Why Do I Try Anymore...

Chapter 2-First Day

(Thomas' POV)

I walked into school excited for this year, I was a senior! Finally I get to be a cool kid! But I am kinda nervous to see what classes I have, but also excited-nervoucited? 

I laughed a bit out loud automatically stopping looking around to see if there were people looking at me, I chuckled again. I then looked at my watch and realized it was 7:30! I was gonna be late for assembly, I started running to school. 

Time Skip: 1 hour later

I walked out of assembly and Ms. Patterson, my English teacher from last year, handed me my schedule as I smiled at her. HECK YEAH! I HAVE MUSICAL THEATER FIRST! It's gonna be a great start to the day, me with all of my theater crew, since the only people aloud in that class are seniors, this year is going to be great! 

When I walked in I saw a few of my friends, Alex, Ford, Anthony, Gwen, and Kay. But I also saw someone I didn't know, he was talking to Ford but Ford didn't seem that well, happy about it. I also saw Remy who was our resident stage manager, he had his Starbucks in hand like usual and I heard the director say, "Remember, no sunglasses inside" he took his sunglasses off revealing his eyes which their other friend Emile referred to as, 'a deep brown that you could get lost in, like Aang's eyes from Avatar'. 

I then sat down next to Alex, she looked a lot different than she did last year her skin was clear, she had light brown hair that went to her jawline, she had a bit of mascara on that brought out the touch of grey in her eyes which I always thought was really cool and she had two little strands in the front of her head that were bleached. She smiled at me but then kept reading her book, "Whacha reading?" I asked, she replied, "A book called Ruined, its actually very interesting" "Oh, cool." 

Then our teacher, Mr. Will, started talking and everyone stopped and sat up to look at him, he said "Ok, class, I know you've noticed someone new in our class, his name is Roman, he is a freshman and-" before Mr. Will could finish everyone including me gasped, it wasn't normal for someone who wasn't a senior to be in this class, especially someone who was a freshman, everyone else seemed a bit mad but I was intrigued, Mr. Will continued, "and I know it isn't normal but it's been done before and I thought it would switch things up besides, he's good, and this is only high school so you don't need to worry that much, I'll give you the rest of this class period, which is now 20 minutes to get to know him. I will be working on finding a script for us to do tomorrow" 

Everyone looked at Roman who was sitting on the second row of the risers we had in the black box. "Well hi, I'm Roman as you of course heard and my pronouns are he/him", his voice was odd he had a sort of accent which was a bit odd but not too much so, he seemed to be about 5 foot something, he had light brown skin with a few freckles and a bit of blush on his nose and cheeks, he had almond colored eyes and curly reddish brown hair that looks like it would be a pain to brush and style. 

"Dude, why the heck do you have an accent" Anthony pointed out, everyone nodded in agreement like they wanted to know also "I don't know what you mean, I can't really hear it myself" Roman said honestly, they all kinda seemed like they didn't believe him but just took the answer and brushed it off. "Well welcome to the group!" I said cheerfully, "Oh, thank you" he replied, everyone gave me a death glare.

I thought we were supposed to be accepting, this is theater after all.

Time Skip: About 15 Minutes Later

My next class was science so I went to the other building through the courtyard and went upstairs trying to find room 213 which was where my science class was. My hair was slipping in front of my face and it was getting annoying so i decided to go to the restroom and use some water to slick it back. 

When I got in there though I could hear someone crying in a stall, all I could see was their pair of completely black vans and a cuff on some black jeans. "Hey, are you ok?" I asked. I heard them falling backwards at the sudden noise. "Sorry if I scared you I could just hear that you're crying" they walked out of the stall, their eyes were red and puffy and their nose was runny and tears were streaming down their face. I couldn't help but notice it seemed like some eye shadow from under their eyes was running.

They quickly put their bangs in front of their face,  they had really dark brown and straight hair that was faded purple at the tips, it was really cool. Their skin was really pale, I couldn't tell if it was foundation or they just didn't go outside. "I'm fine" they said taking their sleeve and rubbing their tears also rubbing their eye shadow a bit. "I'm Thomas, who are you?" "Virgil" "Oh, cool name" I said, it really was a cool name, kinda mysterious too. "My pronouns are he/him. What about you?" he looked confused, "What do people call you when they're talking about you in the 3rd person?" "Oh, he/him" he replied- I have a lot to teach him I thought.

His eyes were a dark chocolate brown that kinda reflected purplish, it was neat. He looked really really timid and scared almost, I wonder what he was thinking?

Hey! I just wanted to say thanks for reading and have great day!!💖🥺👉👈