Creeps&weirdos
Chapter One: Lonely day.
School. Damn school. But you have to go if you don't want to live from other's money and sit in a corner inside a box. It was sad, but true.
It was a rainy day, clouds, grey sky, cold; the weather didn't change in a lot of days and it was almost spring time. Marcus was sitting in the last corner next to the window, well, next to the non-existence window, because it was gone, someone stole it days ago. Marcus was one of the big attractions to everyone, he was a bad guy, and he always got what he wanted, one way or another. He was always respected and feared. And his long silver hair to the shoulders was very popular with the girls. Yes, he had silver hair, and blue-aqua eyes. He also had a great muscular body. Marcus was one of the guys at the school that could make a girl fall on her knees just by shaking his hair or winking.
Thanks to the stolen window, the breeze was hitting Marcus's face and notebooks. All of his property was getting wet and no one had noticed. He gave up on writing what his Spanish teacher was dictating, because when he wrote something, the breeze slipped out the ink. Angry, he closed the notebook and turned his back to the window so the breeze couldn't wet his face more.
Magically, when he turned his back, the first thing he saw was a guy from his class. In the other corner of the classroom, looking outside the window instead of writing, there was Tyler. With his abnormal dark blue hair, hair style mushroom-shaped. It was stupid to say abnormal dark blue hair from Marcus's part, because, well, he had silver hair! Anyway, Tyler was a creep to everyone. He never spoke, he was always alone, and he ignored the others. He just finished his work at school and leaved, then came back the next day to do the same thing. Nobody knew a lot about him. They only knew his name was Tyler and he was a creep and a weirdo with blue freaking hair. He had no friends, he had no social life, and he didn't even try. He was invisible. He was always alone… poor little guy…
"What am I thinking!" –Marcus realized on his mind.
"Why am I… suddenly thinking of him…? Whatever…"- he thought while still staring at Tyler.
SNAP!
"WHAT THE HELL!" -screamed Marcus at the sudden loud noise in front of him. His sexy Spanish teacher had whipped her ruler in his working table.
"! Ya termine de dictar y tú no tienes el cuaderno abierto!*"-She said angry in Spanish. Everyone turned their heads to see what he was going to answer, he was a badass, and he could deal with his teacher.
"It is not like if I could learn something else in this class, what you are teaching us is something I already know perfectly!" –He screamed, everyone (except for Tyler) began to assemble a scandal. "Plus, MY face is getting wet over here with no window…"
"If you think you are better than the rest, then don't come to my class every day, I will justify your miss and then you can come to do ONLY the tests."- She barked with a bad English accent and moving her hips.
"And you are not gonna do anything about the window?"-he smirked.
"Yes, but later…"- she answered walking away.
"That's what they always say"- Marcus laughed as everyone else did. Everyone except for Tyler, again. Marcus was again staring at him. Tyler was scratching his left arm gently; when he stopped he looked to the outside again. –"He acts like a little cat, if he were more social he could even be cute, not creepy…"
"Ohh hell yes! You are thinking about him again! You little boy in love!"
"WHAT THE FUCK!" –He thought as he heard that girly voice on his mind. And what it said was completely absurd! He wasn't thinking of him! Well, he was, but he was not in love with Tyler, he wasn't in love with ANYONE! Maybe he was getting a little interested of him, but, he wasn't the only one, right? RIGHT? It is not like anyone thinks of him sometimes when they see him alone and disconnected like that, it was not just him… It couldn't be just him.
"C'mon! Give him a chance!"
"SHUT UP! Stupid voice…"-
*I already finished dictating and you haven't opened your notebook!
The liberty bell rang and everyone ran away from school to their respective homes, others waited sitting in the front of the school, others in the back, and others in the corners…
Marcus was waiting leaning on a pole in a corner, the same pole as always. He didn't let ANYONE lean on HIS pole in the corner. While trying to find his mom's car, he saw Tyler at his left, not too far from him. He was sitting in a lotus position with his backpack beside him. His head was hanging from his neck looking at the floor. Why he looked so depressed? Sitting in the class room, buying something at the cafeteria, eating, waiting, even when he was insulted, he never showed any emotion, but when school was finished and it was time to go home, he looked depressed. Did he at least have any emotions? Maybe he ignored everything around him, or maybe he just didn't care of anyone around him, maybe… he DID have emotions but, maybe no one could see?
"Yeah! You are doing it again!"
"Doing what!"- He thought as he got angry again with himself, turning his head back to the front.
"You are thinking of him while staring at him again! Isn't that true love?"
"SHUT UP ALREADY!"- He thought as he hit his head with his hand.
"Man, are you ok?"- asked his blonde friend Michael, touching Marcus's shoulder.
"Yeah, I'm fine… I just think I'm… never mind…"-He said blushing a little.
"No, tell me, you just think you are…?"-Michael asked worried about his friend.
Silence. Marcus didn't say anything else. So his friend pat him on his back and leaved walking. When he cleared his mind a little, he turned to his left again. Tyler wasn't there anymore.
