Victor was up bright and early, happily dancing along to some song that was currently blasting out of his phone. He didn't need to worry about waking up his parents or his sister, due to his room being spaced out from all of theirs. Oh and the fact that they were probably already up... Victor walked into his bathroom that was apart of his room, happily showering using his strawberry scented shampoo and body wash. He leant out of the shower pausing his music hearing some yells. Not again. Victor sighed and stepped out the shower, listening to the front door slam. It was like this every morning. It had been like this every morning for the past month. Ever since they started going to high school... Victoria seemed to get worse. They were in their second year, sophomore year. But...this was always the same. Victoria had opened up to their mother after she collapsed for the first time, of course she was rushed to the hospital. Victor was pulled out of classes for two days. Everyday there seemed to be a new argument over the smallest of things. Victor didn't understand. Someone dropped a spoon? It was like a bomb had been planted. Someone left a dish in the sink. Oh my god titanic had sunk again.

After making sure that his mother had left to go to work, Victor rushed out of the bathroom and into his room, happily placing his phone down. He dried himself off and sat down, picking up a make-up brush and carefully applying his make up. He wore pink eyeshadow, a blossom pink lipstick. Pulling up his skirt with a happy giggle. Today was a new week! Which meant a slightly shorter skirt. The teachers kept telling him to change back into the correct uniform. He had a skirt that was fine... so every week he changed the length of his skirt, of course he made it shorter. Victor happily did up his trainers, putting on the tie before looking in the mirror and nodding. He grabbed his backpack that had all his books in, happily skipping down the stairs. "Victoria! Let's go!" Victor opened the door, watching his sister walk downstairs slowly before rushing outside and getting into the car.

Once they were at the school Victor seemed to perk up, if he had ears they would probably be sticking up right now. "New people!" Victor cheered. It was like he could sense a new person out of nowhere. Well most of the time he was correct. Victor held Victoria's wrist gently, leading her into the car and waving bye to the driver, rushing over to Noel who he saw waiting with Cain. They had bonded quiet well over the past days, he even got to say hi to Cain! Victor spoke to Noel for a short amount of time, showing the peaches haired male his freshly painted nails with bright eyes. "I decided this week I was going to go with a pale pink, just to match my eyeshadow and lipstick!" Victor told him, he then frowned when he realised Victoria was gone. "Uh oh! Gotta go now, bye bye! See you two later." Victor rushed to the group of girls, looking at Victoria who was struggling to hold it all together. He grabbed her hand sending a sharp glare towards all the girls, before happily skipping away with Victoria, innocently like nothing ever happened. "You know, if they try and pull you away from me again, just call my name. I don't mind not talking to them if you're uncomfortable." Victor hummed, walking to homeroom with Victoria. "Plus, you shouldn't listen to them. All they talk about his how they want to be plastic." He pushed open the door just on time, rushing over to his seat with Victoria. He sat down in the seat he was assigned, his twin was on the right of him; sighing when he heard the bell ring he then looked around the class-...

Victor's breath was taken away. His heart fluttered in his chest. His eyes widened slightly and shone as bright as stars. His cheeks flushed with a dark blush. Who was he?

Victor gazed at the mousy brown haired male, scenarios that only the drama's shown appeared in his head. Like if he dropped a pencil and they went to pick it up, touching hands. Or if he nearly fell down the stairs Avery pulling him back. Maybe when they were in a race and Victor fell over, and Avery picked him up. He rested his head on his hand watching him walk in. The class watching the new student walk in, some of them weren't that curious so they turned back to speak to a few classmates, others not wanting to put too much pressure on the new male and looked down. But Victor couldn't take his eyes off of the male. If this was a cartoon, hearts would appear in his eyes.

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