William jumped out of his car as fast as he could. He was late for school on the first day. He walked into the school right as the bell rang.
"Oh Fuck! I'm bloody late on the first day!" He ran through the halls to his first class. He looked inside and the first person he saw was a boy in the corner talking to his friends. He had tall spiked hair and wore a silk dress-shirt and leather pants. William gawked at him. He was staring until he felt a hand slam down on his shoulder. He spun around; ready to beat the shit out of the person who touched him when he noticed it was the principle. Snyder glared at him.
"Don't you have somewhere to be?" he said in a gruff, low voice. William looked around to make sure no one was looking when he answered because he hated being new.
"I think this is my class. I'm not sure." He answered quietly. Snyder grabbed William's schedule and looked at it.
"This is the class. Get in fast and don't be late again." He warned in a less harsh voice. William took his schedule and opened the door. All the students looked at him as he walked in. The first kid he looked at was once again, the boy with spiked hair. He blushed a bit and looked at the floor as he shuffled over to a seat right next to the boy.
The first day of school was always boring. I walked to my first period class and walked into it. My four friends were in the corner with a seat saved. I walked over and got in it.
"Hey Angel. What's going on?" asked an Irish boy.
"Not much Doyle. I almost hit three cars on the way here. I would be dead right now if anything happened to my Mustang." The five of them laughed and continued talking through the bell. All of a sudden the door opened and a bleached haired boy walked through. He wore black jeans and a black muscle tee shirt. He was gorgeous. I looked at him and saw him blush as he walked over and sat in the chair right next to me.
I felt a hand on my shoulder and looked to my left. Doyle leaned over and whispered so only Angel could hear.
"He's a looker for you Ang. Did you see the way he looked at you when he walked in?" I smacked him in the face and listened to the others snicker at Doyle's face. He shook it off easily and gave me a sarcastic hurt look. I turned back around and slightly glanced up at the new kid. He was facing the other way, talking to a girl that looked interested in him. He listened in and heard something unexpected.
"Sorry luv. I'm not really into girls." He turned around and sunk into his seat and played with the metal bar the held the desk together. I smiled and chuckled. I chuckled a bit too loud and he looked back at us. I had a 'deer caught in headlights' look and couldn't talk. Doyle stood up and walked to the other side of the desks and sat on the floor next to the new kid and me.
"My name is Doyle. You are?" he asked as he held his hand out.
"My name is Doyle. You are?" I looked at him as he held his hand out. I hesitated for a second but I grabbed his hand.
"Name's William. I go by Spike though." I said as I let go of his hand.
"Well Spike, this is Xander," he pointed to a boy in the corner and Xander waved. I waved back slightly as he continued introducing the rest of the group. "This is Cordelia, and Wesley." They waved to me but all I cared about was finding out the boys name. "And this is Liam. Or Angel. We call him both depending on his mood." He clapped his hand on Angel's back. I saw him blush as he looked up. I smiled slightly as I shook his hand too, never making eye contact.
"All right class. Settle down now. We have a new student all the way from England. Let's give a warm welcome to William." She clapped a bit and I sunk into my chair in an attempt to hide.
That class was so boring but I lived without talking to Angel much. I walked out of the classroom and headed towards my next when I felt a hand on my shoulder, the only difference about this one was that the person it belonged to had no intent to harm me. I turned around and came face to face with Angel.
"Hey, the guys and I… well we… I mean I… do you want to go to a club we usually go to tonight? It's a really… I mean," he stuttered. I sniggered quietly and looked into his eyes.
"Sure, why not. Where do I meet you?"
"What is your last class?" he asked as he took my schedule. I shrugged.
"Health I think. I don't really know what it is."
"Oh cool, you and I…. well we, we have the same classes pretty much. We both have Math next. We don't have third together but that class is easy. Doyle has it." He said as he handed it back to me.
I looked at the classroom and held the door for Liam and a few girls. 'This would be a great school year' I thought as I walked in and took my seat next to Liam, the hottest boy in school.