Fuel to the fire
Not much happens in Matthew William home of Pickering. Beside the uncommon riot and the common theft, it's peaceful. He was an over achieving high school student with good grades and a chance at an excellent future. Every day was the same. Get up. Go to school. Go home with the little routine in between. However today wasn't one of those days.
Class was about to start in first period. It was the middle of second semester and he was ready to start another boring day. He sat down at his desk, first one in his math class, when something or some one poked his shoulder. He turned around to be greeted with a new face. The young man "Can I ask you something?" Matthew nodded "Yes what is it?" The man turned his head a little, staring at the ground. "Do...Do you know when class starts?" His expression looked panicked but he never looked up. He was clearly shy but something was off. Maybe it was the colour of his hair, platinum blonde almost white. Maybe it was his eyes, pinkish red making him seem blind. Maybe it was the fact that when he spoke his mouth never moved. That was definitely it. Matthew finally spoke up "8:00 but how-" Before he could finish his sentence the odd man ran out of the room. Tilting his head staring at the entrance, a noise came from behind making him jump. A tall, blonde hair male with a similar appearance to him, looked at Matthew with confusion "Matt, dude, are you okay? You look like you saw a ghost." Alfred F. Jones. His twin brother (despite the last name, taking it from their father) which Matthew was often confused for, was the star quarter back for the school's American football team. Matthew smiled "I'm not sure but I think I met the new kid" Alfred stared at his twin before grinning "No way! I have to meet this guy!" Matthew shook his head "I don't think you should, he seemed shy" Alfred shrugged before sitting with his friends Im Yong Soo and Mathias Kohler. The second start-of-the-period bell rang and the teacher entered. Despite all the work being assigned, Matthew couldn't get started. He kept thinking about the albino boy.
HOLY SHIT WHAT IS THIS! ANOTHER STORY! AM I CRAZY? Yes. I am. In fact this was on my Ipod, I wrote it outside while my school was filling with gas. No joke. Okay this I has ideas for and "The Outsiders of Berlin" and "Asleep in peace" are still continuing! SO IM JUST SAYIN'. Anyway Ciao~ Baertrium.