First Day of school

My sister, Hazel, bursts into my room.

"Nico! Get up! You're going to be late the first day of school! Its a new school! You don't want a bad first impression, do you?"Hazel has golden brown hair, dark skin, and golden eyes.

She was glaring at me.

Her glare was deadly. I swear it could kill a person and right now, that person is me.

I groaned dramatically then rolled out of bed.

"Geez Hazel. You're not my mom."

" I might as well be. "

I rolled my eyes and laughed slightly. She's not wrong. My step mom, Persephone, doesn't give a shit about me.

"Yeah, yeah, whatever. Just go so I can get ready."

Hazel smiled gently at me then left me in my room. I stretched my arms over my head but had to stop when a sharp pain shot through my entire body. My eyes started to water from the pain.

You're so weak and pathetic. Gods, you can't even take a hit anymore!

I shook the thoughts from my head. Nope. Not having a migraine today.

I slowly limped to my closet to find something that at least smelled decent to wear. My dad rarely ever let me wash my clothes and Persephone couldn't care less if I had something clean to wear.

I sighed putting on a black skull shirt, black skinny jeans, my black and white converse,and a dark grey hoodie. What can I say, I'm an emo loner boy that nobody likes. I honestly only wear the hoodie for two reasons: I get cold really easily and to cover up the scars and cuts. I really don't want Hazel to find out I've been cutting again.

I doubt that she actually cares about me and I'm only a burden for her anyway. That's all I can be. I'm just an annoying pest and would be better off dead.

I slowly started to limp downstairs of our new house. I of course got the smallest room of the entire house. It doesn't really matter though since I take up so little space to begin with. I just hope that soon I'll take up no space.....

I make it to the bottom of the stairs. I hear Hazel in the kitchen making herself some breakfast.

"Hey Nico! Want some waffles?"

I do. I really do. But my "dad" would get pissed if I ate anything.

"Nah. I'm good."

Hazel glared at me again.

" Nico, you weigh like ninety pounds! Please eat something. " Hazel begged, giving me puppy dog eyes.

I sigh. "Sis, thank you, but I'm not hungry."

Liar.Shut up brain!You are pretty much starving! Eat. Food!I-I cant! Dad'll find out!Who cares? He'll just hit ya with the belt a couple times! You've been through worse!I know.... But still I say no!

I mentally scold myself for talking to myself. I really am a freak, huh? I felt a migraine start to form. Ah fuck. I always do this to myself.

I walk over to the rack by the door and grabbed my bag for school. Hazel was muttering a whole lot of things under her breath. I'm guessing they were towards me. Maybe she's finally realizing I'm a waste of space. I had a little bit of hope that she would be different from everyone else. Guess I was wrong. Like always.

Oh well. I'm used to it anyways.

Anyways, I was still putting my books in my school bag when we heard kids outside waiting for the bus.

"Come on dork. We don't want to be late."

I rolled my eyes then sighed.

"Whatever."

We walked out the door and towards the group of kids waiting for the bus. I didn't bother even looking at them. They'll all end up hating me anyway. Might as well not bother trying to any friends.

"Hi! You two must be new. I'm Susan Solace!" A cheerful voice rang out.

I flinched away from the voice. It was too cheery. Bleh.

Hazel of course decided to strike up a conversation with this Susan chic.

"Yeah, we are new here. I'm Hazel Levesque and this is my half brother Nico di Angelo. It's nice to meet you!"

I tuned out the rest of their conversation until the bus came to pick us up. Hazel went into the bus with her new friend, leaving me all alone. Like usual. I sigh as I walk to the back of the bus. I stared out the window the entire time. When we made it to school, Hazel went with Susan to do....whatever they were going to do.

I sat down at an empty table signing softly, rubbing my temples. Fuuuuccckkk! This migraine hurts like a bitch!

Oh well, I guess I deserve it.

Suddenly, someone sat across from me. I look up to see a boy with murky blue eyes and blonde hair that looks like over cooked spaghetti. He looks like a duche Greeeaaat. Just my luck.

"Hey dweeb. You're new aren't ya?." Dush boy asked

I stare at him, looking bored.Another male, one with brown hair and an eye patch, walks over.

"Octavian asked you a question, dirtbag!" Eye patch growled.

Oh, so Duche boy has a name.

