If I am ever lucky enough to find love, I hope it's the bittersweet kind…The kind where you can spend years apart and when you come back together all you have to do is un-pause all the emotions left on hold… A love so dramatic both parties would be willing to die for one another. A love tainted by lust and a passion so strong and thick you could drown in it. I want to feel like I'm dying…That's what I want from you.

Bi bi bip! bi bi bip ! bi bi bip ! bi bi….!

I sighed as I turned off the alarm clock on my old cell phone, rubbing my eyes lazily as I noticed the weak light emanating from my window "I don't want to go today…" I thought to myself as I reached for the covers, hiding my face beneath the sheets trying to ignore the numb feeling in my chest, the feeling of emptiness.

"-Silver, you better get out of bed this instant! I'm not letting you skip school again! Stop pretending to be sick!"

Darn it… I sat up slowly onto the bed, combing my hair with my fingers in a vain attempt to tame my messy red locks, what was the point in going to school anyway? My father insisted that I go and make friends, but I would never sink as low as to befriend those simple minded idiots that knew nothing about life, mere sheep following the shepherd that was our society… disgusting.

"-Whatever…" I sled myself out of bed, wearing nothing but the black boxers I usually slept in as I walked up to my closet to pick out a pair of random skinny jeans and a black t-shirt. I threw the slightly wrinkled clothes on (they would iron themselves with my body heat) and headed to the bathroom lazily, still rubbing my swollen eyes.

As I arrived into the said bathroom, I could only gaze in horror at my reflection; my skin was pale and yellowish and my swollen grey eyes were adorned with black circles, I also had a pimple on my chin, and my usually silky straight red hair was a mess: it was great, just great…

I sighed for what had to be around the third time that morning as I popped the nasty zit on my already ugly enough face. I then proceeded to apply some deodorant (it's not because all boys going through puberty smelt like a dead cat that I had to be the same) before plugging in my hair straightener.

Once I was done brushing and straightening my unusually long hair (unusually long for a boy I mean, it was shoulder length after all…) I headed downstairs and into the kitchen, making sure to wear a decent frown; I didn't want him to think I would ever be happy to go to school, especially this early in the morning.

"-oh so you did come down…" Giovanni smiled sheepishly as he looked up from his newspaper and onto his only son, things had been awkward between us ever since I had returned, and puberty was not doing either of us any favors.

"-yeah whatever…where did you put the cereal?" I grumbled as I searched inside a cupboard for the said breakfast material.

"- We ran out yesterday, I think there's another box in the upper cupboard though"

I rose onto my tiptoes as I tried to reach the said cupboard, barely able to snatch a suspicious looking box of frootloops "-Dad, these have been expired for like two years already..." I said, handing the nearly prehistorical box of cereal to my father, who answered me with an apologetic look "-oh I'm sorry…I'll buy some on my way back from work, are these okay?" I sighed for the fourth time, reaching for my school bag and jacket that laid on the couch, exactly where I had left them two days ago "-never mind, I'm going now otherwise I'll end up being late" I then proceeded to put on my old red converse (at least that was their color when I bought them) "-don't you want me to drop you off?.." Great, that stupid father was getting all worried again, "-no need, I rather walk" I lied as I headed out the door of my house, a house that felt so foreign to me it could have been someone else's… but what can I do huh?

I crossed the courtyard and entered the school building, snickers and giggles greeting my entrance as I walked hurriedly to the classroom where my first class was to take place, someone pushing me quite roughly along the way, but I ignored everything; It wasn't worth my time after all. However, I started slowing down as I grew closer to the classroom, a whole pack of high schoolers at its entrance not again…

"-if it isn't the emo boy! How come you didn't show your face for so long?" A pink haired girl snickered while her friends laughed; obviously the whole thing was fun for them, pathetic. I ignored the remark and entered the classroom, dropping my bag on the floor near my seat as I sunk heavily into the wooden chair. It wasn't long before the teacher and the rest of the student's entered as well, and that's how two painfully long hours of biology started.

About after half an hour of class had passed by, a loud knock was heard as a tall golden eyed brunette entered the classroom, completely dismissing a no-longer surprised teacher as he walked to his seat.

