Hellow my few followers :D (don't get me wrong I love you guys) here the actual starting story for 'High School Romance Sucks' i know. It took me a while to update and im sorry. Ill try to be faster, (because it bothers me when authors take to long to update and I don't wanna be a hypocrite so I'll just keep quiet) but enough of my rambling. TO THE STORY!
Life was awesome as always for Gilbert Beilschmidt. I mean, come on, High School Senior, summers one month away, then he's off to go to college then do whatever the hell he felt like. His awesome self was very happy indeed with how things were going. Gilbert was currently in his usual assigned desk, drawing a picture of his teacher with horns, a fork tongue slithering out of her mouth, and with lots of fire around her. He was supposed to be doing a worksheet, but he finished the damn thing in a hurry to get it over with. He didn't need to be spending his awesome time doing a worksheet that was not awesome at finished the outline of his drawing so he decided to color the fire with his red pen. He put his pencil down for a second, so he could fish it out of his pencil case from his backpack. Unfortunately he wasn't paying attention to Ms. Whicker who was headed towards his desk. Just as he retrieved the wanted item, there she was, staring at his drawing. Her eyebrow was twitching ever-so slightly.
"Pretty badass, isn't it?" The albino whispered, looking up towards Ms. Whicker with a small smirk plastered on his face.
"It's… interesting. I'll give you that. But how about you show me when it is finished before school is over, Mr. Beilschmidt?" Gilbert made a grimace on his face. Not bothering to hide it.
"Gee, Ms. Whicker" his voice practically drowned in sarcasm. He furrowed his eyebrows together "I would love to, but after school I have to go to work. My father wouldn't like me to be late for my job that I've been working at lately" This wasn't a total lie, he did have a job, just maybe not one that he would like to reveal to his teachers. Gilbert did like to have his privacy thank you very much! "But I do appreciate your interest in my awesome drawing."
Ms. Whicker glared at the red eyed high schooler. She didn't like this boy. Not. At. All. She would have rather eat a whole gallon of mayonnaise then deal with him again. One year was enough. While she was fairly young for a teacher, this kid alone managed to make her gain something no woman wants. Gray hair…ugh… It was about two minutes before the bell rang. But despite the lack of rings in the air, the students in Gilbert's class started putting up their things together. But the principle decided, Oh! Lookie here! We only have thirty seconds left till the bell rings, so lets have a really long announcement that no one really pays attention to because they all want to get out of school! Well, he didn't really say that. But it was along the same lines.
Gilbert stood up from his chair once the announcement was done, swung his backpack on, and left to go to the gym in a hurry. Well….as fast as one could go in a crowded hallway. He had to get there fast to see him. Now, Gilbert did have his fair share of crushes and relationships, but damn. This one had to take the cake. He was perfect. His walk, his hair, that cute looped curl that bounces when he walks, his deep violet eyes, the way his hips slightly sway when his walks, and oh god. That ass. Its just to perfect I mean- ok. Gilbert had to halt that train of thought right then and there before it got carried away. He was in high school, and with all those hormones, yeah. You get the point. The outcome would not be awesome.
The hallways started emptying out a bit so it was a bit easier to move now. He had to get to the gym fast. He ran down the hallway bumping into a few people earning some insults, and ran out the building to his destination. He managed to get to the gym, but Gilbert didn't want to be seen so he staked out watching and waiting for him.
And BAM! There he was. Matthew Williams. He was setting up to practice hockey with- oh no….Ivan Braginski. Now, Ivan wasn't that bad, creepy (understatement). But an ok guy. But Gilbert still didn't trust him.
When Gilbert was younger, he and his brother Ludwig where on a hockey team, and they had a game one day. Ivan was on the other team. During the middle of the game, Ivan shoved Ludwig into the wall so he could get the puck. Gilbert, being the awesome brother he is, rushed to his brothers side. Ivan apologized later on. But the albino still didn't trust him.
Anyway, back to the adorable Mattie. He was playing one-on-one with Ivan and, dispite his size, was beating Ivan. And lets just say, with Ivan's size. Some people may think his taking steroids.
Gilbert was not one for covert operations. He was more of a, here I am guys! Look at me! Kind of guy. So of course, when he's trying to stal- star- OBSERVE the blonde something had to happen.
"He's saying, I'm on a roll, With all the girls I know, I know you wanna hit that, I know you wanna hit that, hit tha-"
"Goddammit."
Oh noes! Whats gonna happen? I thank those who followed/favortied this possibly sucky story. If you have any pointer on how to make this a better story leave a review of PM me.
-Nin
