Tyler's P.O.V.

I watched Mini, or better known as Mr. Hottie, walk down the hall. I watched guys and girls alike swoon over him. I heard that he never ends relationships and always takes breakups like bullets.

He doesn't date anyone anymore from what I heard. Apparently, he can't take anymore heartbreak. It's sad that such a cutie keeps getting heartbroken.

He hates himself too. He can't stand mirrors, ever time he sees one, he punches it. Some say he cuts, it would explain his hoodie. He asks every person he dates why they like him. It's like he can't see how perfect he is.

Today I, the nerd, decided to ask Mr. Hottie out. I know he will reject me but I want to at lease try. I swallowed a mouthful of saliva as I shut the cold, metal door of my locker. I kept switching the weight of the books in my arms that I pressed against my chest. I set my pace as a light jog as I followed after Mr. Hottie.

"Mini," I called quietly to him.

"Yes?" He asked me turning to face me. His beautiful face showed a confused look and he pushed his glasses up cutely.

"Will you follow me please?" I ask him politely. Without waiting for answer, I grabbed his arm and dragged him down the hall. My face turned scarlet as I refused to meet anyone's eyes. I pulled him into the empty band room and glanced up at the clock. I had three minutes.

"Okay, I'm here," he said sounding pretty annoyed. I felt confident but then I saw his pale face with his greenish eyes that seemed to shine and my legs felt like jelly.

"I-I n-nee- I ummm," I stuttered awkwardly. Then I leaned forward, and without thinking, kissed his sweet, pink lips. My lips worked against his and a wrapped my arms around his tiny hips. I brought his thin, bony body closer to mine. We pulled apart panting.

I give him a nervous glance tipping my head down slightly. Tense silence filled the air and I could feel goosebumps forming on my arms and legs. Then, out of nowhere, Mini grabbed the back of my neck and pulled me in for a second kiss. We pulled apart and I looked at him hopefully. I saw his beautiful eyes fill with tears that slid down his cheeks.

"I-I can't," he said softly, backing away as he said so. He turned around sharply and ran out the door.

(Part 2?)