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I woke up to my stupid alarm; I picked it up and threw it across the room where it shattered against the wall. "Shit, now I need another alarm" I mumbled as I groggily pulled my self out of bed tripping over the sheets that had been thrown across the floor while I was sleeping. I stumbled into the bathroom and looked at myself in the mirror; I then grabbed the hair iron and swept it along my black with blue high lighted hair. I quickly brushed my teeth and ran to the closet pulling out a random pair of red skinny jeans and a BVB t-shirt while slipping my cell in my back pocket. I jogged down the steps skipping a few at a time and skidded to a stop at the bottom before I could collide with my mom. "Whoa, calm down Mikey you about gave me a heart attack. Your breakfast is on the table, will you be walking to school or do you want me to drop you off?" I shook my head mumbling "Walk" under my breath, she nodded her head and continued going to my baby sister's room to wake her up. I jogged to the kitchen, stuffing a piece of toast in my mouth and finished tying my purple converse.
As I was opening the door my baby sister Emily made her way into the living room trying to rub the sleep from her eyes. "Hmm? Big Broder, were you gonna weave without sayin bye-bye?" I shook my head and bent down to kiss the top of her head "Have a good day at school, kay sis?" "Okey-doke" she laughed as she answered moms call about what she wanted for breakfast. A smile graced my features as I opened the door and made my way to school. 'I suppose I should tell you about myself now, huh? My names Micheal Green, I'm about 5' 8", I'm skinny but told I'm well built, I have pale skin and blue eyes the same color as the blue in my hair. My dad left when he found out my mom was pregnant with Emily my little sister. My mom takes care of the both of us by herself and she is unbelievably good at it. I'm a boy and often called 'emo' because of the way I dress. I'm also constantly picked on for being gay, even though it's none of their business what my sexual preference is.'
"Yo, fag were you listening?" I spun in surprise looking behind me to find none other than Jake Parker, my personal bully. Ok, so he bullies other people too but I feel like he targets me more than he does everyone else. "I'm sorry I wasn't paying attention. Will you please repeat what you said earlier?" I asked, he grunted at me and replied "I SAID did you borrow your sister's pants again?" I looked at him bizarrely and said "Oh, no these are my pants. Why?" I asked 'I know your thinking "wow, he's taking this pretty calm" Wrong! I feel like a pack of jello right now.' "Whatever" he growled as he walked by me roughly banging our shoulders so I would fall. I ungracefully fell on my ass while they just walked on laughing about whatever the hell basketball players talk about. "Asshole" I mumbled as I stood up and brushed my pants off. I turned a corner and my school came into sight, kids were texting and skateboarding, some couples were making out while others were feeling each other up. I grimaced at how these people could do something so intimate in public.
I walked through the double doors of the school and jogged to my locker, so I wouldn't be late for class. As I was retrieving my books from my lockers I caught sight off Blake my best friend walking towards me, "Hey, dude" he practically yelled as he gave me a man hug. We just stood there talking to each other when out of the corner of my eye I saw a flash of yellow and brown and was that pink I saw? I looked to my right and froze; standing at the entrance to the school was an angel. He had brown hair with blonde streaks and the tip of his hair was hot pink, he had brown eyes and tan skin, he was at least 6' 2", and was muscular but not too much so. He was wearing black skinny jeans and a black short sleeve v-neck shirt with a white choker that had a silver skull on it around his neck. He was wearing white converse with neon green shoe laces, I began breathing rapidly and my heart rate picked up. I could feel my body growing hotter each second as a blush creeped it's way up my neck. "This man is going to be the death of me" I breathed.