First sight- by rozaflame

rated-M for content and languadge.

A/N- next chapter, no hate, I own nothing, enjoy :)

ps. this chapter will be mutch longer.


Chapter 2- New boy

I wake up in compleat darkness, just the way I like it. I yawn and streach burring under my covers. Mmmm, I am so not a morning person. I sit up and look around. I'm in my bed, in the hallway. Shit! I grab my blankets hunt down a black te-shirt and skinny jeans and race into the bathroom.

Once dressed, I open the door to my bedroom and make sure the paint is dry. My room smells like fresh paint, but the paint is dry. Being as quiet as possable, I move everything into my room. I hang a mirror above my desk, add the shelfs on eather side of the mirror, and the black curtains over the window.

Looking around satisfied, I look in the mirror, hunt down my brush and atempt to tame my untameable hair. After wressling with my hair for ten minnets, I finnaly get it tamed. Once my hair is perfect, I do my make-up. Black eyeliner, smokey stile black and gray eyeshadow, and dark red lipgloss that taists like cherrys, and I'm good.

I unpack my cloths and arrange them in my closet. I make sure my makeup is in my aranged box, and my picturs are up on the shelfs, then I hunt down my jewlry boxes. Finding my jewlry I take out a black ribben with a bell on it and tie it like a chocker around my neck. I fish out my black and silver cross on a silver chain and put it on. (that I do just because it gose with the look I'm creating.)

Putting on black stud earings, and loose chains on my pants, I find my plain black braclets that hug my wrists and slide them on. I step back admiring myself in the mirror. hmm, I'm missing something. I studdy my appearence and smile knowing what I'm missing. I hunt down my creepers and slide them on then grab my leather jacket.

There we go, perfect. I open my door and sneek down the staires looking at the oven's clock. 4:27 A.M.

I'm up early. Like, way, way early. I growl slightly. What the fuck. This place is messing with my sleep. Oh well. I surch the cabnets untill I find something appatizing. I find nothing I want to eat.

I take two slices of bread and grab the toaster. I grab a pan and two eggs and grab the backen out of the fridge taking two strips. I put the backen in the microwave, the bread in the toaster, and fry up the eggs. There, breakfast is surved. I start the coffie pot and start devowering my breakfast. I take a cup of coffie and drink it washing my meal down.

I hear someone come down the staires as I'm washing my dishes. I look up and see my mom turn on the light, I blink agenst the sudden brightness.

"Tommy? what are you doing up?" she looks at me then at what I'm doing then at me again.

"I woke up" that's all I say, that's all I feel like saying.

"Are you realy wairing that today, I mean you have school..." she trailes off as I glaire at her.

"Yes I'm wairing this today, I can wair whatever the fuck I want." she frowns.

"Languadge, Tommy languadge" she shakes her head. My dad comes in and his eyes pop at the sight of me.

He wisely stays scilent. I push past them and walk into my room. I look at the picture on my bedside table. Me, my friends Chris, Mat, and Dave, and my ex girlfrend Cathy are laughing. Just hanging out. I look happy. I flip the picture over and sigh. Something bright goes off through my window.

Getting up off my bed I open my curtans and look outside. I'm looking straite into my naber's house, and straite at Adam's bear back. His room rocks. He's got poasters of lots of different music artists and bands. his desk is litterd with make up and he seams to be wrighting something in a notebook. I try to look away but I can't. He looks up, our eyes meet. Damn I love his eyes. He smiles and waves at me. I blush and wave back turning around and closing my curtans.

Around 5:45 I grab my bag, wich is black and red goth stile, and go downstaires. I smile at my sister and she looks up at me.

"Cool! I wanna look like that, you look like a total rockstar!" sometimes having a little sister, is self- esteem helpful.

"You think?" I laugh at her wide fan girl eyes.

Our mother frowns. "Grammer" she looks at my sister. "I want to, and you will not. I will not have both my kids walking around like clowns. Bad enough Tommy's doing it, I don't need you too"

I roll my eyes at mom and walk outside. Adam is talking with someone in his garadge.

"Hay! Tommy, come here." God how do I know that voice so well when I've only heard it a cuple of times?

I look up at them. Adam is sitting on a black Mersaties Benz and a tall bronett with lots of mussle is standing next to him. I walk over slowly.

"Hay Adam, uhh..." I look at the brunett he smiles

"Monte" I nod. Monte, odd name.

"You need a ride?" adam asks.

I frown thinking a moment then smile. Aww what the hell, I feel like teasing.

"You offering?" he smiles a bit amused.

"You could say that." he looks me up and down. "Nice look, it sutes you."

I smile at the complement. I hope the other kids at school are like adam, I think I might like it here.

Then I notice what he's wairing. He had on a black tight fitted te-shirt that hugged his figer, tight ass black skinny jeans, that showed off in all the wrong places (in my oppion) and black boots. he had on a tight spiked choker matching cuffs and a matching belt. he looked good.

Wait what. He looked good. Hello crazy train, good bye sanity. I. Am. Not. Gay. but apperently my mind dosn't agree.

Then I noticed his make-up. black eyeliner on the realy hevy side. and black eyeshadow with a bluish tint to bring out his eyes. His hair was slightly spiked and he had, glitter?, in it. Lots of glitter. Hmm, overall he looked bad ass and hot.

