Joey's POV

It's before school and I'm walking to my first class. 

"Graceffa!"

I keep walking.

"Hey, look at me when I'm talking to you!"

They grab my collar and yank me upwards and my feet are barely touching the ground. It's Jake, my bully. Whatever. He can't actually hurt me, even though he thinks he does.

I squeak a little but apart from that I don't say a word.

"Aren't you gonna stand up for yourself... gayceffa?"

I shake a little, why can't I be fearless like I am when I'm wearing my ma- oh um... nothing.

"I said look at me when I'm talking to you!"

He shouts. Everyone in the hall is looking. Why can't they mind their own business? I hate attention. I despise it actually.

Jake punches me in the left eye and I drop to the floor. That's going to leave a mark. Good thing it doesn't hurt.

I'm sick of this idiot but doing anything about it would be too risky so I just lay low and take it. Jake has been bullying me since freshman year, I'm a senior now.

Daniel's POV

It's my first day at this new school and I'm a senior. I wish I didn't have to go. There is seriously no point and I hate it. It's just a social hub of jocks and sluts with a ring of social outcasts.

It's lunch. I am in the cafeteria and I'm not really hungry so I don't get any food. I look around for somewhere to sit and I spot a cutie over in the corner sitting all alone. I can only see the right side of their face. Why would someone as adorable as them ever be alone?

I went to walk over to say hi to him, yes him, I'm gay, so what? What are you gonna do about it? When someone called from behind me. 

"Hey! New boy!" 

"What?" 

I turn to see a group of boys, they look tough and like jocks. Awe that's cute.

"I think it's time we show you the ropes of this school."

The 'leader' says.

"Yeah, and what would they be?"

"That we run this school and you listen to us."

"And why would I do that?"

"Because or else we will beat you up!"

He said as he gripped onto my shirt collar.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you."

I growl. They look surprised.

"What didn't think I could stand up for myself? Well I've got news for you, I'm not afraid of you. You're not as tough as you think you are. You're just some bully trying to hide the fact he's a loser."

I say in his face. The whole cafeteria is watching. Great everyone is looking at me, Its not that I hate attention it's just I can't afford to draw attention to myself, need to keep a low radar.

"Y- you can't- just- ARGH!"

The shitface I don't even know the name of stutters out.

"Just... watch your back..."

"Whatever."

He releases my collar and he goes to leave as I just stand there.

"What are you all looking at?!"

He shouts and everyone quickly adverts their gaze.

The bell rings and the cafeteria crowd dispersed. I dust myself off. Too late to talk to the cutie now. He's already gone. I sigh and trudge off to my next class.

I get to class. I don't know what class, I mean it's not like a need to, I'm already smarter than everyone on this planet. I just have to go to school to make it seem like I am normal.

Anyway once I get to class I got to the teachers desk and tell her my name. She looks through some pages of random information while I look around at the classroom.

Mostly everyone is here. What I think is the last person comes in and closes the door behind them. Then it opens again. Cutie comes in quickly and sits at the back of the class. This is great, cutie is in my form class. He placed his face on his desk not looking up.

My teacher calls my attention and I look at her.

"So Mister.. Preda?"

"Yes?"

"Everything seems to be in order, you can introduce yourself to the class and then take a seat."

"Okay, thank you." 

I walk in front of the class and suddenly get a little nervous. It's alright Daniel, you've been over this a hundred times. Just remember; normal kid, you're just a normal kid.

"Um hi everyone.. I'm new here. My name's Daniel Preda. I just moved here from Romania last summer.. Um yeah that's about it.." 

"Tell us a bit more, some of the things you like, Daniel." 

The teacher says encouragingly.

"Um okay, I like photography, cooking and... I'm gay!"

I don't get much of a reaction from my last statement which is good. But cutie finally looked up at me after I said that. He looked shocked and has a mark around his left eye. I wonder why.

I quickly go sit down in the only available seat at the back of the class. It just so happens to be beside cuties desk.

Joey's POV

It's lunch and I sit down at my table, alone. Good, I like being alone. I keep my bruised eye to the wall so no one looks at me.

I was staring at my shoes, bored, just waiting for class when I heard yelling from the middle of the cafeteria.

There is Jake, already terrorizing the new boy.

Wait. This new boy is actually quite good looking... Yeah I'm gay, so what? Everyone already knows. Even though I never told anyone, they just assume.

Anyway the new boy. He was more than good looking. He was hot.

He had dark raven, almost mocha hair with cute little curls, vibrant green eyes, plump lips and he was wearing a pair of black framed glasses.

Jake tried to intimidate hot boy but hot boy stood up to him. I wish I could be brave enough to do that. Hot boy basically humiliated Jake. Good, someone finally put him in his place.

The bell rung so I started heading to class. On the way I run into a very aggravated Jake. Great.

He doesn't say a word he just shoves me into the lockers and leaves. I sit on the ground for a few moments before realizing I was late to class.

I rush into the classroom. I don't look around I just head straight to my seat at the back. It's in the corner and the only open desk is next to it but no one ever sits there.

I hear someone introducing themselves at the front. I don't bother to look up. It's not like a new kid would want to be friends with me anyway.

"And I'm gay!"

Wait, what? I lift my head from my desk. It's hot boy. Hot boy is in my class. HOT BOY IS GAY!

How on earth is he open enough to tell his new class at his new school that he is gay?!

Hot boy just sat next to me. What am I doing? There is no way he would ever like me, even if he is gay.

"Hey, I'm Daniel."

He holds out his hand to me.

I shake it nervously but unintentionally firmly. I can't really control my strength.

"Um... I'm Joey."

"That's a nice name."

He says. Wait he told me his name, Daniel. That's a hot name, I guess I have to stop calling him hot boy though.

"Thanks, Daniel is a nice name too."

He grins and then turns back to the front, I do the same.

Daniel's POV

Joey. That's such a cute name! I guess I have to stop calling him cutie now. He has a very surprisingly strong handshake. I think I'm going to ask him if he wanted to hang out later.

The class was all talking to each other about the random shit we have to do, Its fine I can probably do it all in about forty seconds. I decided to ask him.

"Hey Joey?"

"Yeah?"

"Do you wanna hangout later after school?"

"Oh sorry I can't."

"That's fine, can I still get your number? Uh.. so we can work on the project, the teacher said we have to do it in pairs."

"Um sure..."

I hand him a pen and he writes it on my arm.

"Cool, I'll text you later."

"Alright."

"Well bye, I'll see you tomorrow."

I said before leaving to go home.

(A/N: Ladies and gentlemen, sluts and whores, it has arrived. Chapter one of my new book! Hope (or should I say Superman symbol) you guys liked it! Word count; 1496 words. Thanks for reading please add, vote, comment, follow, share, etc. Also comment predictions they're funny. Thanks, love you, see you soon, Good Janiel Bye!!!)