High school AU

Virgil's POV

I hate high school. That really won't come as a surprise to anyone if you looked around this place. You had the Jocks: the 'to cool for school' motto and super dumb, mindless idiots. You had the Preps: rich, popular and fanciful ones. The nerds: the smartest and very pedantic ones. The musicians: the ones who can't seem to stop making noise with any instrument, even a clicking of fingers. We have the theatre geeks: always singing or humming and being dramatic. Then we have the emo's. Well I might be the only one. I think. But when I say emo, I don't mean quiet, shy and moody dark teens, I mean, sure... dark teens sums it up but I'm only quiet because you don't plan a murder out loud. Joking, I'm quiet because I don't like to get involved with anything. Shy and moody? More like 'have any interaction with me I will make you mentally cry'. My friend Logan was a nerd, we met on the first year when we were forced to get to know someone and he was in one corner and me in another, despising the idea of talking to people. He doesn't understand emotions, but me? I feel almost every emotion? 'almost every'? I feel everything but love.

I opened my locker to put my bag in. But before I did I looked around for my friend. Not being able to see him I slam my locker and put the pin in. I walked along the corridor till I got to the first class of the day. I walked in and sat at the back in the corner and pulled some paper of the chest of draws next to me. I started to draw a forest where you couldn't see out of it, I then drew a shadow creeping out behind a tree and his eyes were probably the only pure white part of the sheet, the rest was black grey and just shading. The bell had rung just before I finished it. How early was I?

"Hey, did you draw that?" I ignored whoever was talking because who would want to talk to me, but I looked up to see who it was as I didn't recognise the voice or when they entered.

"I'm... sorry, you talking to me?" I asked, raising my eyebrows with surprise to see a boy staring at me while leaning on the desk to my left. He nodded rapidly, he was about to open his mouth to speak but Logan walked in and started speaking.

"Virgil! I've looked everywhere for you, how long have you been here?" he walked up to my desk that's when he noticed the kid next to me, lent on the desk with his hands supporting him up. "Salutations, I'm Logan, you must be the new student?" he held out his hand which the new kid kindly shook.

"Roman. the pleasure is all mine!" he let go of Logan's hand and looked at me. "and you are?"

"A complete no-one! Now back off." I hissed, he seemed taken back before giving a slight giggle.

"Feisty, aren't you." This kid was strange: he had this British yet still American ascent and seemed to wear a lot of white, red and gold. By gold, I mean the colour and not actual gold like around his neck or anything. His hair looked like fluffy, bouncy, melted chocolate; maybe even the foam bubbles on hot chocolate. He was attractive, but I don't go by looks when it comes to my attraction. I made a clicking noise with my tongue before going back to my drawing.

"His name is Virgil, and also you must meet Patton!" as if on cue, Patton ran in and grabbed onto Logan's arm and bounced.

"Logi, I saw the cutest cat ever! But I didn't stroke it, coming into school with a small allergic reaction would be bad!" Logan introduced Patton to Roman while I searched my bag. Once I found what I was searching for, I stood up and strode towards Patton. This action caused them to stop and look at me, I pocked Patton's nose and he giggled, once I removed my finger and put my hands in my pockets, on Patton's nose, was a glittery, blue, star sticker. He gave me the most warmest smile and his eyes were filled with care.

(time skip to after class)

Roman's POV

Class went by quickly, the teacher said I didn't have to do anything as that next lesson, they we would we starting a new topic. Other than that, I enjoyed the lesson and for some strange reason, I couldn't keep my eyes off Virgil, who was sat next to me on my right. There was something about him that I found quite strange but couldn't place. His hair was like dark chocolate and it was amazing how straight it was and I loved how it would fall over his hazel eyes. His skin was a ghostly pale, but still able to see the warm blood in his cheeks. But I felt like there was more to him than meets the eye. His voice was deep but matched his façade quite well. He has the same class as me so we are walking side by side down the hall, yet again, I couldn't help but look at him.

"Virgil?" he hummed as an answer as we continued down the corridor, "You don't seem very... fond of me? Do I make you unconfutable?" At my statement, he stopped and dragged us to a little opening so we could see each other better.

"Roman, It's not you! Ok? I don't mean to be rude, but I am not good with people and hate talking or physical contact unless I know the person well. And the only reason I'm talking so much is because I feel bad for the way I treated you."

"Virgil! It's ok. I just wanted to know."

"No! I'm such a horrible person. I'm sorry!"

"Virgil!" I gripped his shoulders and he looked right at me and my breath hitched. I took a deep breath, before saying, "Calm down, okay? How about we talk about this after class?" he nodded so I dropped my arms to my side. He gave me a small smile to which I gave back with a bigger smile.

(another time skip)

Roman's POV again

I'm back home now. I had talked to Virgil, but he didn't give me much to go on to why he finds talking to people hard, but I still understand enough to not question it. I had thoughts of him running through my head like a treadmill. The way he looked at me with mixed emotions in his amazing brown crystal eyes was extraordinary. When he looked at me, the most I saw was trust but also mixed with fear. I didn't question it, but it bothered me.

Virgil's POV

I returned home and headed straight to my room to avoid the usual talk to my parents. Roman popped up in my mind once again and it confused me why. I trust him for some reason, it took me at least a week to trust Patton and a few days to trust Logan, but here I am with Roman, and it only took a hour or two. What happens if I get to attached. Logan seemed quite 'to himself' so I knew I could trust him, Patton was hard with secrets but he gained trust by helping me with a panic attack. Roman did nothing but sit there look pretty while me and the others talked... did I just call him pretty.

You have a message from an unknown number.

I look at the open screen and in big it says 'Unknown Number. Block? Report Spam? Read message?' I clicked read message to find it from Roman.

?: Hey Virgil? It's Roman. your probably wondering how I got your number but I asked Patton if I could have it. Is that ok with you?

V: yeah its fine.

R: Good. What are you put too?

V: nothing much u?

R: Same. I am so bored. Do you wanna play a game? Truth or dare? 2 truths and a lie? guess the song title/ next line?

V: 2 truths & a lie... it sounds fun. you go first though.

R: ok. I have 3 sisters, I love acting and my middle name is Max.

V: ur middle is max is da lie because u don't have a middle name.

R: Yeah, I have a bottle of Pepsi max on my desk. Now you.

V: I am an artist. I'm emo and I sleep a lot.

R: That's hard, emo is truth though... unless your goth. idk.

V: I don't sleep much and yes I'm emo. because u didn't get it, I get another one. I'm gay, I'm bisexual, and Patton gives me more hugs than anyone else.

R: ...the lie is... that your... gay?

V: nope, Patton is only aloud to hug me on a Monday and Friday.

R: 1) why Monday and Friday. 2) how are you gay and bisexual?

V: 1)Monday because he wouldn't have seen me over the weekend and Friday because its last day of school. 2) I'm bi but... I like men more... if that makes sense?

R: total sense. I have to go. My sisters are begging me to play with them.

V: aww so sweet. how old are they?

R: 7, 9 and 12. now I really have to go. sorry Virge, I'll talk to you later.

I laugh and put my phone down. I'm laying on my bed and smiling to myself, what is wrong with me?

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Hiylo Demons. so I may do a pt2 if I get enough inspiration for this chapter. I will take requests:

Just give me some sort of idea you get or give me a song and I will try make a story out of it. C Y'all Demons!!!!!!!!!!!!!