Well hello again crazy thoughts. I shake my head and sigh. Adam arches an eyebrow. God he looks sexy, and god I need to stop.

I look at my watch. "When you leaving for school?"

He smiles, "Right about now, you comming?"

I nod my head and get in the passenger side up front. He climbs in the drivers side and Monte climbes in back. I put my feet up on the dashboard and get comfterble.

Adam laughs at me "feet down, rockstar" I roll my eyes and keep my feet where they are. Nope. He laughs harder but says nothing.

He pulls out and we drive to school. Carmlton high. It's about ten minnets away. I smile well here we go. New school, meet the new boy.

We pull into the student parking lot and the first thing I notice is that everyone is stairing at us, or me. I put on a brave face, get out of adam's car, and walk to the front door. I pull back opening the door and walk in. There are clusters of other students hanging around talking by there lockers.

Speeking of lockers, I hunt down mine and open it. Grabing what I'll need for the first three classes of the day, I toss my bag in my locker and close it. I look up. A small crowd has gathered around me. What the fuck? I ignore it and walk to my first class, English.

I could hate the teacher just because of the subject he taught, but I was playing nice so I stood there and waited calmly for him to notice me. Yah, if you know me, I'm not the most patent person in the world, and I have a quick temper. After standing for what felt like an hour, I slamed my hand on the teachers desk startling the entire class. Yeah, This will be fun.

"How long do you plan on letting me stand here?" acid drips of my voice, wich is hard thanks to the fact I'm pissed. For one thing, I'm loving the fact that I can make a good first impression. You dont mess with me, and I think I got the point accross.

The teacher looks up startled to meet my eyes that most likely look black thanks to my make up and my flaring temper. He leans back.

"S-sorry, Umm your the new student?" I roll my eyes. No duh.

"Yeah." he looks at the class.

"Why don't you go sit in back next to adam." He shyes away from me.

Adam? I turn and sure enough, Adam is siting in the back row looking amused. I make my way to the back and slide into the seat next to him.

"Hay." he chukkles.

"Hay." I smile faintly. Hmmm interesting start.

After sitting through a painfully boring english class, the bell murcefully rings alowing me to escape. I walk into science. The teacher's cool. He looks up and smiles.

'Tommy Joe ratliff?" I nod.

He assines me a seat next to a goth chick. Hmm. I look around. No familer faces.

"Ok class, turn to padge 65 start on paragraph 3." oh shit. I dont have a book.

I sigh and get up walking over to his desk. He looks at me and it dawns on him. "Oh, sorry Mr. Ratliff, here's your book." he hands me an all too familer white science book.

I turn to the page and sure enough, I've already read the assinment. I lean back and put my feet up on the desk.

"Mr. Ratliff, is there something wrong." I shake my head.

"Then why arn't you reading?" oh yeah, he dosen't like me.

"Because I was already on page 686 at my old school." I inform him rolling my eyes.

He turns red, but drops it.

Again the bell rings letting me make my escape. After another boring class, history, I escape to lunch. I go to my locker exchange materials, grab my lunch and walk into the cafiteria. My lunck box matches my backpack and has chaines on it, good old me.

I find a table that's sort of off put from the others and open my bag, Taking out a red soda, large bag of barbicue chips, and some kind of cake like pastery. Ok...thank you sister? I shrug to myself and pop open my chips devowering them quickly.

"Well no wonder why your so skinny, you dont eat enough." My head snaps up at adam's voice. He slides into the seat across from me, and monte slides in next to adam. I laugh.

"Naw, I eat plenty, I just have a high matablism." he looks at me. I toss my chip back in the trash and eat the pastry thing. Hmmm, not bad. Then sip at my soda.

"So what was that in english?" he studdies me.

"Oh you mean with the teacher? I hate being ignored, and a perfect opertunity to him in his place." I grin at adam's exprestion.

He rolles his eyes. "Great I'm the rebles naber." I laugh,

"Yes, yes you are."

The rest of the school day passes by quickly, with me hardly paying any atention to anything. I"m leaning agenst adam's car when he walks out of the theater. I deside to play with him.

I sneek up behind him realy quiet, then wrap my arms around his waist.

"Hay." He looks up startled.

"God don't do that. I nearly had a hart attack!" he freeks out then laughs. I let him go and climb into his car.

"Monte comming home with us?" he climbs in and starts the car.

"No, he's got his own ride home." Hmmm, ok then.

When we're around the corner he suddenly stops the car, making me lurch forward in my seat.

"OW! Fuck warn a guy befour you do that!"

He smirks, and leanes over. My hart starts pounding. he stops with his lips an inch away from mine.

"Are you gay?" wow curve ball much.

"Er, No."

he blinks. "You seam gay are you sure?"

I laugh, "I'm straite dude." and pull back uncompterbul.

"Have you tryed going out with a guy?" I frown.

"No, not realy my parents would blow a casket, and maby kill me too." I sudder.

He frowns but leanes away driving to his house. I get up uncomphterbly and walk to my front door.

"Hay, Tommy." i hear him call.

I turn hesetently. "yeah?"

"Are we doing this tomarrow too, or just today?" i think a moment.

"Well, I do need a ride, and you did offer, so yeah, if you'll still let me." he smiles.

"Ok, see you tomarrow."

"Yeah, tomarrow."

I walk into my house and fly up to my room locking the door behind me. Oh what a day.


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3 Roza.