Chapter One | Old Friend, New Buddy

Listen to I'm An Albatroz by Aron Chupa

No fall in love with the picture of Cole Ruen

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"Bye," I waved at my self centered brother. He waved, not taking his eyes off his car mirror. He ran his fingers through his dark hair and checked himself out. His eyes were squinted slightly, making the light touch it in the right ways. He's quite attractive if you ask me.

I rolled my eyes with a smirk on my face and walked into the school, putting my hoodie over my head. An easy tactic that the even the amateurs know it, basic. Luckily, there was nobody coming in at that time so I didn't have to suffocate to death.

My lungs wouldn't be able to take the force.

I walked down the crowded halls, hearing a spur of voices as I passed. I was easily not noticed, my presence is so small. That changed once a loud voice boomed my name. "Sian!" Someone screamed. I pulled my hoodie forward, hoping for that yell to sink in my brain and dissipate.

It did not.

"Sian!" The voice yelled once again, coming closer. I could hear small murmurs of my name in the crowd. Someone please give me a hole to bury myself in. I ripped my eyes from the ground and looked up at the excited boy. His hair was messier than usual and his grin went from ear to ear.

I kept my eyes on his blue ones, curious at what he was summoning me for. Clearly, it had to be important enough for you to yell my name out in public. Sure to bring down your popularity levels by a hundred percent.

"What is it?" I mumbled with a slight growl. My voice was low and raspy, sounding like I was dying. He smiled even more, causing me to go slightly blind. He looked like a kid that finally saw Micky mouse in real life. Lucky him.

"Nothing, I just wanted to say good morning!" He chuckled, pulling down my hood and ruffling my mess of hair. He's going to pay for that. He's going to pay for that quite shortly. "Okay," I said nonchalantly, and walked away. I didn't even look back to see if he followed, I just want to get to Homeroom.

"Wait a second," Cole grabbed my arm, sending shocks all over my weak body. I turned to look at his annoying face. His face was full of sadness and it seemed as if he was hurting inside. "What is it?" I asked with a little sympathy. He smiled and let go of my arm.

"Are you free after school?" He asked. I sighed. Why is he asking me this? Well, it's not like I don't have things to do. I'm quite busy when I get home. The daily routine. Sleep, eat, draw, sleep.

It's a clean and healthy schedule.

"Yes," I said, slapping myself mentally in the face. I guess deep inside of me, I wanted to hang out with this guy. I want to get to know him. But that's it. Nothing else.

I get to know him and nothing else happens. No friendship, no stuff.

His face washed over with relief and happiness. His eyebrows in unwrinkled and he flashed me a toothy grin. He slowly closed his eyes and placed his hands on his hips in accomplishment. "I'll be waiting, my blue bird." He chirped.

I groaned and rolled my eyes. Now he has a nickname for me, great. How long is he going to stay? I don't want him to have a list of different names for me. That's just creepy and plain weird. It's an adversity, that's what it is. Just and adversity. A horrible, vile adversity.

I scoffed and continued walking down the hall, caught up in my own thinking.

I did the usual routine to get to Homeroom; hide, get into class, be invisible. That routine went well since I got to class without saying a word. I sat calmly in my seat and started drawing away.

Suddenly, my mind got covered in blue. A light crystal blue. It was all I could see. I felt warmth in it. I calmed me down a little bit in my drawing as I could feel the strokes of the led pencil on the paper. I was relaxed. And now I have the sudden need to paint.

Why blue? Why is this color reassuring me? I don't know why but I...like it. It feels like a hug, something I've been missing.

Wait a second...how does Cole know my name!? I never told him! Did he ask? Or hear people say it!? Wait, that last one isn't possible. No one barely says my name. Cole is a hedonist. He's probably impetuous too, seeing the way he grabbed my arm.

I snapped out of my irrational thoughts as the Homeroom teacher, Mrs.Hatch, walked in. Her heels tapped on the tiled floor, making a catchy beat. She stopped at her desk in the front and wore a large smile on her face. It made wrinkles on the end of her blue eyes and her cheeks. Her glossy lips shined as she started to speak.

"Today, we have a new student." She said happily. Maybe to happy for my tastes. She lifted her jet black glasses and sat in her grey spinning chair. "His name is Wrey, he's transferring from Hills High school. Please welcome him." She said in a soft, singsong voice. It's like she fell in love with the way she it rolled off her tongue.

The wooden door opened, there stood none other than Wrey Gavin. My best friend.

I stared at him, baffled. He was all the same. His blonde hair was messy and poorly brushed, it still made him look good. His navy blue eyes were wide and full of sagacity. That would totally fool you though, this guy is as dumb as it gets when it comes to real life situations. His large figure was hard not to notice.

He scanned the room, as if he was in search for someone. He looked around until his gaze fell on me. I averted my gaze. I could hear a small chuckle escape from his lips as I turned to the window, putting my hoodie back on.

I can't believe it.

He recognized me.

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