Chapter Two : School Romeo ~ Even though I walked into the school with a entire group of people around me I felt threatened, already.. Oliver had made his group of friends, with the Jocks and the footballers. I was mates with the more, alternative people.. the people that in a normal school may be bullied but here? Nope, we wouldn't let that happen. Though the jocks think they rule the school, I more and likely get to say what goes on around here. My arm slid through Danny's waist as I held him close to me, no.. We weren't together but I liked to mess around with people, there's no harm in that. "Oi faggot!" The quarterback shouted across the corridor as I laughed loudly, rolling my eyes. "Come out the closet already, James! It must be getting hot in there!" I said, my hair dropping in over the blackout shades I wore in the summer. The entire group around me started laughing and chatting to themselves as Danny kissed my cheek softly. "well done, mister." He mumbled, before wriggling away from me the second the bell went. "Can't be late, sorry.. I'll see you in second lesson." Within a few moments, every body had gone and I started to make my way over to my locker, my hands slowly shoving into my tight skinny black Jean pockets. "Romeo!" The headteachers voice screeched down my ear as I flinched, slamming my locker shut quickly. "You're late!" Rolling my eyes, I nodded and held my books close to my chest, a sweet smile spreading across my lips as I approached her. "If you didn't notice, lovely. I'm getting my books.. so I can go to lesson. YOU'RE the one keeping me from me education. So move." I hissed, flicking my long fringe out of my eyes. She didn't say anything else, just slowly stepped aside and pursed her old wrinkly bottom lip. "Fat cow." I muttered as I started to make my way down the hall, luckily she didn't hear me. The corridors were now completely silent, this was quite a strict school with lessons, you needed to be there on the bell or a straight detention. Slowly pushing my lesson door open, history great. Mrs Renderan snapped her head in my direction, a satisfied smile spreading her face widely. "Mr Summer, you're late again.. this is the fourth time this term you've been late to my lesson, so hurry sit down. Detention after school." Her voice was sharp and could make any little kid cry just at the sound of it. Everybody hated her, she was the worst teacher around.. She pushed and pushed you until you would get an A+ and if you were ever sick, or off school for any reason, she'd sit you in detention until you got it done. Slumping down in my seat at the back of the classroom, I nodded to the people I knew, flashing them a perfect smile. The day from then on seemed to drag, the entire school day was as boring as hell. Nothing very interesting happened and I was just jumping for joy about the detention that I was getting straight after school today. As the final bell went, I pushed all my things into my locker.. My best friend Daisy rushed over to me. "Did you hear? The new boys got detention with you this after noon.. You know the-" Before she could even finish her sentence before I grunted and leant against my locker. "My Step brother." "Yeah him! He's so hot, Romeo.." She blushed heavily as I chuckled and nodded slowly, running his fingers through his hair. "Yeah, he is.. he's just a complete ass." I muttered softly, starting to walk slowly towards my detention. "I gotta go yeah.. I'll see you tomorrow." With that she nodded and rushed off as I walked into the room, Mrs wasn't there yet but sure to hell Oliver was. "You never told me you were gay?" He snapped quickly. A soft snarl escaped my lips as I sat down at the back of the room, completely ignoring him. I didn't want to get into a argument. "Oh for gods sake, answer me!" He snapped again, his fingers clicking in front of my face. Gritting my teeth together tightly, I slowly glanced up at him, sighing heavily. "I don't see how it has anything to do with you, and anyway.. you didn't even ask me. Plus, you'd think I'm a freak then I'd have to regret telling you.. It was better kept a secret." I slowly stood up so I was around about the same height as him. Scoffing loudly, he shoved me back a little, sending me against the wall. "You watched me change yesterday!" He screamed at me, his face red with anger as his knuckles clenched tightly. "Oh, please.. Don't flatter yourself." I spat, slowly rolling my sleeves up and glancing him over once, laughing a little. "I wouldn't want to touch you." I lied through my teeth as I smirked softly. "No wonder your father killed himself, having you as a son." That sent my blood boiling, I started to shake as I kicked myself off the wall and within a second had him pinned to the floor, punching him several times in the jaw. "Don't you EVER talk about my father like that!" I screamed loudly before he managed to turn us over, kneeing me roughly in the stomach, causing me to cough violently. "You make me sick! No wonder he didn't want to be here! He was ashamed of you!" Oliver scoffed heavily as he continued to cover me in bruises. I tried to fight back, but I knew he was going to be stronger than me. I groaned heavily as my sight started to go blurry, blood slowly trickling from my mouth as I coughed again. "D.. Daddy.." I choked out, before everything went.. My sight, my hearing.. My touch and thought track, gone.

