Gwen's P.O.V:
I walked down the street as the clouds begun to gather in the sky and every teenager begun gathering in a clique. Except me, of-course, I simply walked to school on my own as I listened to the sound of Gerard Way's voice in my ears and the chords of 'The ghost of you' by my chemical romance played on the bass.
I wasn't the loner type but I did enjoy solitude. My only friends were Duncan and Bridgette, well, at least my best friends were Duncan and Bridgette. I had others, like Owen and Geoff. Occasionally I would talk to Noah and Izzy but he was too cynical for my liking and she was just a nut job.
My feet met the ground in sync with the rain-drops which begun to fall. "Rain at 6:49am? How odd," I thought as I fidgeted with my bag to get out my hoodie. I stopped walking for a bit when I heard foot-steps approach me from behind. I paid no attention to this until I felt my body being struck by another from behind (not in any weird way).
I fell onto my knees and dropped my belongings onto the concrete sidewalk. "For God's sake," I cursed under my breath as I gathered all I had dropped into my arms.
I heard groaning behind me and then realized that someone had run into me due to my abrupt stop to shield myself from the attacking droplets of H2o falling from above.
"Jesus Christ, please do not do anything like that again unless you want to be murdered, because believe me, I'm capable of that," a voice said from behind me.
I wasn't going to back down and whimper as someone lashed me with words.
"Well don't walk with your head up your ass, unless you wanna end up with fractured limbs" I said as I got onto my feet. I was frustrated, was this person really preparing to get into an argument at this time of day? While it's raining? On a Monday? With 'me'?
I stood up and dusted the dirt off my My Chemical Romance T-shirt as I turned towards the stranger ready to lash them with my venomous words but to my surprise, they were smirking at me, not looking at me with eyes filled with fury, but merely looking at me with their jaw dropped and a smirk plastered all over their face.
"Well you're a feisty one, aren't you?" The stranger said as they stepped closer to me.
"And you're a stalker." I replied as I flipped my hood onto my head and swung my backpack onto my shoulder.
"Well it is raining and I just love following gorgeous girls like you to school," He said as he caught up to my pace.
I felt my cheeks flush with redness and warmth as I looked down at the concrete pavement. I was confused but intrigued by the handsome stranger now walking by my side. I kept silent until I heard him say something.
"So are you gonna tell me where you're going?" He asked
"You guest it already, to school."I said with a smirk.
"So why didn't lash at me earlier when you rammed into me?" I said as I glanced at him through the corner of my eye.
He was quite good-looking, deep brown eyes with dark circles around them and tanned skin. He was wearing a teal shirt and some of his hair fell over his left eye. He had this gap between his two front teeth which gave him this malevolent look, but I kind of liked it. He looked familiar, like a face I was everyday but blurred.
"Well, you made a witty remark and stood up to me. You've got courage, and I like that in a girl." he said as he looked over to me with a grin.
I rolled my eyes at his attempt to get my attention but actually smiled. And I actually meant it.
"Why thank you, I usually put guys off with my sass." I said as he begun to walk faster due to the rain getting even heavier.
He merely grinned and remained silent. I was surprised, no flirty comment? Wow, this guy was was really playing hard to get but I wasn't going to give in. I kept quiet for a while as I thought about what he had said earlier about murder. I was not that scared, but more concerned, this guy looked a bit psychotic and had a demonic voice a little. I tried my best to remain on his good side.
It was getting a little awkward now, so I spoke.
"So what school?" I said a little timidly.
"why would you automatically think I'm going to school, Gwen?" he replied, emphasizing my name.
My heart almost stopped. This guy was actually a stalker, how did he find out my name? I did my best and tried to remain calm as I answered him.
"You just seem youthful enough to be a student,"I said as I continued walking.
"Hmm.. Good guess. Now It's my turn." he said with an evil grin.
"Your name is Gwendelen Caruther, you go to Quebec High, and you are... 18 years old?" He said as he glanced at me.
My eyes widened as I quickly looked up at him with a look of uncertainty. How in the world did he know all that? I remained silent for a second before he spoke again.
"And I'm guessing you're wondering how I know all this?"He said with a smirk.
" No not really, I'm actually used to psychos finding out information about me without even talking to me then stalking me at 7:00am in the morning." I said sarcastically.
He giggled at what I had said and then spoke.
"Why do you assume I'm psychotic?" he said as he stopped walking.
I, myself, continued. I wasn't going to be late just because a stranger tried to flirt but also creep me out.
"You just look like one," I half yelled as I quickly walked to school.
I felt warmth on my left arm, and turned around to see him holding me.
"Don't be scared doll face, I'm no stranger to you. Believe me," He said as He grinned and released my arm.
I felt myself blush again but my feelings were interrupted by an odd thought.
Doll face? only Duncan called me that. Perhaps we really did go to the same school. I felt myself getting less tense as my mind tried to sort out all the happenings.
"So, you don't even bother to find out my name huh?"he smirked.
"Well, you don't really seem like the type to care about names," I replied.
"Alright." He said as he looked ahead with a smirk still on his face.
The rest of the walk was quiet, well, on the outside at least. In my mind, I couldn't stop thinking about this handsome stranger and his charm. I assumed we were in the same class, mostly because we looked the same age and because he probably liked the same things like me. Judging by his clothes, I'd say we were meant to be friends, He wore a teal T-shirt with dark denim jeans and a black My chemical romance hoodie. The MCR logo was not very visible, but I had noticed it earlier. I felt the desire to get to know him but before I could even speak, I heard him utter something.
"Well, we're here," He said as he walked ahead of me towards our school.
I followed behind but wasn't fast enough, and I definitely wasn't going to run after him, I'd seem desperate. We stepped inside the school, but the halls were empty. It was 7:06am and school wasn't for another 54 minutes so I made my way down the deserted hallway of hell towards my class.
I was almost there until I heard a familiar voice yell something to me. I glanced over my shoulder and saw my morning buddy near the boy's washroom as he winked at me.
"It's Mal by the way," He said as he entered the boy's bathroom.
I was confused and perturbed. What did he mean? It wasn't until I placed my hand on the disgusting handle of Art class that I realized what he meant. My new friend's name was Mal.
I smiled mentally and stepped inside the classroom.
So here you go, new chapter, sorry for being gone for so long but was just a little busy. But I'm gonna be updating every other day now.
Thank you to all readers, followers and reviewers. Feel free to continue reading, following and reviewing, It would be awesome to hear what you guys think. Thanks,
Lisa.
