*Clairs .P.OV.*

It's been a few months since my senior year started and honestly nothing all that interesting has happened. Honestly I just try to stay invisible, its better that way- easier to stay out of trouble. My mind begins flashing back to all the taunting and the jeers that those people put me through when I came out.  'Yeah it's better not to be seen or heard' I think.  My eyes shoot open as I realize I feel way too rested and I grab my phone that is laying on my nightstand- the clock reads 8:26 AM... "SHIT I'M LATE". Class starts at 8:30 AM and I was still in my bed with my pyjamas on, hair in one giant knot, and crust in my eyes. I quickly get up and throw on some light blue jeans, a pink crop top, a cardigan and my feather earrings and then bolt to the bathroom to do some damage control for my hair and face. After hastily fixing my hair into a messy braid, brushing my teeth and washing my face, I grab my keys and run downstairs. Mom tries to get me to sit down and eat breakfast but theres no time and I get away with grabbing some toast with peanut butter on it. After I scarf that down I chuck my bag over my shoulder and bolt to the garage. 

After ignoring every traffic law there is I make it to school at 8:48 AM. I hate going into class late, not because i'm studious or anything...I just don't like being stared at like I glow in the god damn dark. I walk up to my classroom and try the doorknob only to discover that its locked... Great. I knock at the door and hear the professor's words come to a halt, and then she came to the door and let me walk in. Just as I was on my way to my desk Ms. Ricker asks "Do you have a late slip Claire?". I obviously don't have a stupid friggen late slip. If I did don't you think I woulda given it to ya? "No I don't" I say in the loudest voice I can manage while being stared at by the whole class. "Well you need to go get one before you go sit down" she says all too happily. See there are two reasons why this is stupid- one, I am already in the classroom, and two it'll make me more late if you make me walk all the way back down to the office. "Ms, i'm already here...can't you ju-" is all I can get out before she says "No exceptions Claire! Go on" with her stupid smile. I walk out of the classroom and head down to the office to get the late slip.

When I open the office door I see someone there at the front desk talking to one of the receptionists. When they hear the door creek they turn around and I get a full view of them. They are tall with short curly hair and light brown eyes that look like they would pierce my soul if they stared at me long enough. Their skin was dark brown and their lips were big and..lips? THEIR LIPS?! I snapped out of it and tried to form words. "Uhm i- late..Ms.Ricker..Slip" I say confidently. The receptionist raises an eyebrow. Suddenly a burst of laughter spouts out from that persons mouth. "PFFT what was that!? Are you on drugs or something? Haha" they say as they continue to laugh out loud. I turn beat red when I realize what just happened and cover my face with my hands. I want to cry, I should have just stayed home today. The laughing abruptly stops and I feel hands on my wrists gently pulling my hands from my face. I see that person looking down at me with their hands still holing my arms. Their fingers were covered in bulky silver rings and they held my arms with ease. "Hey..i'm sorry I didn't mean to make you feel bad or anything- sorry. I just found it kinda funny when you- PFT" they say, now holding back from laughing again. "Sorry to interrupt your flirting and whatnot but what exactly was it that you needed?" the receptionist pipes up. I blush more if that is even humanely possible and rip my arms away from their hands. "OH! Sorry I need a late slip" I squeak. She rips off a slip of paper from a roll under her desk, writes the time, then signs it and hands it to me. I thank her and then head towards the door. Right before I go to pull it open a hand appears above my head and pushes the door back shut. "Hey I didn't get your name" they say leaning right above me. "C-c-claire!" I yell out for some reason. "Claire huh...your pretty interesting~ we should get to know each other bette-" they say before getting cut off. "AHEM! Please come here so we can finish your time table" the receptionist says. "Aye aye captain" they say before backing away from me and nonchalantly walking back towards the front desk. I stare at them baffled by this experience. "Like a deer in the headlights" they say and wink at me. I turn so red that my ears are hot and run out of the office. 'Who the hell was that!?' I think.

*Luxes .P.O.V.*

I'm bored. Lately it seems like everything is boring. First my parents move me to a different school and now I just have to deal with it. I know they were trying to do whats best but it's not even my fault that I got into all those fights in the first place. Kids are assholes, and I am not responsible for holding back or tolerating anyones BS. I've always been quiet, spoke my mind when I wanted to and just gone with the the flow, I don't plan on changing. How anyone else feels about what I think or say isn't my problem. At this point I just want something to happen..Anything. I've been talking to this lady to figure out what classes i'm taking, what classes I like and dislike...UGHHHH SO BORING. All of a sudden I hear a creek at the door and turn around to see this girl staring back at me. She is short with green eyes, pale white skin, and curly blondish brownish hair braided to the side. The way she looked at me immediately reminded me of how deers look- kinda skittish and innocent you know? She stares at me for a while and looks me up and down. She suddenly snaps out of the daze she was in and confidently says "uhm i- late..Ms.Ricker..Slip". There is a ten second silence, I swear you could hear a pin drop. 'what did she just say' I think before I burst into uncontrollable laughter. This is the most action thats happened all day and I think that made it ten times funnier to me. As I laugh I see her cover her face with her hands- her fingertips and ears were red. I stop laughing. 'Shit did I make her cry?'. I walk up to her and move her hands from her face expecting to see tears but instead she looked up at me with those big green eyes- face red, flustered, and a little pissed off-  I like that expression a lot more than I should. I attempt to apologize because I genuinely didn't mean to hurt anyones feelings but I almost started laughing again mid-apology. The receptionist kills the moment and the girl turns even more red and pulls her hands away from mine. She gets what she came to the office for and walks towards the door. I don't want this entertainment to walk away just like that, I want to see that expression again...Without thinking I push the door shut and lean over her with my arm extended and my hand a bit above her head. I ask her for her name and she barely manages to get it out. She's making that cute embarrassed face again. "Claire huh...your pretty interesting~ we should get to know each other bette-" I start before the receptionist interrupts me and kills the mood-AGAIN. "Please come here so we can finish your time table" she says and I walk back to her desk like nothing happened.  I turn around to see Claire sanding there, most likely trying to process what just happened. She looks up at me again and I say "like a deer in the headlights" and wink at her for dramatic effect. Her face suddenly looks like it's going to catch fire and she runs away. That face of hers doesn't get old huh...she's quite the interesting one...Claire.

*Authors Note*

Hows that for a first chapter? Honestly I haven't written anything like this in a lot of years so I might be a little rusty but i'll get better as the story progresses. The characters are based of of real people that I know but i'm pulling these stories/scenarios out of my ass so feel free to comment any recommendations on how/where you want the story to go!