Jonathan POV
I stare out my side of the car window in the front seat as my mom pulls into the drive way. "We're here, honey." She said quietly. She grabbed her purse, exiting the car and walking inside while I just sat and stared at the house. It was only 2 story's so I guess more guest rooms. I pull my hood up and get out of the car, pulling my backpack strap over my shoulder as I exit. I sigh and look back at the road and the ridding sun. "Schools about to start." I mumbled to myself as I saw my mom come out of the house with a price of toast. "Now, make friends and behave. And think positive!" She tried smiling but on the inside I knew she was hurt. I smiled back and walked along the sidewalk, toward my new high school.

Once I got at least a couple houses away, I reached into my bag and pulled out my hockey mask. The school had a free dress code, so that means some of the girls are gonna dress like sluts. I said some. Once it's on I pull my hoodie down to not draw attention to myself, though the hockey mask alone already does that. I see my school not far from where I am so I pull out my phone and plug in my ear buds. I click on YouTube and watched Vanoss. His videos made me laugh every time as he trolled someone. I wish I could meet him, or be with him. If I didn't tell you then, I'm telling you now, I'm Bi. That means Bisexual, liking girls and guys.

I look at the top right corner that said sign in and I thought of how cool it would be to start a YouTube channel. Doing Vlogs about school, friends, and just vacations. I heard YouTube pays if you do your job right. I walk through the front doors and I was right, girls are wearing above stomach tank tops. I sigh and take out my ear buds, while going to the office. I walk in and I guess the free dress code goes for teachers too cause this girls hair was purple and blue, mostly purple. "What can I help you with?" She asked in a polite tone, even though it's Monday. "Um, My name is Jonathan. Jonathan Denis, I'm new so I came to get my schedule." I said and she typed on her computer. She smiled and rolled in her chair over to the printer. She pulled out the sheet and handed it to me.
"Enjoy class, Mr. Denis."
"Thank you, Miss?"
"Mrs. Quake."

She smiled at me and I smiled back. I walked to the exit and made my way to my new locker. As I walked by, I saw a group of boys laughing and talking. The one they were all chatting with the most was a buff dude with shades, red jacket, black jeans and sneakers, and a Mohawk. He was hot, very hot. As I stepped by, I guess he noticed my cause he bumped one of the boys arms and they stopped laughing and just stared. The buff one was watching my every move and moved his head as if there was a crack in my mask of which he could see my face.

I walked to my locker which wasn't very far from them so I had to hurry, I didn't want to have a little chit chat with them. "Hey." I heard a boy say behind me. To late. I turned from opening my locker to him, and it was leather jacket. "Hi." I said back and turned my attention back to the stupid locker. "Need help?" He asked and I nodded. He reached over and banged his fist on it twice, opening it. "Thanks." I said and started unloading my backpack. "So, you new here?" He asked and I hummed a yes. "What's your name?" He asked and I smiled under my mask. "Well what's your name?" "I asked you first." "But I wanna know." I said and he laughed. "Evan, but you can call me Vanoss." He said and my jaw dropped, thank god for the mask. "hey, you okay?" "Huh? Oh, yeah I am. Just lost in thought. My names Jonathan or Jon but you can call me Delirious." I said and I held out my hand which he took. His hands were so soft and warm that I could just hold them all day. Apparently we had the same idea, cause we just stopped shaking hands and looked at each other's hands. One of his friends walking over to us, caused us to let go.

Before Vanoss left he tapped on my shoulder, I turn and he shoves something in my pocket. "Call me, we can play games sometime." He said and waved bye as he went to class. I pulled out the paper he stuffed in my pocket, studying his number like it will be on an Exam. My heart fluttered as I thought about him holding my hand again, and my cheeks got red as I thought if he would kiss me. I wish I could stop thinking about him but how could I not recognize him? I saw his face reveal like a ton of times! He was just so hot and buff that if you were to even be friends with him, or hold his hand, you would fall for him like a tree going down. He was just that hot. I probably shouldn't think about this, he's probably straight and has a girlfriend.
'But what about that holding hand moment?'

'He was probably just staring at my hand thinking "Ok you can let go now."'

I kept repeating that in my head to convince myself. So far my head was convinced but my heart just kept along it think back to our hands. Honestly, how am I supposed to make friends when I can't even get along with myself? I can't even convince myself that the mighty Vanoss doesn't like me!