Tac's POV

After my first four classes were over it was finally lunch, so I walked down to the cafeteria and sat down at my usual spots with my friends. As I looked around, bored with nothing better to do, I spotted a familiar face, he looked like that guy who ran into me this morning. He had fluffy dark gray hair and wore the strangest outfit I had ever seen. He had on what seemed to be a poptart jacket, brown shorts, rainbow tights, and brown lace up knee boots. And his eyes were the brightest most stunning blue I had ever seen, they almost looked unnatural. I guess he noticed me staring at him because when he sat down and looked behind himself, towards me, he immediately flushed scarlet and whipped his head back around. I smirked at his reaction. It was, amusing. I spent the rest of my lunch silently tormenting him. Looking slightly over my shoulder I would wait for him to look over at me and then I would quickly turn around towards him and smile as he freaked out. He didn't sit with anyone else, he just sat by himself, quietly eating his lunch and occasionally trying to sneak a peek over at me. I found his behavior extremely amusing and after lunch was over I casually followed him to his next class, which I found was P.E., the same class I had next. It seemed strange that I never noticed him before, but I shrugged it off and walked outside with the rest of the students, not bothering to change. When I got to the track I sat down on the ground and played on my phone, but it wasn't long before I started to attract a crowd. About six or more girls sat down with me and just about every other girl outside had their eyes on me most of the time. Some of the girls gathered around me started to talk to me, well not really talk, more like incessantly ramble on about nonsense I didn't understand. Others tried to flirt with me, although it was completely pointless. I really didn't have any particular liking to commitments of those sorts. I instead ignored them and occasionally lifted my gaze to see the glaring faces of guys out on the turf, probably jealous that I unintentionally stole the attention of basically every girl in my immediate proximity without even making an effort on any part. The other boys looked over in awe, examining my behavior as if they could become some kind of flawless stud with the data they collected. I was generally bored with what I saw so I sighed and stood up abruptly. I shoved my phone into my pocket and started to walk towards the bleachers. The teachers had the gates to them closed and locked, but I just shrugged, ignoring it and grabbing onto the fence, my fingers weaving into the chainlink. I took a sharp breath, pulled myself up and launched myself over, landing with a loud thud. I heard gasps and some giggling from my crowd below and I smiled to myself. Sometimes I really liked all the attention my antics brought me… I walked up to the top of the bleachers and sat down, looking around me and admiring the peaceful silence that now surrounded me. I sat up there for a while, generally bored, until I noticed one last person come running out of the door from inside. I smirked when I realized it was that gray haired kid from before. He stumbled outside, somewhere between a run and a jog, arms flailing uselessly. I could tell he was having trouble as his face was clearly strained and his chest rose and fell rapidly. His outfit was quite strange as well. His shirt was extremely baggy and his shorts looked more like her shorts. They were so small and tight on him that they almost looked like he was only in his underwear. He made his way onto the track and I now noticed that the whole time the male gym teacher's eyes had been beadily trained on him the whole time. I glared and growled under my breath. That fucking pervert was practically drooling at the sight of that poor boy. I stood up and walked back down to the bottom of the bleachers, hopping over the fence into the grass. Suddenly I turned my head to look at the gray haired boy and smirked at what reaction my talking to him would bring.