Bleed In Black And White

Trace Out The Heart

"Okay well off to the back for us" Chris said

"It's the best place cause I can listen to music and not get caught" I said truthfully

"Yeah and you can put your guitar in the back corner" he said kneeing the case in my hand

"Okay and uhh Josh told me you guys have a band, he invited me to practise, that okay with you?" I asked

"That's cool, he also tell you we need a rhythm guitarist?" He asked with a smile

"Yeah he did" he replied

"So you wanna fill that position?" He asked

"Sounds good, what kind of music you guys play?" I asked walking inside the class room

"Good music and watch your feet" Chris replied. I immediately looked at the ground and was literally about to be tripped up by a guy with shabby blonde hair and green eyes.

"Oops you shouldn't put your feet there" I said jumping on his foot. He shrieked in pain and pulled his foot back under the table. I smirked and continued towards the back of the room

"That. Was. Great." Chris laughed as I rested my guitar in the corner

"What was?" I asked turning to face him

"You 'shouldn't put your feet there' stomp" he laughed stomping his feet on the floor.

"Well he shouldn't, someone could trip!" I said louder so I know he would hear me. He turned round and sent me a death glare. I smirked and sat down next to Chris.

"Well my class just got one hundred times more interesting" Chris laughed

I smirked and the teacher walked in

"Hello class so some of you might have seen our new student right at the back there, please stand up Ricky Olson" she said

"I prefer Ricky Horror" I corrected standing up and doing a little wave to the whole class

"Fag" I heard someone mutter

"I may be a fag but I don't fight like one" I said to him and I knew I had a smile on my face. I sat back down and Chris was trying his hardest not to laugh

"I can almost feel you about to explode" I commented with a smile

"Don't make me laugh, she hates laughter" Chris said weekly

"Really?" I asked with a cheeky smile

"What ever your thinking, don't." Chris said sternly

"What? I'm not thinking anything" I said innocently

He gave me a 'your not fooling me' kinda look and I smirked

"Right students, Mr 'Horror' my name is Mrs. Andrews and you will need someone to show you round today so you can have...." She looked round the class room

"Chris" I spoke up

"Umm sure Chris" she said and I sighed in relief

"Well here is a blank blue book, that's for English. A blank yellow book, that's for Math. A blank white book, that's for Music. A purple book, that's for history and three red books, one for physics, one for biology and one for chemistry" she said handing me all the books

"Thanks" I said writing my name on them all

"This is your school diary, this is for homework and tests or exams" she said handing me a dull black and white diary

"This will be coloured by the end of the day" I laughed to Chris

"Mr Horror, these diaries are to be kept clean and presentable" she said, not like I cared

"If these need to be kept clean you best not give me one" I laughed

"Oh I'm sure i'll be taking it soon, to write a bad in" she threatened

"Ohh a bad oh god please no" I said faking fear

She rolled her eyes and walked back to the front of the class.

"She already hates you" Chris laughed

I shrugged my shoulders

"Couldn't find a fuck to give" I said honestly. Chris laughed again. I love his laugh, its adorable. Shut.Up.Ricky.

I mentally slapped myself and starred out the window.

"Hey Ricky, it's a good thing you got your guitar because we got music third" Chris said like he just remembered

"Oh do I need a time table by the way?" I asked resting my feet on the chair next to me

"Umm it's in the back of your diary" he said grabbing my diary of the table and flicking it to the very last page. He pointed at it and I looked at my lessons for the day.

"Do you two want to discuss whatever it is your talking about with the rest of the class?" The teacher shouted at us

"Nah I'm good" I said chilled out

"Well then be quiet" she said sternly

"Who pissed in her cornflakes?" I whispered to Chris and that just did it, he burst out laughing.

"CHRIS!" The teacher screamed

"Mrs. It wasn't him, it was me" I said

"Well since your new i'll let it slide, not next time though" she warned, I just chuckled.

This lesson was meant to be English and we were learning about proper story writing and comma's and all this other crap that I had no interest in.