T/W/ because people told me to, the word "social" is used

Virgil's POV

I woke up to the sound of my usual alarm, which somehow still manages to both scare and confuse me in the morning even though I've been using the same alarm for the past few years.

Anyway I woke up to my alarm and turned it off. I sighed and stared at the ceiling.

I already picked my outfit for today last night after I spend an hour drawing then panicked because I didn't want to stay up too late because what if I fall asleep in class and get detention on my first day and make a bad first impression and the teacher just knows me as someone who's lazy and falls asleep in class- so I already picked out my outfit (my black hoodie I added purple patches to, my dark purple shirt, black ripped skinny jeans, and my black combat boots with different colors of paint splatters of them)

I dragged myself out of bed and double checked I had everything in my black pin covered backpack that I needed, the only thing that was missing was my sketchbook that I was drawing in the night before.

I slipped my sketchbook into my bag, zipped it up and tossed it onto my bed.

I got dressed grabbed my bag and made my way over to the bathroom. I checked my appearance in the mirror, my purple dyed hair kinda looked like I was electrocuted multiple times.

Once I made my hair look less stupid, added a bit of foundation so I looked a bit less dead, and brushed my teeth. I walked out into the living room and sat down on the couch. No one else is home because their all currently at work. I would've put on more makeup but apparently boys aren't allowed to wear makeup in this school.

I had a few minutes before I needed to start walking to school. I refuse to ride the bus and be surrounded by people who either don't know what deodorant is or practically bathe in cologne (I think I saw someone eating deodorant but let's not talk about that) and I have my drivers license but I told my dads to not even bother getting me my own car, I'm way to anxious to drive.

After a little while of me scrolling through Tumblr my other alarm went off, my alarm that tells me when to leave because I don't trust myself to keep track of time.

Just as I was about to open the door I remembered I would probably die if I didn't bring my headphones so I quickly ran to my room and grabbed my headphones then ran back to the door and began my agonizing walk to hell.

We live close by the school so the walk isn't that long but I'm wearing a hoodie so I'm sweating (which I already despise) and having to put any amount of effort into something so early in the morning puts me in a bad mood.

I slipped my favorite black headphones over my ears and played my 'Its way to early to be alive so here's some music so you don't murder anyone' playlist.

After a short but excruciatingly long walk I made it to the school parking lot. I pulled my phone out of my pocket and double checked the picture I took of my schedule and made sure I read my locker combination correctly and at least knew the general location of my locker.

School started for everyone else a week ago so instead of confused slightly panicked teenagers walking around everyone was just mindlessly walking around like zombies.

I found my locker fairly quickly and completely failed at putting in my locker combination in. I tried again and got it open thankfully.

I grabbed my school books and more importantly my sketchbook then started making my way to my first period.

I walked in a few minutes before class started and looked around the room at my fellow classmates. There were a few kids in the back left corner talking loudly and most likely gossiping about who knows what.

There was a few kids sitting by themselves doing homework or talking to a friend spread around the room, the teacher isn't here currently so no one has acknowledged my presence yet.

No one here really caught my eye or seemed mildly interesting except for one person, they were sitting on the far right side reading. They wore a dark blue polo shirt and tan khaki pants and had simple black glasses, but the thing that stuck out to me the most was the fact that they were wearing a neck tie.

They didn't look like the kind of person who would purposely start a conversation with someone so I sat to their right.

They looked over at me at the sound of me placing my books onto the desk way to loud which also caused a few other people to glance my way. Great.

I saw them start to turn their head in my direction so I took my headphones off so I could at least try to be ever so slightly social.

"You must be the new student." They said, their full attention now on me but still holding their book.

"Uh yeah..." I mumbled back, internally cringing at the way my voice sounded.

"Well, hello then my name is Logan." They said quite robotically.

I hesitated to tell them my name, it's quite odd and I can't be sure how they'll react.

"My name is...Virgil." I said carefully watching their expression.

Their expression oddly didn't change, they just gave a nod and continued reading.

I was just about to pull out my sketchbook and continue my drawing I started last night when I realized something.

"Hey uh Logan, what are your preferred pronouns..?" I asked hesitantly.

They looked back over at me.

"He him, you? He asked.

"Oh uh also he him." I replied way too awkwardly.

He just gave another nod and went back to his book.

I let out a small sigh and opened my sketchbook, put my headphones back on, and got back to my drawing.

A few more people walked into the classroom, most of them talking to friends and being social.

I don't think I'll be the most popular here, I might make a few friends but probably not that many.

But that's something I can worry about later, for now all I want to do is is draw listen to music and forget about the rest of the world.

A/N/ so uh yeah, new story-

ItzPrinceyBitch Is the co-author btw if you didn't see it in the description-