Ch. 1

                                    

                                          
Today is just ugh! Not a bad ugh, just ugh. Nothing exciting happened all day. And i'm in sixth period just waiting for a T-rex to attack the school. But I am just talking notes, being board and fa...
                          
"ADAM," Mr. Fisser Scream. "AAAH," I jumped up in the air. 
                          
"Next Time, pay attention" She pointed at me with a ruler. Laughter filled the classroom. I pick up the pencil and took notes .The bell rung and I walk out of class and into the halls. On the other end of the school hall Lindsey Is waving her hands like a madman "Adam! Adam! Over here!". She ran up to me and squeezed my intestine . " Jesus linds stop being so hyper," I detached her from me. 
                          
"I can't! Today is such a great finaffal day!," She said.
                          
" Is that even a word?" I said. Ever since I met her she has been a pain in the a... "OH MY, FUGGIN GOD THERE IS A CUTE GUY THERE. Adam take me there now!" she pulled my hand and took me to the boy. " I don't want to- aaaah" she took my hand and ran over to the boy. "Hello, I'm Lindsey,". The boy looked up and gave a smile "Dylan Rivera," he said. 
                          
"So, are you new here. I mean- I never seen you around" . Dylan itched his palm . He had blue eyes and dark brown hair. I traced the long locks of brown hair until I got to his face. So perfect. He could be a model. The jawline of a god. I can't wait to s...
                          
"Adam, what are you doing now!" Linds is really being annoying 
                          
" I'm going to study hall." I say. Study hall in the library. We call it the old library because it has no Books. It's really sad. But luckily, if you wanted to study there is a library across the street. The only thing I do is read. Once I enter the old library, I see the blue eyed boy again. 
                          
I looked his way and he smiled and he blushed 
                          
"Hey," he said. His voice was smooth. 
                          
"H-Hi," My voice is cracking. I never felt this way before. I think I like it.  Oh, God.
                          
I feel like my heart is about to burst with all of this excitement and fear. I don't know why i'm like this.
                          
I see him at the table and go straight to the computers. I see him stand up and make his way toward me. He sits next to me and sighs. "You okay?" He said in his perfect voice again.
                          
"Yeah, sure." I managed to choke out.
                          
"Why 'sure'?" He asked
                          
" I'm just tired, that's all"
                          
I don't know what to say after that. So I did what I do best. I walked away.
                          
" I'm a fucking idiot" I said to myself .
                          
The rest of the day was not exciting. I did nothing but eat, sleep, and read. It's this contentious cycal. Nothing changes. Sometimes, I say up at night to open the window and I think, " Time is happening without me". I usually keep to myself, even in my own home. In my house I open my bedroom window and look at the stars. I always wished could be one when I was younger.
                          
I open the front door to my apartment, And then again my mom is not home. Probably getting high . Like usual. Ever since my Dad died my mom was... different. Parting, smoking, and having sex in the house with strange men. "it's my way of grieving" she says. I don't believe in bullshit. But she doesn't realize. I lost my dad, too. I wish I knew a little more about him. I make my way to my room and look out my window. Outside is this beautiful blossom tree. I stare at it. Hoping it would sprout out and wave at me. Giving me a reason to stay home. KNOCK! KNOCK! Who in the hell is that? I make my way to my front door and then I here Lindsey voice " GET YOUR CAUCASIAN ASS HERE NOW!". Oh, God. I open the door and in her hand is a set of keys and a beer. "We are going to a party! And I got my dads Rubicon! So let's tear this shit up". So, I got dressed and went to the party.
                          
                                                               ~❤~
                          
My, God! I have entered Gotham city. This dude's house is enormous. In the front yard is a fountain.
                          
" Holy cow shit!" I here Lindsey in the background. But, I don't care about them right now. Because my eyes have shifted to Dylan. In a red v-neck and a pair of tight- and I mean TIGHT pants. Yes! He caught my gaze. Shit, I shouldn't have done that. Now he is making his way over here and nope ran the other way. I hid behind a car. And until I know the close is clear I make my way inside. My ears are filled with loud music. I can't even tell what language the man is singing. Bodys are in the living room dancing and sweating. What is the freaking point of this? Why are parties so cool?
                          
I will never understand the point of this. On my shoulder I felt a tap. I turn around and it's Dylan. Holy Fuck-nut. "Hey you wanna hang out?" He came closer. I backed up. Hesitating, I was able to spill out a "Yes". We walked, talked, etc.
                          
"Can we sit?" Dylan said. I nodded and sat on the bench. " Where did you move from?" I ask trying to make conversation. " California ," He said and moved closer.
                          
"Why move here?" I asked. "Colorado is such a killjoy". He looked at the floor and lightly sob . I. AM.SUCH.A.DICK! Awkwardly, I said "I am sorry, I didn't mean to make you cry. I have no -"
                          
Then, he kissed me.
                          
The way he kissed me was more than I could explain . The was our mouths linked felt so unique. It felt safe. When we broke away I could tell he was waiting for me to hit him. I could see his fear. The light of a camera flash fits my eyes, And followed by giggles.
                          
I am so screwed.

                          
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Well, that's it! *-*. This is to see if YOU guys like it. let me know what you think. I GTG but I got to say one think. YOUR AWSOME. 
                          
Love, Noah
                          
(P.S please feel free to tell me how you feel. I want ALL honesty)