle school-ish, i look like my father dressed me this morning. Finally sitting down at my desk i fix this awful choice of attire, why do i have so much black on i must look like a goth or something. Fixing my blue hair unbeknownst to me the lad next to me was trying to get my attention the whole time while i was too busy being self conscious.

"Hey are ya' deaf or just dumb?" He nagged at me, i turned my head to the left to where he was sitting.

Is this blonde a he though? Thats an odd question i never thought i'd ask myself but what am i supposed to say his garments aren't exactly screaming masculine at all. I can only say he so far because there's no sign of curvature on his chest. Oh god i've been just staring at him all this time like a buffoon with my mouth wide open.

He rolls his eyes about to turn away "I like raves too" i blurt out stupidly

"What?" He questions looking at me again as if i'm the stupidest boy on earth.

"U-um your clothing, i'm sorry it looks like you just came out of a rave" I say trying not to sound unintelligent again.

The light haired boy looks down at his own garb and bursts out laughing "OMG you're totally right, i just threw on whatever i had in my closet" he continues to laugh obnoxiously loud, i try to giggle along to not make this any less awkward than it already is. I look up and down at his outfit once more, a very strange choice for a male to wear shorts so… short. I recollect myself from staring down his long legs to look back into his eyes once his laughing fit dies down. He must've noticed my odd stares however in the midst of his cackling "If ya keep on ogling you might as well take a pic as well cutie" He giggled and winked at me.

"Ha you wish" I joked laughing along with him, blushing slightly out of embarrassment.

The rest of the class period went on like this, us just talking and joking back and forth. His name is Alois, for a boy he's extremely fruity, he loves art, fashion and really strange sounding bands. I hope i can call him soon a friend, odd occurrences like that don't always happen and if i want to survive high school i'm going to need at least one friend. Even if he's an oddball.


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