TWISTED FATE
Chapter 1.... Newbie days
It was a cold winter afternoon when word about the 'new' kid got around. When he passed, people would whisper and girls whould giggle.
Fonc'e knew he stood out so much because of his white hair, pale complexion and pale grayish- blue eyes.
Some girls at a near by table were loudly talking and gossiping about him. "Is he an albino? His hair is so... white, and he's sitting in the shade." Fonc'e glared.. he hated being called an albino because of his looks. His hair was white and albinos have really pale blonde hair. He wanted to move, but where to? Eyes would follow him everywhere and anywhere.
Fonc'e looked around, feeling alone.. until he caught the glare from a boy a few yards away. His black hair hung straight down in his face covering most of his eyes. His jacket was striped black and green. Fonc'e pulled out a book where he kept his poetry. This would help him ignore the stares. As soon as his pen touched his paper, a shadow was blocking his light. He looked up to see a girl there. "Hi, I'm Stephany!" She smiled in a corny style. "Hehh, I'm Fonc'e... eh- hi.." He hated meeting new people, especially happy giggley ones..
"So.. What do you think?" She tossed her long, dark copper hair over her shoulder. "It's okay." Fonc'e answered. For some reason, Fonc'e wanted to push her away and run... but at the same time.. he was attracted. "Why aren't you with your friends?" Stephany looked around as if waiting to see someone waving. "I don't have andy.. friends. I'm new."
'Well no duh! She knew that propbaly!' Fonc'e thought.
"Come sit with me!" Stephany grabbed Fonc'e's arm and pulled him over to her annoying, giggly friends.. the ones who were gossiping about him. The girls pulled him to sit making him in direct view of that weird guy a few tables away.
"What are you looking at? Sah-mule?" Fonc'e looked at the girl next ot him asking the question. She had short blonde hair and wore a red hoodie. "Samuel?" Is that who the weird kid is? "No, not Samuel. 'Sahh- mu-ell.'" She said the name slowly pronouncing every sylable.
"Why? Do you like- like him?" Said a girl with brown hair sitting across from Fonc'e. "Wha?! HEY! I'm not gay!!" He didn't mean to yell, but he couldn't stand to be judged by strangers. They laughed at him - even Stephany! He couldn't figure out if he was here to make friends or to be ridiculed!
He got up and walked away, ignoring teir appologizies and calls. He was half way to the door when a firm hand grasped Fonc'e's arm. He paused hoping it wasn't a teacher. "You're not gonna let a bunch of girls embarrasse you... are ya?" The voice was deep and quiet.
"Are you going to discriminate me because of my sex?" Fonc'e turned to see who had grabbed him. It was Sah-mule. He was tall compared to Fonc'e and looked as if he could hurt Fonc'e in one hit. He wasn't bulky, but slim with a firm grip. Sah-mule released him. "I'm not judging you, it's just that... girls here..are-." Sah-mule looked away at the table where Stephany sat. "Weird happy- go -lucky girls. Why say anything when you can just walk away?" Fonc'e knew he wanted to do more, but he couldn't. "Here, we can sit over here." Sah-mule grabbed Fonc'e's hand pulling im to a nearby table. This was not what he expected out of a tall almost goth looking guy htat he doesn't even know. "I'm Sah-mule, not-"
"I know, not Samuel. Got it. I'm Fonc'e Bris'e le Couer.: He held out his hand to shake.
"What is that? Spanish?: Sah-mule arched a brow. "Heheh, French.".. 'Oh god! Is it not obvious?!' Fonc'e thought.
Some other girls were gossiping near by again, close enough for Fonc'e to hear.
"Wow, it's a shame the newby is hanging with Sah-mule." One girl glanced over.
"Yeah, but they're both kinda hott. And with them sitting together- heh, it just saves me from craning my neck." The other girl laughed. There was a boy sitting across from them with a straw in his mouth. "Shame, he don't know 'bout Sam. I bet..." One of the girls gasped. "Does that mean that the newbie is also-!"
The bell rung cutting her sentence off. Fonc'e grabbed his things and headed to chemistry.
