Teen Love
A tale of two teenagers, as they discover their love for each other. Rythian, a teenage ender mage, fell for Zoey, a mushroom enthusiast and vegetarian, the moment she had arrived at his school. They both attended 'Jaffa High' a school for students who excelled. We begin in Rythian's apartment; he had moved out of his parent's house when he was 16. He shared his apartment, with a strange guy named 'Teep', or at least that was what he called him. He didn't know Teep's real name.
"It was already 8:00am, Rythina was going to be late for school if he slept any longer. With a displeased groan, he hauled his body out of his black metal bed, took a rushed shower, and threw some clothes on that probably needed to go in the wash. Jaffa High didn't have a uniform, so that was one good thing about it. He pulled on a pair of black denim jeans, shoved a grey T-Shirt over his head and slipped on his black and purple trainers that were caked in mud.
Blank-minded and eyes half closed, Rythian plodded into the kitchen to grab some breakfast; not noticing Teep (or 'Tee' as he called him) sitting at the table fiddling with his bow. It was his signature thing, after all, the band he was in was called 'The Rockin' Rangers'. One other thing about Tee, was that he constantly wore a dinosaur onesie. He had never seen him take it off.
'Lucky.' A thought crept into Rythian's mind. 'He doesn't have to go school; Yet he still gets up before me. I wonder why?'
"You know, you'll have to take that off and wash it at some point." The mage pointed out.
Tee simply shook his head, refusing. Tee's band was famous, and loud for that matter, so he saved his voice for late gigs and practises. Nobody really questioned it though, so that was one thing for Tee to be happy about. Rythian shoved a slightly burnt piece of toast in his mouth, devouring it in one go. He dashed to the living room, grabbed his black satchel and on his way to grab a snack from the cupboard, checked everything he needed for the day was there. He checked in his head, as his mouth was still full of toast.
'Books; check. Timetable; check. Pencil case; check. Money for lunch; check. PE kit; check. Good, everythings here.'
He took his white coat with purple trim off its hook on the back of the door, as it was slightly dizzling outside, and he hated the rain. With a passion. Rythian was almost about to run out the door to his motorbike when he realised he was missing something important. His precious scarf. He wouldn't leave home without it, it covered his scars. It was a deep purple, and when worn reached down to the back if his knees. He didn't wear it around the house because Tee already knew, and he wouldn't tell anyone. Those who heard Tee's normal voice (as in, not him screaming or singing) were considered highly privleged. But he didn't care much for Tee not talking, it became a normal thing. Sometimes it was nice to have someone who would simply listen.
After carefully tieing the scarf around the bottom of his face, he flew (well, half actually flew and half ran.) down the spiraling staircase to his motorbike in the shared garage. It was a sporty little thing that had body paint of black and purple (as you can tell, Rythian is rather fond of those colours) and a loud, rumbling exhaust. It was a Suzuki GSX-R600 and has a 599cc engine. Rythian loved it like a child.
But having no time to admire his bike, he jumped on board and put the keys in the ignition. By the time he arrived at the high school, it was 8:30am. Good. He had fifteen minutes until classes started. He began to stalk over to his regular spot in the corner with his hands in his pockets, when he noticed a girl with fiery red hair walking through the gates with a nervous expression on her face.
"She must be new, but it looks like everyone is ignoring her." He said to himself. "I guess I should introduce myself, since no one else is bothering to."
As Rythian got closer, he could see her more clearly. She wore a cropped grey vest top, that covering her exposed stomach with neon green netting, and grey shorts that clung to her legs and neon green knee-high socks. Her ruby red hair was slicked back into a ponytail with the bright green highlight in it still loose on one side of her face, and a red mushroom print coat hung around her shoulders with the hood pulled up.
"Hello. Are you new here?" Rythian asked as he approached the girl.
"Oh, H-Hi. Yeah, I just moved here." She replied.
"That's cool. Um- My name's Rythian. What's yours?" He inquired.
"My name's Zoey. Nice to meet you! Oh, and what's with the scarf? It's the middle of summer!" Zoey replied.
"Uh- Don't ask. I have my reasons- can we leave it at that?" He was quick to give a reply.
She looked confused, but got the feeling that he probably wouldn't tell her even if she kept pestering him. The bell rang, signalling the start of classes. The two waited for awhile, to let the bulk of the crowd pass. Rythian let Zoey go in first, holding the door open for her.
"Thanks," She said, walking in and taking her coat off. He followed suit.
"I assume you need the student office right? I can take you there, if you like. This school can be a bit of a maze sometimes." He offered, walking down the hall.
"That would be awesome, thank you!" Zoey said with a beaming smile. So they walked together to office, making Rythian horribly late for Form Period. But once he had explained that he was helping out the new girl, his form tutor understood, excusing him for my late appearance.