Chapter One : Pictures Romeo ~ I sat at the bottom of the bed, the pictures of me and my dad slowly scattered across in front of me. There's always a day where I start to miss him again, I want him back of course I do.. what kind of boy want's to grow up without a father. I was always close to my dad, we used to go and watch the games together, he helped me with all my science projects and all my homework. Every Friday night he'd take me and my mum out for a meal and we were all so happy. Now, it seems my mum has forgotten, she's moved on and found somebody else but I'd never want to forget my dad.. no matter who she brought into my #life, they'd never be like my dad. "Come on, Romeo.. Clean everything up.. Remember, today is the day that Michael and his son are moving in." Jennifer, my mum muttered as she leant against the door frame, her small hand placed lightly on her hip. Frowning weakly, I slowly started to pack all of the pictures back into it's little box, tears still strolling down my cheeks. "You have half a hour, make this place more respectable.. oh and help Michael bring Oliver's bed up when they get here wont you?" With that, she slowly walked away, shutting my door quickly behind her. Why didn't she even ask about the pictures? She didn't even care about my father any more. Finally, all of the pictures were back in the little white box as I slowly slid off the bed, pushing them into a small black cabinet, slamming it shut and locking it with a key. In there was where I kept everything that had ever meant anything to me or stuff that I just wouldn't dare let my mum know about. Just as I tucked the key under my pillow, I heard the squeal of my mum downstairs. "Oh, Michael! It's so wonderful to see you again!-" I didn't want to hear any more, so I just roughly shoved my headphones into my ears, dropping my gaze to my lap and slowly pulling my knees up. I could feel my body slipping into a sleep as the words from the songs seem to dim out a little, my eyes slowly started to flicker close as my entire body started to go numb. "Romeo!" I heard the soft shout of my mum's voice screech down my ear as I jolted quickly up from the bed. "W-What.." My voice came out weak and shaky as my eyes flickered open. She seemed to stand at the side of my bed, her arms tightly crossed and her brow furrowed. "I asked you to come down stairs and you didn't listen to me, did you?" She said, her tone completely changing, more sharp and edgy than before. I just shrugged and switched my music off, not wanting to talk to anybody anyway. "Must have fallen asleep, sorry." I muttered, rolling my eyes a little and sliding off the bed, and walking towards the door. "Now smile, they want to see a happy Romeo!" My Mother chirped as she started to usher me down the stairs Nodding slowly, I started to make my way into the kitchen, stopping dead as I caught a gaze as the young boy standing in front of me. To my disappointment, seconds later a larger, chubbier.. and much older man stood in front of me, extending his hand for me to shake. "I'm Michael, your mothers Fiancée, you must be Romeo.. It's lovely to meet you-" He took my hand, shaking it firmly before stepping back and nodding to the beautiful hazel eyed boy behind him. "This is your new step brother, Oliver." "Hey.." I softly managed to mutter out, my word lightly stuttering as I slowly bit down on my bottom lip. Oliver slowly raised a eyebrow as he nods once, pushing past me and making his way towards the stairs. "Which ones mine.." Oliver said perfectly, his voice angelic and perfect as he slowly brushed his long black swooping fringe away from his eyes. "I.. I'll take you up." I whispered, my palms were starting to sweat as I pushed past him on the stairs, ushering him upstairs and opening my bedroom door. "Here." An awkward silence slowly filled the room as he glanced around, shrugging slowly. "Looks like some next up gay boy lives here.." He laughed, slowly plonking himself down on the bottom of the bed, crossing his one leg over the other. In that moment, my heart smashed into a million pieces. It felt like my heart had been ripped out my chest and trodden on. Swallowing down heavily, I dropped my head and bit my tongue. Homophobic.

