I walk down the halls, grumbling to myself. Yet another day of suffering in this prison that everyone else calls “School”. I’m Diane Scales, and this is just another day for me. No, I’m not a girl. Just because my name’s Diane AND I’m gay (although nobody needs to know THAT) doesn’t mean that I’m a “pwetty pink pwincess”. I’m a BOY. End of discussion. Okay, well, it doesn’t stop the other kids from talking about it. Especially Vincent Jaxton, #1 jerk face. His little goons and him don’t stop bugging me about my name, my vitiligo (That thing with the blotches of another skin color?), the way I dress... everything. Just like today. Worst part? No one does anything about it, and I can’t say I blame ‘em. I can be a bit of a liar, and people call me “Deceit” or “snakeface”. Sanders Sides is awesome, don’t get me wrong, but the nicknames? Definitely less so. That’s all besides the point, though... I just have 2 hours and 45 minutes of this freak show of a place, and I can go hom- my thoughts get interrupted when I crash into someone, falling down and dropping all my stuff.
“Ow-! Hey, watch it!” I snap at this person.
I look up, and the guy I bumped into is a guy I’ve seen hanging out with Vincent’s group. He’s one of the most attractive ones, but I’m POSITIVE he’s a jerk, just like the others. Oh no...
Romeo Reign here. I’d like to say I have a pretty good thing going at this school. I have a bunch of friends, a nice group I hang out with, a reputation as “the prince of the school”. Heck, I’ve even come out as bi and been accepted for it. To be honest, I feel kind of bad for the other kids, though. I mean, I’ve heard that there’s a bit of a bullying problem here, although I’ve never been apart of it. Which is why I feel really bad when I crash into this guy with dirty blond hair and tan splotches all over his skin. Heck, he’s actually really cute, but that’s besides the point.
”Oh my, I’m so sorry! Here, lemme help you...” I say as I bend down.
I start to help him pick up his stuff, and he looks pretty surprised for some reason.
I am surprised. I didn’t exactly expect this guy to help me out today. I wonder if this is a trick, and try not to feel hopeful, but still...
“...Oh, uh, thanks... sorry, rough day...” I mumble, looking down as we pick up.
The guy nods. “It’s cool. I get it,” he says calmly with a small smile.
And I feel it; the butterflies, swarming in my stomach when he smiles at me. Oh god. No no no, I can’t catch feelings! I’m just gonna get myself hurt even more... We finish picking up. He gets up, and... helps me up? Why is this guy being so... nice to me...?
“Still, I really am sorry for bumping into you. It’s forbidden for humans to touch the beauty of an angel such as yourself,” he says with another grin.
Ohhhh no you don’t, mister. Don’t make me fall harder. I get super tense, and I can feel my face heat up. No no no!
”I-I- uh... I r-really need to get to class...” I mumble, squirming a bit.
The guy chuckles. “You do that, then. I’m Romeo, by the way.”
Romeo. I know that; he’s one of the more popular kids. Which makes me wonder WHY he flirted with me, of all people. I hesitate, knowing that he’s gonna make fun of my name.
“Alright then. I’ll be seeing you, Diane.” Romeo shoots one more, really charming, smile at me, before walking off, leaving me standing there in confusion and embarrassment.
As I walk to class, all I can think about is Romeo and the things he said to me. Beautiful? Angel? Does... does he really mean all that...? And why is he so... perfect? No... I can’t get my hopes up. It’s probably just some stupid joke. Still, I can’t help thinking about him as I take my seat in the back of the class.