hey peeps. sowwy I just wuv doin this book. yep. okay ima shut up now so you can read! words of wisdom for today: if you don't like something that your dad did for you..... lie your ass off.
Liam's P.O.V.
Ugh. I hate Mondays. My alarm starts beeping and the beeping is driving me so fucking insane I really want smash it with a fucking hammer and- yeah you get the picture.
My Mondays are worse than other people's Mondays.
But mostly just because I have I.E.D. but also because I swear my life is so fucking hard.
I get ready for school and get on the bus. I know my best friend's talking to me but I'm just not listening to him. I nod and say a few "yeah right"'s but my mind is out the window thinking about Stiles.
His face. His nose. His eyes. His moles. His so freaking cute moles. And his lips. Their so soft and pink and with all these thoughts it took me awhile to realize my friend was yelling at me.
Once we got to school I went straight to class. I sat down next to Gracy and she smiled at me.
"Hey Li li," she says sweetly. She was literally the sweetest person I knew.
"Hey Grace," I smile back. I open my bag to get my textbook when I hear slow feet approaching the door.
The scent is sour.
Horrifyingly bad.
I scrunched up my nose and looked up to see black. Totally black. Like freaking fifty shades of black.
I get up completely to see a guy walking into the class room. He's dressed in black jeans, a black shirt, black nails, black spiked hair, black spike earrings in his ears, and black shoes.
Pretty much the only non-black on him were his eyes which were green.
The whole class seemed to stop talking and stare at the guy who walks slowly across the room to an empty seat in the corner.
He stares at something directed my way. And I soon realize he's staring at me. Then the class realizes and now their staring at me too.
And I stare right back looking probably as stupid as possible. But thankfully Mr.Freeman came in and saw the scene. "Okay everyone. Focus I'm here now. I see you've all met our new student Seven," he gestures to the guy in the corner.
Gracy turns around and looks at the guy. "Seven?" she says.
"Seven?" I say chuckling a little with the name.
He looks up and stares at me in particular. "Seven," He says calmly.
But as calm as it was it was just as creepy as his stare. But I just turn around and listen to Mr.Freeman not being happy enough when class finally ends.
I rush out of the room and to my locker, his presence makes me jittery and freaked out. I put my text book in my locker and take out my other book.
I shut my locker only to see Seven leaning against the locker next to mine. I jump back a little. And clutch my heart.
"Jesus Seven. You scared me," I said trying not to look as afraid as I was. His face looks emotionless.
"I noticed," he says back plainly. I nod slowly and try not to make it awkward as I walk in the other direction.
But I can hear footsteps behind me and it makes me way past irritated. I spin around and look at him.
"Okay not to be rude or anything but do you need something?" I say rude none the less.
He just stares at me.
"I need a lot of things Liam. Things you could give me. I need you to give it to me Liam," his words make no sense in my brain.
"Give you what?" I ask him getting more and more curious if this was more than just a weird guy in this messed up town.
He smiles at me and grabs my hand. I get scared for a second when he grabs my wrist and digs one of his suddenly long nails into my skin.
"Relief," It barely grazed it but it did pierce skin and a sudden rush of electricity ran through my arm but it was more excruciatingly painful than death. Well, at least I assume.
I stand in the hall now alone as the pain in my arm gets worse. I groan slightly and look around with blurry vision and my veins are turning black.
The only thing I'm thinking about now is that there's no way this is gonna end well.
CLIFFHANGER!!!!! Yay. hey peeps what up. Drinking some brisk but I'm afraid my bro will steal ot so I'm gonna go protect is so talk to later my little rhino stickers. ;)