Paper Daisies -BXB : Three Anthony - I shoved my bags roughly into the locker, pulling out the right things that I needed for the first few lessons. I knew that today I would be ambushed in questions and honestly, I didn't want to come back.. I wish I could just stay at home all my school #life and then move away. I didn't want to have to face them again. "Ant.. hey." A firm hand quickly placed on my shoulder which suddenly snapped me out of my thoughts, quickly snapping my gaze to the boy standing behind me. Jenson awkwardly pushed himself from foot to foot as the tears lightly poured down his cheeks. "Sweetie, don't cry.." I sighed, slowly wrapping my arms around him, holding him tightly against my chest as I hugged him tightly, securely. "I-I miss him." He choked out weakly, his hand slowly locking around my waist as he glanced up at me, tears still making their way to his chin as he sniffled weakly. "I know, Jen.. Me too." I said, kissing his forehead as I pulled him out at arms length. "Come on, I'll walk you to your first lesson." I whispered, dropping my hands from his shoulders as I slowly took his hand in mine, walking down the corridor towards his first lesson. We both walked in complete silence until we got to the door. "W-Well thanks.." He mumbled, glancing up at me and giving me a weak smile. "I-I know it's harder for you.. I mean you loved him I-I didn't mean to make me sound so.. stupid." Jenson dropped his gaze to the floor as he slowly hooked his shoulder onto his bag, giving me another weak smile before quickly walking into his lesson. Taking a deep and shaky breath, I started to walk towards my own lesson, the other side of the school. History, great. My hands tightly shoved in my pockets as I walked towards the classroom, the halls were now completely silent as I must have been about ten minutes late. The clicking of shoes had stopped and only the faint muttering of teachers and students in their classrooms. "Ah, once again.. you're late, Mr Clarke." Mr Rendarway, the tall and lanky history teacher boomed as I swung the door open. His short grey hair on his head only just covered his head, his glasses perked on his nose as his lips were pursed into a angry frown. "Yeah, sorry about that.." I mumbled, lifting my head to glance up at the class before making my way towards my seat, dropping my stuff on the table before sitting down on the cold seat. "Now Mr Clarke has decided to join us.. Lets continue with our essays." Mr Rendarway hissed, slowly sitting down on his chair as he flicked open his book. "You have a hour." The lesson passed slowly, as did the next lesson.. then break, lunch and after the long drag of a day the final bell went. I was standing at my locker as I started to hear whispering behind me, the high pitched chatter of the sixth form girls who were most probably all talking about Danny. Spinning around on my heels, I slammed my locker door shut, swinging my bag over my shoulder. "What." I snarled out weakly, clenching my jaw. The girls suddenly stopped muttered and talking about whatever they were to rush off in the other direction, causing me to let out a heavy sigh in relief, dropping my tensed shoulders. "Ant! Ant wait up!" The sound of Aliyah's high pitched voice swooned in my direction. Turning to her, a soft smile spread across my lips. Aliyah was in the year above me, she was perfect and all the boys dreamed to be with her and luckily, she was my best friend. She linked her arm with mine as she reached my side. "I'm getting Clementine at four.. then I was wondering if we could both stop at yours, mum and dad have gone on holiday." Aliyah smiled, as we started to walk out of the school. "course.." I nodded once, starting to walk from the school grounds and towards the street where my house was placed. Clementine was Aliyah's twin sister, she was so pretty, of course they were both adored. Though they were the beauty of the school, when me and Danny were together, people would turn to see us walking down the hallways, they'd coo and awe as they saw us hand in hand. We were perfection, we ruled the school halls. I missed him, I truly did, no matter what he did to me.. he was still mine, I'd still see him as my boy. Aliyah continued to talk and blab on about her school play that she was holding as I started to zone out, staring at the forest which was packet with tall trees, nobody dared to go in there. When suddenly, my gaze locked with a boy standing between two of the trees, his hands in his pockets as he stood perfectly square, his shoulders tensed into a straight line, his feet level with a soft smirk playing and toying with the corners of lips. "Anthony! are you listening to me?" Aliyah muttered, her fingers snapping in front of my eyes. Yelping, I glanced at her, nodding slowly shakily. "Yeah.. um, Cinderella.. modern, got it." I whispered, lifting my gaze and glancing back into the forest but he wasn't there, nobody was.. Just the blow of the wind making the trees sway back and forth. "Are you okay, you look like you've seen a ghost.."

