Jonathan's restless slumber was interrupted by the sound of his phone blasting in his ear. 'I should really stop sleeping with my phone right next to my fucking ear' he thought. Jonathan groaned. It was Tuesday, but not just any Tuesday, it was a Red day. Red days meant he would have to exercise surrounded by more people that he hated than the few he liked for an hour and a half and than attend classes that gave him an un-fightable urge will to fall into a 10 year slumber. But after every red day, was a silver day. Silver days were what made him wake up in the morning and what got him through red days, knowing that a silver day was right around the corner. Well, it wasn't really the fact that it wasn't a red day, it was the fact he could be in the one place he felt happy, his Ceramics class. Jonathan could confidentially say that Ceramics saved his life; it was truly the reason he was even laying in his bed breathing and not in a wooden coffin 6 feet under the ground. Before high school, Jonathan was always told he was good with his hands, and Jonathan knew it too. He loved molding things, shaping things, building things, being creative and having his ideas come too life without having to put it on paper. Jonathan was no artist, he couldn't draw a cat if you asked him to, but oh did he love Ceramics. Sure, he wasn't the best at it, but that didn't matter at all to him. Jonathan's ceramics teacher, Ms. Carroll was just fucking amazing. She was extremely chill, but she cared a lot about people's pieces. She was sincere and welcoming. She was the first Teacher in Jonathan's life to ask if he was okay with any concern what's so ever. Nonetheless, Jonathan loved the environment of ceramics, it was quite and peaceful, Jonathan loved listening to the soft music flowing in his ears. He didn't have to think about life, he was in his own little bubble. It was the few moments where he didn't feel pain. Besides that, Jonathan couldn't care less about any of the other classes, but he didn't feel pain. Ceramics was like the Advil of depression.

Jonathan's door slammed open, his brother walked in; bringing the cold air with him.

"Hey are you up?" Erin asked, as he did every morning. It was a stupid question, but he always asked it, nonetheless.

"Yeah, but I would have been up either way with your stinky ass waking me up while simultaneously causing me to lose my sense of smell." Jonathan snapped back, with no bite to his voice. That was just the way Erin and him worked, they always insulted each other, but they never meant it.

"Oh yeah I was just about to ask you if I smelt bad. I should shower shouldn't I?" Jonathan nodded. Erin was left the room to go and shower off the stench, and Jonathan threw his covers away from him and planted his feet on the cold floor. His phone read '7:14'. Jonathan walked down to the kitchen, making himself a bowl of cereal, plus some orange juice and ate in silence. By the time he was back in his room, Erin was out of shower naked with just a towel around his waist, rummaging through Jonathan's closet, looking for something to wear.

"Seriously! Erin you seriously gotta start wearing your own shit." Jonathan half-yelled with his arms up it the air in disapproval.

"I will once you stop taking my underwear." Erin snared back. Jonathan walked past him with his hand swatting at him as he walked towards his bathroom. Erin appeared behind him, with Jonathan's sky blue shirt on accompanied with a pair of jeans.

"Nice shirt." Jonathon remarked while squeezing his toothpaste onto his bright blue and white toothbrush.

"Thanks, I got it from this real piece of shit guy I know."

"Ha. Ha." Jonathon laughed sarcastically.

Erin grabbed the spare toothbrush and started brushing his teeth. Even thought he had his own bathroom, he always got ready in Jonathan's. It was kind of a routine, and besides, he enjoyed spending time with his brother. Once Jonathan was done brushing his teeth, he grabbed his medicine container and emptied out the box labeled 'Tues AM'. The 2 pills felt almost non-existent in his hands; he threw them in his mouth, and swallowed them down quickly.

"Don't forget to take your meds." Jonathan reminded Erin, walking to his closet, taking out a navy blue t-shirt and jeans, while grabbing his grey hoodie. He laced on his sneakers and grabbed his backpack.

"Erin come on lets go, it's almost 7:40."

"Aight just give me a sec" Erin disappeared for 10 seconds before standing in Jonathan's doorway with his backpack on his back and his keys wrapped around his finger. Erin motioned Jonathan to follow and they went outside, and walked towards Erin's minivan. Not exactly the most manly car of all time, but it was their Mom's and older sister's old car and it worked. Jonathan got into the passenger seat and plugged in his phone into the aux cord and played their playlist, 'car jams'. The first 5 seconds went by, and Erin ordered Jonathan to go to the next song, all with a simple "No." 10 skips later and Erin was satisfied. Jonathan started singing along to the drums and Erin joined him, and when words appeared they sang along.

A/N if you want you can play 'Razorblade' by The Strokes, but you don't have to if you don't want to, the song doesn't really have any meaning or relation to the story, its just a song that me and my sister sing together in the car all the time.

"OH RAZORBLADE, THAT'S I CALL LOVE

I BET YOU'D PICK IT AND MESS AROUND WITH IT IF I PUT IT DOWN

IT GETS EXTREMLY COMPLICATED

ANYTHING TO FORGET EVERYTHING." Jonathan and Erin sang/screamed, with huge grins on their faces, pretending to hold a microphone. When they were in front of Craig's house, they stopped the car in the middle of the road, signaling for Craig and Tyler to get in. Every day Craig and Tyler hitched a ride with Jonathan and Erin to school to avoid riding the bus at 6 in the fucking morning. When Craig and Tyler jumped in their ears were greeted with the sound of 2 teenagers screaming the lyrics to their favorite song.

"Hey Craig, Hey Tyler." Jonathan greeted them.

"Hey." They both responded.

-Jump Cut to Jonathan walking towards 1st period, alone.-

Jonathan opened the heavy gym doors, and the first thing that he saw was Craig, Tyler, and Luke chatting amongst themselves. Jonathan waved and walked towards them.

"JONATHAN!" Luke greeted Jonathan pulling him into a bear hug.

"Hey Luke." Jonathan said with a huge grin on his face. Tyler rolled his eyes.

"Will you two get married already?! Jesus fucking Christ." Making Jonathan and Luke give Tyler annoyed looks.

"Incest is illegal last time I checked Tyler, so no." Jonathan joked back. Getting a laugh from the group. The group chatted amongst themselves, slowly growing bigger as Lui, Dathi, and Marcel joined the group. A loud whistle interrupted their small talk.

"ALRIGHT LISTEN. As you know, our new unit is Swimming, so change into your swimsuit, and hurry up. We're going to need more time because this is a new unit." Mr. Edwards told the class, a couple of groans followed after his announcement.

-Jump cut to the class at the Pool standing around Mr. Edwards-

"Alright, so this unit is going to mostly be focused on relay races, and NO you can't choose your group, I don't want another kid to bust his head open fooling around with their friends." Mr. Edwards voiced bounced on the walls of the indoor pool.

Jonathan anxiously waited for his name to be called; the last thing he wanted was to be on a team with a bunch of assholes.

"TEAM 4- Holly, Elizabeth, Evan, and Jonathan. You guys are at Lane 4 down there." Jonathan sighed. Sure, he wasn't with anyone he knew, but at least he wasn't with people he hated. Jonathan was the first at his Lane and glanced at the people walking towards him. Holy shit. Jonathan thought as he saw a guy with rock hard abs and tan skin walking towards him. How does a fucking 15 year old get that fucking ripped? Jonathan thought.The Tall Asian man walked towards him and asked if this was lane 4, Jonathan nodded.

"I'm Evan, and I'm assuming you're Jonathan?" He asked.

"Yeah, that's me." Jonathan confirmed. Evan was quite attractive. He was tall, has tan skin and a jawline that could cut steel. His jet-black hair was in a faux hawk and he had deep brown eyes.

"I'm hoping to god you can swim, because I practically grew up on ice." Evan joked, attempting to start a conversation.

"I swam a little bit when I was a kid, but other than that, I'm as hopeless as the rest of us." Jonathan joked. "Aren't you new here? I've only seen you here this year, and Greensborrow is pretty small, and I know I wouldn't of missed you."

"Yeah, I actually moved here from Canada this summer." Evan responded.

"Really? I would of thought you to be more of a Cali type of dude."

"What makes you say that?" Evan raised an eyebrow. 'Because you're really fucking hot' Jonathan thought.

"I don't know, you give off a Cali vibe, but maybe I'm crazy." Jonathan laughed.

Holly and Elizabeth joined their team and vaguely introduced themselves before turning away and talking to each other.

"Well, I guess it's just you and me." Jonathan motioned to the closed off girls, talking amongst themselves.

"You know if they were any closer you would think they were lesbians." Evan whispered in his ear. Jonathan let out his signature laugh. Few heads turned, but looked away as quickly as they came. Jonathan looked over and saw Evan with a mix of amazement and amusement on his face.

"What?" Jonathan asked, defensively.

"Nothing, it's just your laugh, it's very.. uh"

"Maniacal?" Jonathan asked.

"Exactly! But seriously I've never heard a laugh like that." Evan grinned.

"Is that a good thing or a bad thing?"

Evan opened his mouth to answer but was interrupted with Mr. Edward blowing his whistle to get the attention of the others.

"Alright! So now that everyone is in their teams, its time for a warm up. Every one do freestyle to the other side and I'll meet you there and I'll give you a brief lesson on swim dives. Now go!" a whistle blew and the sound of kids going in the water boomed in the room.

"Race you." Evan smirked.

"Oh you're on!" Jonathan grinned.

- Jump cut to after Gym and them changing out-

Jonathan was actually quite happy. He didn't really know why but he had a feeling it was because of Evan. He had never really clicked with some that quickly; with the exception of Luke. After he changed out He felt a warm body move next to him as he was walking out.

"Hey Jonathan." The body called out. Jonathan turned and saw it was the Asian that was already on his mind.
"Hey."

"So what's your next class?"
"Biology. Smith. Aka the reincarnation of Adolf fucking Hitler."

Evan's silky smooth laugh was music too Jonathan's ears. He soaked it up as it was the last thing he'd hear, and quite frankly He was contempt with the idea of that.

"I have Geometry with Stevens. You know, I feel like I've seen you before in one of my classes I just can't remember which one."

"Really? I thought I was the only one. Uhh what are your classes?"

"Um Gym, obviously, Math, Bio, History on red days. And Ceramics, Math, English, and Spanish."

"Which period?"

"2nd."
"So that's where I've seen you! I knew I've seen you before."
"Really? I haven't seen you there."

"I kinda live in my own world in that class, I kinda just soak in the serenity of the peace and well, how chill that class is. As weird as that sounds."

"I don't think it's weird, in fact I feel the same way. I just put all my focus into the clay, it just really calming… and satisfying? I can't explain it, but it's safe to say I really fucking love that class."

"I know exactly what you're talking about." 'God could Evan be more perfect? It's like we're the same fucking person.' Jonathan thought to himself while taking in the grin forming on Evan's chiseled face

"Well, would you mind if I joined your world in ceramics?"

Jonathan could feel the blush rising, luckily his class what just around the corner.

"I don't know.. my world is pretty special, and it comes at a cost." Jonathan said sarcastically, trying to hold back the grin forming on his face, and he was failing miserably.

"Please! I'll do anything!" Evan fake-pleaded."

Jonathan left out a dramatic sigh and pretended to be in deep thought. Stroking an imaginary beard.

"Hmm.. If you get me ice cream at lunch today I GUESS I'll let you." Jonathan said with huge Grin on his face.

"Deal." Evan had the biggest smile slapped on his face, and it was a little pink; but Jonathan took no notice.

"It's a date. I'll see you at lunch. Bye Evan!" Jonathan waved at Evan with a grin so big it looks as if it will extend past is face.

"Bye Jonathan." Evan waved. Jonathan couldn't help but take notice to the way he said his name, it was gentler than his normal tone, almost flirtatious. Jonathan really liked Evan, even though he had only known him for less than 2 hours, but god was he amazing. Jonathan couldn't help but think of him for the rest of the day. 'Maybe I have a new reason to wake up.' Jonathan thought, his face getting warm at the thought of the man engraved in his brain.