Alan's POV

Chapter 1

I walked into the school all alone with only my backpack with me. I walked into the main office and was ignored by the few other students in there. I walked up to the secretary.

"Excuse me." I said politely.

"Yes?" she asked annoyed.

"Hi I'm Alan Humphries. I'm the new student." I replied.

"Oh okay." She said. "Here's your schedule," She handed me a paper with my classes on it. "And a map." She handed that to me as well.

"Thank you." I said before walking into the hallway as the bell rang releasing the students from their first class. I walked a little towards the gym before I was knocked down on my butt.

"Oh sorry dude." A young man with blond and black hair said.

"It's okay." I said. "I'm fine." The boy got up. Out of the corner of my eye I saw a girl walk up with a people surrounding her.

"Who's she?" I asked nodding toward the red head.

"That's Grell Sutcliff and his posse." The boy said.

"That's a boy!" I almost shouted. He nodded at me. Then I the most beautiful man in my eyes ever. He had blond hair with the other side braided and black. Grell whistled and he came to the front.

"I'm Ronald Knox by the way." The boy that knocked me over said.

"I'm Alan Humphries." I replied. Then Ronald was pushed out of the way by the good looking guy.

"Sorry Ronald." He quickly said. Then he helped me up and dragged me over to Grell.

"Here he is your Highness." He said.

"Thank you Eric dear." Grell said touching the guys face. My heart sunk with the thought that they might be dating. "Hello Dearie." Grell said to me. "I am Grell Sutcliff."

"Alan Humphries." I said holding my hand out to Grell. He looked at my hand in disgust and I put it back at my side.

"Hey go away Sutcliff." Ronald shouted walking up and dragging me away. I stumbled a little at first but quickly regained my balance.

"Where are we going?" I asked.

"Where's your next class." Ronald asked.

"Gym." I answered.

"Me too." Ronald said. He led me to the gym and I went in and sat on the bleachers and Ronald changed.

"Helllooooo." A creepy voice said. I jumped and turned in my seat. "You must be Alan Humphries." He continued. I nodded. "I'm Undertaker, your gym teacher."

"H-hi" I stammered.

"Hi Undertaker." Ronald said running up and joining us on the bleachers. He sat next to me.

"Hello Ronald." Undertaker said before walking away.

"Eh he's cooler than his name lets on." Ronald said.

"Huh?" I asked stupidly.

"Undertaker," Ronald said. "He's a fun teacher."

"Okay." I said. Ronald nodded. We sat there until class started.

"Okay class. Today we will be playing kickball outside." Undertaker said. Cheers erupted from my new class mates. I looked over at Ronald he was pumped. We all went outside and played our game. Next class was science. I stopped right outside the door. Ronald looked back at me.

"Yo Alan what's wrong?" he asked.

"I can't enter that class room." I answered seriously. "It's against my beliefs." Ronald laughed.

"Wait you're serious?" he asked. I walked away from the class room. "Alan come back you can't skip!"

"I'm not." I said turning to face my new best friend. "I'm going to guidance to get my schedule changed." I walked all the way to the guidance office. I walked into Mr. Faustus's office. With only walking in I already hated this guy. And I don't know why.

"Hello Mr. Humphries," he said in a creepy voice. Not as creepy and Undertaker's but Undertaker's is more stand able. "How may I help you?"

"I can't take science." I simply said.

"Why's that?"

"It's against my promise." I answered. "My father died as a scientist in a lab and from that day on I swore to myself I would never set foot in a room with science ever again."

"Hmm Well I'll set you in a study hall then." Mr. Faustus said.

"Thank you." I said walking out of the crazy man's office. Then I walked to the library and sat at a table. I looked up to see one of Grell's other posse members. He had black hair slicked back professionally. He looked up at me and I quickly shoved my face in my book.

"You're that new kid. That Grell's obsessed over." He said to me.

"Hi." I said weakly to him. "I'm Alan –"

"I know who you are." He said cutting me off. "I'm also student body president." He said walking over to me. "William T. Spears." I nodded unsure of what to do. He eventually walked away back to his table and I went to find me a book. I found ways to preoccupy myself the entire period so that William and I didn't get a chance to talk again. The period was almost done with five minutes left when I saw Grell running down the hall. I quickly pulled back so he didn't see me.

"WILL~!" he called to William. I peeked out to see them talking to each other. William then pointed to where I was and I hid back again. I head Grell's high heels walk towards me. I went further into the books.

"Oh Alan I do enjoy this game we're playing!" he shouted. I heard the librarian shush him. Then I spotted from my place in the bookshelves, Ronald walking in. He walked over and asked William probably where I was. Then he picked up my books and started walking towards me. The bell finally rang and I jumped out of my spot and grabbed Ronald's arm and we got out of the library as fast as we possibly could.

"Do you have English next?" Ronald asked. I nodded. "Then follow me." He then led me to a class room with pictures from Hamlet and Romeo and Juliet and all the Shakespearean plays on the walls.

"Good afternoon boys." The teacher said. He had pitch black hair and, I swear, red eyes.

"Hi Mr. Michaelis." Ronald said. "How are you?"

"I'm fine you?" Mr. Michaelis asked.

"I'm good." Ronald said. "This is Alan Humphries, you're new student."

"Hello Mr. Humphries." Mr. Michaelis said politely. "Here's your book. It's The Comedy of Error." I laughed.

"That sounds good." I said. Ronald and I sat together.

"Bassy!" I heard Grell shout as he ran into the room with Eric close behind. Grell jumped on Mr. Michaelis as Eric sat next to me. Mr. Michaelis scolded Grell for hugging him and Grell sulkily sat next to Eric.

"Hi Alan!" he said to me waving and regaining his happiness seeing as I, the obsession, was in his class.

"Leave him alone Sutcliff." Ronald snapped.

"Shut up Knox!" Grell shouted. "You don't even belong in here!"

"Neither do you!" Ronald shouted back.

"Why?" I asked.

"Boys enough." Mr. Michaelis snapped. Grell and Ronald stopped arguing. I'm ahead in some classes because I'm in 10th grade but I'm in a lot of 11th grade classes." Ronald explained. "Grell on the other hand failed. He's in 12th grade."

"Oh okay." I said understanding.