Gender You fall in love with person, not a gender <3

Paper Daisies (BX : Two Anthony - I roughly tugged my boots on, my shaky hands trying to tie the shoe laces. I don't know how long I've got. Sure, I hated him right now but was that a suicide note? Was he actually going to kill himself? Because I broke up with him.. Because HE cheated on me. My heart was literally racing against my rib cage as I jogged down the stairs, missing the bottom few with a little jump. "Mum! I'm going o-out!" I tried to keep my voice from sounding like I was going to burst into tears, believe me.. I was. But If my mum knew that I was a wreck, she'd never let me go. "mm, okay Ant. Make sure you're back for dinner though." Mum shouted back across the house. Before she could even finish her sentence though, I flung the front door open,grabbing my coat on the way out before sprinting down the road. I'd have to catch the bus to Danny's house, I could run it but If I had a chance of stopping him, I needed to get there fast. Just to my luck, I jumped onto the next bus, holding tightly onto the pole. The palms of my hands started to sweat and I nervously swayed from side to side. My Danny wanted to kill himself. He might not be with me any more, but I couldn't let him go, not knowing that it would be all my fault. "Dear, your nose seems to be bleeding." A elder women who just got on the bus mumbled, slowly and shakily sitting down. I touched my nose, groaning weakly as I felt the warm fluid drip down my hand. It must be the pressure. Smiling a little, weakly. "I'll be fine, thanks." I whispered. As the bus stopped, I dropped my hand from my nose, taking my chance to quickly jump off, breaking off into another sprint. left, right, right, left. Run. Run. My mind was telling me to run like crazy but my legs were starting to go weak, my whole body started to sweat as I slammed my hand roughly down on the door handle. "Breathe.." I mumbled to myself, pushing the door open quickly I let my tears slowly pour down my cheeks. "Danny!!" I screamed as loud as I could, my heart dropping as I didn't get any answer. Why couldn't we just go back, go back to a day where everything was perfect. My legs tried their hardest to tackle the large set of stairs as I rushed to get into Danny's room. "D.. Danny.." I sobbed out weakly, running my fingers through my hair. Slowly, I placed myself down on the bed, glancing over his set of drawers beside me. What was going to be inside? I didn't want to open it.. but maybe, just maybe it would take me to him. Tell me a way to save him. Shaky hand grabbed the handle of the second drawer, pulling it slowly open. Inside, was a tiny flower, a paper flower.. A daisy. Smiling weakly, I slowly pulling it up, noticing the drawer was full off tiny Daisy petals. Placing the flower aside, I slid my hand into the drawer, rummaging around to see if I could find anything else. My hand lightly brushed against a crispy piece of paper, flinching softly as I slowly pulled it out. Daisy time, The grass covered with stars. Fallen in their brightness, hearts they have of shining gold, Rays of shining whiteness, Buttercups have shining hearts, Bees must love the clover, But I love the Daisies dance, All the meadow over. -- Anthony, forget about me. Like I forgot about you the night I cheated. Don't think of me as a ex, think of me as a regret, a forgotten memory. I send thee to look after you, keep quiet and stay low. He shall come to you, be happy my dear. --- Right, hey there guys. Gonna ask you a few questions here! omfg do you like it? I'd love the feedback! What do you think Danny means by 'He shall come to you' ?? Do you feel sorry for Anthony, or do you think it's his fault? (Personally I love him already) lkjhgfds also also also, I know Danny wasn't in it for very long, I mean he's dead now.. but did you like him? Did you think he meant well? Is he actually dead? (I already know the answer :') Anything else you wanna add, just give me some things that I can read, to maybe make it better or just tell me how you love it, what you think about it ect ect. I love reading all you're comments it makes me so happy to know that you like my stories. Okay so, I gotta go now. Um, remember to comment, favourite and follow. Love you all lots and lots. Really hope you have enjoyed it and all that hehe :3 I'll update as soon as possible, I already know where the story is going so I should be able to update more often. Comment, favourite, follow - Ellie xoxo c: