Just when I think that the day can't get worse i get lost. I crash into a tall boy with black hair and eyeliner. His eyes are really pretty. I think of my own. Green. I feel self conscious just looking at him. " ummn... Excuse me you wouldn't know how to get to art with mrs. Franzic would you?" I ask. The boy smiles. " that's actually my next class."
I end up following him to art.
"I didn't catch your name " he says as we sit down." Juliet." I say. "Gerard." "Well gee, can I call you gee? Your an AMAZING artist. He smiles quickly then dives back into his work. "Yo emo shit!" Says a menicing voice. "Found yourself a girlfriend have you?" The voice taunts. I pretend not to hear them, like I did when my mum and dad were dying in our burning house. I pretended not to see him towering over my dest, like I pretended not to see the dark foggy figure pull the trigger on the gun in there hands that night. I pretended I wasn't there.

Notes

I really hope you like it. Sorry if this was a suckish chapter. XD