Chap 2: Business Of Paper Stars by Hawthorne Heights

When I think of paper stars I think of fake people. People who have way too much time on they're hands but still think its okay to bug those around them…did I mention I hate these people? Yes and sadly me and Raid were surrounded by them and with them comes all those people who agree with them. Pretty much it happened so that I and Raid were in the same classes but sadly in those was 2 people I didn't like. One was Mello who I had taken a strange disliking to mostly because he treated me like crap. First day he tripped me…later at dinner I 'spilt' my soda on him while walking. Good luck buddy. The other person was a short, white haired boy. He had large dark eyes and always wore pajamas, that was the only thing me and Mello could agree on…we hated him. But strangely Raid adored him, she thought he was adorable, adorable my ass (it is cute). And so it was another day that I had to endure and it had only been a week of being here…
"Raid can you pass me that shirt?" I asked my friend who was leaning over a book. She looked up, "sure which one."
"The black one." I answered.
"There's like twenty! Which one!" she said puzzled.
"Give me that you nitwit!" I said grabbing one from her hand.
"Your welcome too good buddy." She said rolling her eyes. I finished getting dressed and quickly grabbed my books from the table and we rushed out the door. Immediately I felt some thing hit my back, I looked back and saw Mello holding a soccer ball.
"Opps, I guess it 'slipped'." He snarled. I went up to him, smiled and kick him in the shin. As he was crouching on the ground I whispered in his ear, "opps I guess it…slipped?" and ran away with Raid huffing behind me.

English was boring but I was good at it. I sat 2 desks behind Near, on my right was Raid, on my left was Mello and diagonally was Matt. I liked Matt he was cool, and really nice though Raid joked that he had a thing for me. I tried to brush it off as best as I could. It didn't work, it wasn't that I didn't like him but not in that sense.
"Psst, Akira…what's question three?" I heard the red head ask. I looked at him and smiled.
"Matt your number three in line and act like a nitwit…" I said.
"I'm number three but my brain won't work. Other wise I am smarticle." He smirked.
"Since you said that word your not." I laughed back. I heard a snicker beside me and saw Mello trying to cover up his benevolent smile. I narrowed my eyes at him and whispered.
"You shouldn't smile like that; people might think your thinking perverted thoughts…" I laughed.
"Ha ha Akira your funny, go jump off a cliff." He deadpanned.
"Fine maybe I will!" I said. A bunch of people turned toward me including the teacher who sent me to Roger's office for disruptive behavior. Fuck my life.
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Dinner was boring, I and Raid sat alone. Discussing the day's events.
"I hate him, god look I got a pink slip!" I showed her the narrow strip of paper Roger handed to me.
"Calm down Akira you got suspended three times before Wammy's this isn't something new." She explained and bit into her apple.
"But by him, by that chocolate eating, blonde haired, over crazed idiot! He told me to jump off a cliff!" I ranted.
"Now now, we wouldn't want that happening now would we?" and then suddenly her eyes clouded over and I looked to where she was staring. Albino boy I hate you, I thought and rolled my eyes.
"Go ahead…" I sighed. Raid went back to reality and looked at me unsure.
"Is that okay with you?" she asked and I nodded. She picked up her things and bounced away. I was left staring at the table when I felt a tap on my shoulder. I looked up to see three girls; two blondes and a brunette.
"Yes?" I sighed again. One of them giggled then sat down.
"Ummm you're like new so we just were wondering where you come from…" she spoke in a British accent.
"I'm from Canada, born September 24, 1989…happy?" I deadpanned.
"Why do you dress like that?" the brunette asked. I looked down at myself. I wore black skinny jeans, a black band t-shirt, black converse, a blue studded belt, had eye liner on and mascara and not to mention the tiny lip piercing I did myself two days after we got here.
"I dress like this to express myself." I explained.
"Oh well girls don't dress like that here!" she laughed and I jokingly laughed with her too.
"Oh my god you're hilarious, you know to you guys I may seem funny but where I come from you guys would be the idiots." Then I called them some thing in my native tongue, picked up my things and left. I didn't give a crap about these perfect princesses. The halls were empty and those that weren't I avoided, I didn't need this crap and that's when the tears formed in my eyes. The hurt spilled out and I dropped my bag off and left, the building altogether. I grabbed my hoodie and ran out the front door, there were still some people there but I walked by them holding back the scream of agony I wanted to unleash. I quickly made my way to a tree standing alone in the far off corner of the Wammy's house property and sat down. I must have been there at least 15 minutes when I felt a shadow flicker over me, I looked up and saw the blonde haired idiot towering over me, in his right hand he held a chocolate bar which he snapped a piece from and in the left hand he held a book.
"You know crying may help for I while but not forever plus it's getting chilly out come on let's go inside." He said somewhat gently and I picked myself up. My head rang from all the sobs and they still racked my body.
"Y-yeah…" I trailed off and he followed me. I could still hear him chewing the chocolate but it was strangely comforting during this time. I got to my room and found Matt, Raid and Near sitting around. I wiped my eyes and entered. The room got silent and I saw a pair of turquoise eyes, green eyes and dark abyss eyes on me.
"A-Akira are you okay?" I nodded and sobbed. I went into our bathroom and cleaned myself up then I proceeded to curl up in one of the corners with a book. I dared not make eye contact with anyone, it hurt too much to see the weakness in they're eyes. It wasn't until I felt a light hand on me, Mello. His eyes were sincere and he gave me something, I opened my hand and saw that it was a little metal heart on a chain.
"Its good luck charm it looks like you need it." And with that he got up and left the room. I stared at it and put it around my neck, my heart hurt but I didn't want to speak…not with those paper stars sitting there…