"Confused…"- He thought as he felt so alone in the world. His situation right there was confusing. But then he threw the thoughts of Tyler away.
"It is your entire fault…"- he said to the voice in his head, if it was still there floating around.
"My fault? It is you who keeps thinking of him! Plus, I am like… your imagination, dude…"
"Whatever…" –He thought as he detected his mom's car and got inside it.
Just when Marcus arrived home, he jumped to his laptop immediately. He opened his MSN messenger, but he found any of his friends connected yet.
"Whatever, they will get on soon…"-He said to himself.
As he had nothing to do on his laptop, he just closed it and walked to his closet, he picked up a pair of black pants, and a dark red t-shirt. He closed the door of his room so his mom couldn't bother him while changing clothes, not that he minded his mom seeing him naked, but just because everyone deserves privacy. He took his shirt off.
"Yeaahh with that sexy body of yours you can conquer all!"
"Sure, but I don't have to be half naked to conquer a girl… my eyes can do it"-He thought smirking to himself.
"Y'know… I wasn't talking about girls or boys in general, I was saying, that should work if you want to impress Tyler…"
"Impress? He doesn't cares about anyone"-He though as he put on his t-shirt.
"WAAA! So you DON'T deny you want to impress HIM!"
"Get the fuck OFF MY MIND!"-He thought as he changed his pants. He had some large loose boxers, almost like shorts.
"Y'know, you say fuck a lot…"
"That is not true."-
Once changed, Marcus headed to the kitchen to get something to eat, all that thinking made him hungry.
"I thought you disappeared"- his mom laughed. She was cooking some fries and hamburgers.
"Ha, I should"- He answered stealing a fry.
"How is school going?"- She asked flipping the patties.
"Cool."- was his cold answer.
"Al right…"- She said confused, Marcus was never that cold with her. –"If you need something, tell me. I can always help you, or at least try…"-
"Thanks, mom"- he said walking back to his room.
"Food will be ready soon, I call you."-
"Ok"-He said entering his room again.
Marcus opened his laptop to check if someone was on MSN already, but no, he was alone in MSN, he couldn't take Tyler and the stupid girly voice out of his mind by chatting with his friends.
"I hate him…"- Marcus said to himself.
"Hate him? Why? That is not true!"
"Because since he got on my mind today, I can't stop, and it is your fault, I hate you both… I don't know how I will survive the day alone with my mom; it is not like she is not talking with the rest of the family all day… whatever, I'm better alone."-He thought laying on his bed. –"Maybe I should do my homework…"-
It started raining again, this time, much stronger. He could only hear the T.V. at the living room close to the kitchen where his mom was watching a novel while cooking, he could hear the pan burning and smell the hamburgers already. Hamburgers, one of the most amazingly delicious things to taste for a non-vegetarian person. Marcus loved hamburgers, and his mom knew that very well, so every week they went out to buy some hamburgers or she just made some herself. But Marcus preferred his mom's hamburgers, he always thought they were way better than the fast-food ones, or maybe it was just because it was his mother who cooked them. Finally, he found something else to think about, the delicious meals he could enjoy. But the rain interrupted, it got so loud and noisy that it distracted him a lot.
"What the fuck is up with the rain? It's like a fucking storm!"- He said looking through the window. -"But I sort of, like the rain anyway…"
Homework, hamburgers and rain got his mind refreshed and relaxed again, but there was something lost on him. That security about what he was exactly thinking, that facility of making fast decisions, it was, gone…
… That night, he had no sleep than just like two hours, the others, he just could think about how he lost his mind when he started noticing Tyler, that it just happened, magically, but it did change his life.
Another day, raining again, just as the day before.
Marcus thought he could kill his curiosity about Tyler, by investigating him a little bit more. But he didn't know how to do that! The guy had no MSN, no Facebook, and no nothing! Maybe he didn't even have a computer or a cell phone. Marcus sat on his place and looked beside him, the window wasn't there yet, how great… His friend Michael "the blonde" walked to him carrying his backpack, and then he placed it on the sit in front of Marcus.
"Heeeeeyyy maaann! What's up?"-He said as he leaned to be closer to Marcus.
"Hey, bro…"-Marcus said depressant.
"Hey, what's wrong? You sound like you didn't wake up at all…"-
Marcus opened his mouth to answer but a girl interrupted from Michael's back.
"That ass!"- She screamed giggling like a stupid retarded, staring at Michael who stand straight again.
"Heeeeeyyy Paula! What's up with you staring at my bootie?"-He said greeting the girl with a high five. Marcus made a fake silent laugh, as the brunette girl and the blonde noticed him being so quiet.
"Hey Paula! Don't stare at THAT ass! Michael's ass is of my property!" –said Michael's girlfriend, one of the MOST beautiful but retarded girls of the class.
"Yeah, I belong to Eliza!"- He said approaching to kiss his "GF" with love. Marcus could only stare amazed. He thought kisses where the biggest demonstration of true love, and it depended on how you kissed someone you say you "love" to determinate if you actually feel love for that person, and not just lust, passion or excitement.