"Sorry, couldn't hear you. I was too busy trying to comprehend how a person can be that ugly." My stupid mouth. Why do you do this to me?!?!??

Asstavian glared at me.

"Oh, you'll pay for that."

He spat on me and walked away.

I slowly wiped the spit off my face. Geez. People these days can't take a joke. Welp. I'm screwed.

*****le time skip*****

First period. What fun. (Note: extreme sarcasm.) I have English with a bunch of people I don't know. Turns out I only have seventh period and second period with Hazel and that was lunch and science. Hopefully I don't have any classes with Spaghetti hair and Eye patch.

Then again, when do I have luck?

Right at that moment, Asstavian and Eye patch walk in with another blonde haired blue eyed kid. New blondie has a huge scar on the left side of his face and looks like he plays all the sports you can in this dumb school.

Soon Spaghetti hair, Eye patch and Scar face walk over to where I'm sitting.

"Hey! It's dirtbag! And look, he's sitting in Octavian's seat!"

I pale. Fuck.

"You're right Ethan! Maybe, we should teach him a lesson." Snarls Scar face.

Suddenly, a fist is swung at my face. Pain bursts from my cheekbone. I slowly blink in surprise.

Another fist hits my nose. When I open my eyes, I realize I'm on the floor.

How did I get down here?

I felt something warm run down my face. Greeeat. My nose is probably broken.

A foot comes in contact with my chest. All the air leaves my lungs.

I groan loudly.

"Hey!" A voice rings out.

All the mother fuckers look towards the source of the voice.

"Leave him alone!"

Spaghetti hair snickers. "Fuck off ya little fag. No one wants ta hear ya dumb queer voice." (A/N I absolutely hated writing these sentences.)

I feel anger coursing through my veins like magma. I loathe that word. It's what my dad calls me after he found out I was gay.

I slowly stand up and look at Octavian.

"Look guys! Dirtbag is standing up against me! It's fucking hilarious!" He doubles over laughing.

When he was leaning forward, I took the opportunity to knee him in the face.

He makes a gurgling sound when blood flows down from his nose. I then punched him hard in the face. I then grabbed him by the shirt and leaned in close to his face.

"If I ever hear you say that word again, I'll make your life a living Hell. You can beat the shit out of me, but never, never say that word." I growl into his ear.

Spaghetti hair whimpers pathetically. I chuckle darkly and let go of his shirt. Spaghetti hair stumbles backwards, takes one last look at me, then him and his goons ran out of the classroom.

I huff and return to my seat. I turn to the boy who yelled at Spaghetti hair. He has wavy blonde hair and the prettiest blue eyes I have ever seen. He has tan skin with freckles all over. Too bad he is probably straight. Pity really.

"Thank you for standing up for me."

He blushed profusely. "N-no problem...."

We sat there in silence, just staring at each other. Awkward silence followed.

"I, uhhhhhh..... I'm Will Solace?"

I raised my eyebrow. "You made it sound like a question."

He blushed even more, if that's possible. "I-I uhhhhh...."

I laughed. "I'm kidding. I'm Nico di Angelo. Nice to meet you. Don't try being my friend because I know you'll hate me. It always happens. Everyone will find out I'm gay, then they will hate me, then bully me. I will save you the time. Please go on hating me now."

He blankly stared at me. I stared back, looking unamused.

"Wait, you're gay?"

I rolled my eyes. "That's what I just said." Is this guy really that big of an idiot?

Suddenly, he smiled at me. I had to squint my eyes 'cause his smile was super bright. What is he, a child of a Sun god?!?

"Well, ummmm, I-I'm gay t-too so I will not hate you. Now can I attempt and be your friend?" He pleaded.

I was beyond stunned.

Wait wait wait. So this chick magnet is actually gay? Sweet! I might have a chance with him! No! Bad thoughts! He could never like you.

"Oh really. Hmmmmm...... I guess you can attempt to my friend. On one condition."

He nodded, urging me to go on.

"Don't expect me to hang out often. Deal?"

He grinned. "Deal."

Hmmmmm. Maybe this year won't be that bad after all.

A/N

Holy hdhfbdjdksjdn! 1719 words?!?!? Whaaaat?

Welp, this is the first chapter everyone. I hope you enjoyed it. And yes, I do realize I haven't written past the first period. The rest of the day will be in the next chapter. Most likely.

❤❤❤ Love y'all and have a good rest of your day!❤❤❤

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