Basically, the same old love triangle. I disapprove of yaoi, but this came to my head anyway. Human high school AU (which I also disapprove of: the human part, that is).
I walked up the hill to the front of my high school and sighed. The second the first bell rings, I leave behind yet another summer. It's melancholic, but oh well. Time moves on, but it feels like I keep getting left behind.
A chill morning breeze blew between the trees as I took my place under the lamppost, waiting for my friends to show up. By that I mean, my new friends. I had little in the way of friends. Ever since Gilbert came into his popularity, I haven't been hanging out with many people. Well, actually any people, with the exception of Carlos.
"Hey," I heard. I looked up, just to see who was talking to who. And I received a bit of a shock. Alfred Jones. Hand raised in a wave. Looking right at me.
I know I sound like a teenage girl, but...
Okay, let me just stress to you how important this was. I'm practically invisible. To everyone. Do you know how bad my attendance record is? And this is Alfred: captain of the football team, thinks he's as cool as they come (though Gilbert disagrees) and is pretty much the most popular kid on campus. Not bad looking either. And...I'll confess I have a bit of a crush on him.
So, this is a big deal for me.
I looked behind me to see who he was talking to. It can't possibly be me. He can't even see me, I'll bet.
"Yo, Matt." I looked back. He waved again. I bashfully waved back, not meeting his eyes. He smiled. My heart skipped a beat. Then he yelled out, "Hey, Artie!" no longer looking anywhere in my direction. I watched him chase after his friend, feeling my heart rate slowly return to normal.
He saw me...
The bell went off. I got up, still light in my chest, and proceeded to my homeroom. I woke up this morning with a heavy weight, which abruptly disappeared...but I had a feeling it would be back before long. No stopping this year now.
This is so f*cking cheesy.
And much shorter than I would have liked, but oh well. And I didn't want that last part, but otherwise it sounded like it was the end. Well, far from it, my readers! So, if you like, disregard the last part: it won't change anything. I'll be here, pretending it doesn't exist.
Anyone want more of this? Let me know! I have an idea of where I want to go, but will probably be looking for suggestions in a few chapters.
(edit: I forgot to mention Carlos = Cuba. In case no one figured that out)