(Yay! First BVB story, I love them! Here we go!)

Ceceilia's POV

It was homeroom on a Monday, November I think, and as usual I was asleep on my little screwed up desk all the way in the back of the classroom. First thing I heard that class was a preppy girl scream "He looks just like Cece!",of course, Cece meaning me, the "emo" girl (damn I hate stereotypes!), ugh. I didn't feel like getting up, though now awake, until thoes damn kids starting throwing pens and pencils at me. I was pissed of course 'till I looked up and saw the cutest guy up in front of the class. I thought, I guess he's the new kid Mrs. Sulliman's been talking about And yeah, he did look like me in fashion and style anyway. He had black hair and wore a black t-shirt and skinny jeans, black hair & a hint of eyeliner. Here comes the emo jokes again, I rolled my eyes at him, he smirked and nodded in agreement, almost as if he could read my thoughts. I guess he was thinking the same, cause he was probably used to it by now cause I was. Now basically everyone in class besides the teacher & the two of us "emo kids" (ugh!) were shooting emo & cutter jokes at us. Mrs. Sulliman, our teacher if you didn't get that, was getting pretty pissed and just shouted "Well if they so strongly think that you'll get along with Cece so well then go in the back sit next to her!" I was pretty sure she mumbled an "I hate my job" but i could barely here over the laughter of annoying jocks and preps. He came over and smiled and offered a hand to shake, revealing his cuts on his right arm (and his batman tatoo), and said "I'm guessing you're the famous Cece?" I blushed and shook his hand, revealing my cuts, and said "Ceceilia. Cece's what they call me to piss me off." He laughed and chuckled out, "I kinda gathered that, ha, Celeilia's kinda long. How 'bout Seal or Lilah? Oh, I'm Andy." I smiled and blushed, and I kinda liked the name Lilah. We sat there for the period, discussing our favorite scream bands. When the dreaded bell rang, he got up and said, "That's the most I've talked to someone in a long time. I know that we just met, but do you mind if I get your cell number? It'd be nice to text someone who thinks like I do, ha." He was blushing now and I started to blush too. I handed my phone to him and he put in his number, I sent him a text so he'd have mine. We texted through all our classes, sat with eachother during lunch (though we both didn't eat.) and just talked. Almost at the end of lunch he grabbed my arm and ran his fingers through my scars and cuts. He looked into my eyes and just said "Why?" I forced a fake smile and whispered, "Life sucks." Luckily the bell rang and I said goodbye, though he grabbed my arm again and forced me into a hug. I was blushing, he smelled like peaches, but that's besides the point. He whispered into my ear, "Thanks for a memorable day, Lilah" I laughed and blushed. "I don't think I'll cut tonight.", he whispered. He let go and stared at me, I turned around and headed for the door. I didn't see Andy for the rest of the day.

I had to walk home in the cold that day. I was blushing madly. I whipped out my phone, I mean, I had some close friends. Well, two. Rose is one of them, she's important in my story here. She lives in a different city but we tell eachother everything. We're like eachothers saviors. Anyway, I went through my contacts list when i realized the first entry was "Andy(:" I smiled and sent him a text, saying "Sorry i left you quite abbruptly. I'm not used to having this much happen in one day. Sorry". I went back to my contacts and looked through them. Andy(:, Ashley (I'll talk about him later), my brother Colin, Dad, my brother Kevin, my sister Kris, Mom, Rose. I clicked on Rose's number, called her, and told her everything. I was crying by the time I got home. Andy was absent the next day in school.

I had another good friend, he's more like a brother to me, Ashley. Some days he'd pick me up and take me to his band practices. The day after I had met Andy, Ashley texted me and asked me if I wanted to come to practice and meet the new lead singer. I thought why not? I have nothing better to do. He came and picked me up at about 5:30.