They where French kissing, in front of Marcus, in front of Paula. Paula walked away angry, making sure to hit Michael with her blonde curly hair.
"That bitch…"-Eliza hissed.
"Nah, she is just being dramatic."-
Eliza and Michael walked away talking, and as they walked outside the door, Tyler was walking to the inside.
"Psst, the creep is coming!"
"Wow, that stupid Paula, I was gonna talk to Michael about my little depression and she just screwed it up…" –he thought staring at Tyler as the bell rang, and then everyone and the history teacher got in.
No one would understand, no one would listen, Marcus's thoughts made him depressed. He tried to forget about the hunger of curiosity he had for Tyler, he wanted to kill the curiosity or whatever was controlling him now. He had a lot of friends to hang out with and have a good time, but no one would actually understand what he wanted to express, he couldn't actually understand himself.
Day by day, He got to observe Tyler from his sit. The poor guy didn't even notice he was being watched, or at least that is what Marcus thought. Tyler was so thin! One of those really hot weather days, on physical education, Tyler took off his vest, his striped sweater, his extra t-shirt, his extra sweater, and he just kept his baggy school t-shirt. He was swimming in that t-shirt! His arms looked really skeletal, he looked so weak and fragile, but with all those clothes on, he looked like a normal person.
Marcus started to get lonely, he couldn't help but thinking of Tyler, and he forgot his friends a little, or maybe, they forgot him. He couldn't pay attention to what his friends said because he was too busy learning from Tyler's behavior.
"You are acting so weird" "You are being so quiet" "You look so depressed" "You should stop being so cold" But no one ever asked what was wrong with him. He tried to talk with Michael again, but he didn't know what to tell him. What he was thinking about Tyler exactly? Hate, only hate. Hate was the only thing he now felt for him. Curse him for messing with his mind. But Marcus was being irrational, how could he blame his feelings on someone he has never spoken to? It made no sense, but hating Tyler made him feel better. Hating the creep everyone else hates made him feel normal again, because thinking of Tyler like that wasn't normal, not for a boy, not for him.
But destiny was playing with Marcus, making him feel like hating Tyler more.
The cafeteria was just a big room on the school. Once you got inside, a ton of other people got inside too, they push you, they kick you, they step on your feet, they punch you accidentally, but the cafeteria was the perfect place to meet people, the cafeteria was how Marcus got friends. Some of them by running into him, others falling on his arms, others throwing his food at the floor accidentally, and even saving his ass from hitting the floor sometimes when he was going to fall. The cafeteria was also something that wasted a lot of time of the break, because you got to be fast and get inside, buy and get outside so you don't get trapped forever.
Marcus was on the entrance of the cafeteria, making his way to the sellers in the other side of the room. He was pushing people but suddenly, something crossed his sight, Tyler got pushed away and he was about to hit the cold, hard floor, in that second, Marcus's instincts reacted and he ran to save Tyler. He successfully caught Tyler when he was half-way to hit the floor. His heart beat fast as he could only stare right into Tyler's enormous and unexpressive grey eyes. They stayed in the same positions a few seconds, until Tyler started to stand back up and Marcus helped him. Marcus was still holding Tyler from his shoulders behind him. Marcus felt so nervous about looking at Tyler directly into his deep shiny eyes, it would have been better if he just left him fall, that's what he thought. Tyler turned himself a little to look at Marcus.
"Thanks."- He said with still no emotions. But with a little confused tone no one would ever notice on him. He stared at Marcus who was lost on his big beautiful eyes. -"But you can release me now, I am fine."
Marcus was still a little bit lost, Tyler noticed he was uncomfortable so he released himself as Marcus's arms moved slowly apart.
"Ok…"- was all Marcus could think about. Tyler broke their eyes connection as he walked away and got lost with the rest of the people there, Marcus never stopped staring at him as he walked away.
"Ok? That's all you could think of?"
"What you wanted me to say? Something like, 'Don't worry babe, I can hold you in my arms' like if he was a girl? Or maybe, 'Watch out, dude! Be careful!' like if he was one of my friends?"- He answered to the girly voice as he leaved the cafeteria. –"I'll get back to buy something later…"-
Marcus didn't noticed, but he was being followed all the way out of the cafeteria by Tyler's eyes, without having to turn his head to his left to see him leave, only with the eyes… Tyler found himself a little interested on Marcus now. Not too much, because he was just another random guy from the school, but a little bit. He got interested on him; because he didn't let him fall, even when he could save himself easy, Marcus caught him before that happened, others would naturally let him hit the ground, one less creep to steal their precious air with his not important life. Tyler started to notice easily when Marcus stared at him at any moment of the day, which was regularly often, but Marcus didn't had in count that TYLER actually noticed he was being watched by him. Tyler wanted to know why he was being observed, and he didn't feared Marcus enough to be afraid of being a stranger getting close to him. /End of chapter one.