"-Goooooold! Seriously you're late again!" the pink haired girl from earlier giggled as he sat on the free seat that was between her and myself, smiling wildly "-well my dear Whitney, there was this cute college girl who needed a ride this morning, who was I to say no?" he answered with a wink as he threw his bag on the floor as I had earlier, the professor no longer bothering to scold the rebellious teenager (even I, who skipped half of the classes knew gold was ALWAYS late) "-So did you get this chicks number lover boy?" a blue haired girl with twin tails in the seat behind him continued , at this point I was just scribbling away in my textbook a few seats away, trying hard to ignore their conversation, but they were so loud!

Gold nodded vigorously "- I am the hottest stuff in town after all, how could she ever not give me her number?" what a douche I thought to myself as I doodled a weasel in the corner of my page, determined not to look in their direction.

"-her name was Blue if I recall…she had a nice pair too, if you know what I mean!" he laughed with the two girls and the whole class laughed along as well, but I just froze

"-What did you just say…?" the class went silent, everyone was staring at me as if they were witnessing a miracle, I mean, I know I didn't talk much but really?

"-so the redhead does like boobs! And here we thought you were just some gay emo!" the brunette responded as the whole class recovered from its mute, laughing at his comment

"-I was talking about the name…Blue you said she was?" I replied, my eyes still focused on my textbook even though my hands were no longer moving.

He smirked as he answered "-yeah, about 1.65, probably a C cup, long brown hair, long legs, blue eyes… but a total slut if you ask me, I bet I could get her in bed in no time! Why do you know her?"

I took in a deep breath, trying my best to keep my cool "-actually I do, and I would rather you not talk about her as if she was a mere piece of meat" some "uuuhhh's" and whistles arose in the class, only to be silenced by the teacher who was growing more and more desperate.

Yet, I could see Gold from the corner of my eye leaning in my direction, his face uncomfortably close to mine as he whispered into my ear

"-oh I'm sorry, did you want to bang her instead?" I could hear the mocking tone in his voice as a shiver ran down my spine, and that was the straw that broke the camel's back; I slapped him. I know it sounds girly to say it like that, but there was really no space to punch him appropriately (and let's be honest, he was way bigger and stronger than me) yet I had the satisfaction of catching him off guard seeing his expression: he was staring at me with wide eyes, a hand on his now reddened cheek.

"-She is like family to me, so you should learn to keep it in your pants, you disgusting monkey…".

Before the still-in-shock class or even the professor could say anything, I raised from my seat grabbing my bag and pushing my textbook and pencil back into it during the process, before heading towards the door and leaving the classroom in a rush.

Midway through the corridor my emotions caught up with me, and I started crying.

Who did that idiot think he was…?

I sat on the rooftop with my head resting on my knees, my arms wrapped around them tightly, it didn't really matter that I looked pathetic, after all nobody would be here to see me…or so I thought, as I heard some light footsteps heading my direction, the door to the rooftop slamming closed a few meters behind me "-there you are!" I tensed as I recognized his voice, oh god this must be a joke!

I slowly got up onto my feet, turning around to face the taller teenager, he must be mad at me for slapping him and now he wants' to beat me up…I thought to myself, to be honest I wasn't scared at all, physical pain was only temporary, it didn't matter, plus It was something to be expected. What I didn't expect however was the words that would follow "-I'm sorry for what I said earlier" his gold eyes were gazing right into mine, and as I felt my face turn hot I actually understood for a second why so many girls would fall for such a jerk

"-tche, you're just an idiot, it's not like anything you actually say could hurt me" lies, it had hurt me a lot more than I'd ever like to admit.

"-okay, I guess that makes me feel a bit better!" he laughed; I had never noticed how the corner of his eyes wrinkled when he laughed.

"Really though I'm sorry …It was a joke but I went a bit too far…"

"-whatever…" I turned around, facing the courtyard afraid that he would notice my red and swollen eyes, noticing that I had been crying.

"-well…see you later I guess" was he embarrassed? I felt like asking, but I said nothing and instead continued to stare at the courtyard, as if it had somehow become very interesting.

After a few minutes I heard his footsteps turn to leave towards the door "-bye…" I whispered, more for myself than for him "-bye!" he said, before I heard the door slam behind him. His voice was annoyingly cheerful.

Did he hear me…? I asked myself as I waited to go home.

A/N: Hi! I hope you liked my story, to be honest it's the first time I ever tried writing fanfiction, and even though english is my native language I didn't go to school in an english speaking country, so excuse me if it's a bit rusty! I would appreciate some feedback and crtique on my work please, so I can improve :) have a nice day!

PS: to all you desperate teenagers; it does get better!

xoxo