This is why we can't have nice things.
Sophomore Year
-Thomas' POV-
BEEP BEEP BEEP, BEEP BEEP BEEP,BEEP BEEP BE...
"Stupid alarm." I grumble as I yank out the power cord.
So today is the first day of my sophomore year and it’s already off to a bad start.
I get up and put on my new black skinny jeans and a soft black t-shirt, I grab three bucks, my back pack, and my black and purple Aperture beanie-even though its already 80 degrees out. I walk my bus stop with my headphones in because people annoy me. I walk up to the bus and show the driver my student ID I take my normal seat in the front and set my backpack down next to me so no one will sit with me. I sigh happily as Fallen Angels begins playing.
Scream, shout
Scream, shout
We are the fallen angels
We are the in between
Cast down on this world
Struck to the earth like lightning
On this world we're torn
We won't cause the pain
Of living out their law
Take joy in who you are
We know our wings are flawed
We're bored to death in Heaven
And all alone in hell
We only want to be ourselves
We scream, we shout
We are the fallen angels
We scream, we shout, whoa whoa
To those who sing alone
No need to feel this sorrow
We scream, we shout whoa
We are the fallen angels
Follow the morning star
On a land where darkness failed
The passion left unholy
Now you find yourself
We have nowhere to go
No-one to wish us well
A cry to find a home
Our stories they will tell
We're bored to death in Heaven
And all alone in Hell
We only want to be ourselves
We scream, we shout
We are the fallen angels
We scream, we shout, whoa whoa
To those who sing alone
No need to feel this sorrow
We scream, we shout , whoa
We are the fallen angels
Scream, shout, we are the fallen angels
Scream, shout
Whoa whoa
We scream, we shout
We are the fallen angels
We scream, we shout, whoa whoa
To those who sing alone
No need to feel this sorrow
We scream, we shout, whoa
We are the fallen angels
We scream, we shout
We are the fallen angels
We scream, we shout, whoa whoa
whoa
We shout, whoa
We are the fallen angels
The song stops right as we pull up to the school. I walk out to the familiar campus, I sigh because...school sucks...there IS one good thing though i will be able to see my girlfriend Rachel every day, Rachel and I have been dating for four months now and I am totally in love, I’ve never felt this way for anybody. as I make my way to my locker i see many familiar faces and lots of new ones being idiots, "stupid freshman" I say with disgust
"New ass"
I turn around to see my friend standing behind me, he greets me with his signature: "suuuuuup"
"suuuuuup" I say back, we start laughing
Alex and i never really make small talk, we never care what each other did over the summer.
we make our way over to our locker, yes OUR, upper classmen have to share lockers, in the middle of opening it i get tackled from behind by something, I turn around to a hard, passionate kiss, i kiss back.
"Hey baby" says my girlfriend.
"Hey babe, I mishhhed you" I coo back.
Alex makes a gagging sound to remind us he's still there
"Oh, get over it" I say “I was there when you and Maddy used to suck each other’s faces."(Maddy is his ex-girlfriend) he shut up after that.
After walking Rachel to class I go back to where Alex is standing (a little back story about Rachel and I, Alex introduced me to her freshman year and I kinda asked her on a date to the movies…I'm not really good at the whole “date” thing… let’s just say it was more than a little awkward… if it weren’t for her determinedness (is that a word?) we wouldn’t be together)
“So you tap that yet?” inquired Alex.
“Oh you know…” I replied
“Nope, I don’t really stalk you so I don’t know”
“No she wants to wait until I'm older” (just in case you were wondering Rachel is a year and ten months older than me… she will say two years but it’s a year and ten months)
“That sucks”
“Meh, what your first class?”
“Um… World History with Garcia”
“Nice me too”
“Alright let's go”
So history sucked, definitely not my favorite subject. The rest of the day went by pretty much the same, all my classes were boring, except Draw and Paint I feel like I'm going to like that class, I like art.
When the final bell rings I make my way to my locker and grab my backpack, then I make my way to Rachel’s locker to say goodbye.
I sneak up behind her and whisper in her ear “Hey there sexy!”
She jumps about five feet in the air “Don’t do that ever again!” she says with a smile. I know what I’ll be doing after school for the next year: 3. I walk her to her car and kiss her goodbye and make my way to my car.
BEEP BEEP BEEP, BEEP BEEP BEEP,BEEP BEEP BE...
"Stupid alarm." I grumble as I yank out the power cord.
So today is the first day of my sophomore year and it’s already off to a bad start.
I get up and put on my new black skinny jeans and a soft black t-shirt, I grab three bucks, my back pack, and my black and purple Aperture beanie-even though its already 80 degrees out. I walk my bus stop with my headphones in because people annoy me. I walk up to the bus and show the driver my student ID I take my normal seat in the front and set my backpack down next to me so no one will sit with me. I sigh happily as Fallen Angels begins playing.
Scream, shout
Scream, shout
We are the fallen angels
We are the in between
Cast down on this world
Struck to the earth like lightning
On this world we're torn
We won't cause the pain
Of living out their law
Take joy in who you are
We know our wings are flawed
We're bored to death in Heaven
And all alone in hell
We only want to be ourselves
We scream, we shout
We are the fallen angels
We scream, we shout, whoa whoa
To those who sing alone
No need to feel this sorrow
We scream, we shout whoa
We are the fallen angels
Follow the morning star
On a land where darkness failed
The passion left unholy
Now you find yourself
We have nowhere to go
No-one to wish us well
A cry to find a home
Our stories they will tell
We're bored to death in Heaven
And all alone in Hell
We only want to be ourselves
We scream, we shout
We are the fallen angels
We scream, we shout, whoa whoa
To those who sing alone
No need to feel this sorrow
We scream, we shout , whoa
We are the fallen angels
Scream, shout, we are the fallen angels
Scream, shout
Whoa whoa
We scream, we shout
We are the fallen angels
We scream, we shout, whoa whoa
To those who sing alone
No need to feel this sorrow
We scream, we shout, whoa
We are the fallen angels
We scream, we shout
We are the fallen angels
We scream, we shout, whoa whoa
whoa
We shout, whoa
We are the fallen angels
The song stops right as we pull up to the school. I walk out to the familiar campus, I sigh because...school sucks...there IS one good thing though i will be able to see my girlfriend Rachel every day, Rachel and I have been dating for four months now and I am totally in love, I’ve never felt this way for anybody. as I make my way to my locker i see many familiar faces and lots of new ones being idiots, "stupid freshman" I say with disgust
"New ass"
I turn around to see my friend standing behind me, he greets me with his signature: "suuuuuup"
"suuuuuup" I say back, we start laughing
Alex and i never really make small talk, we never care what each other did over the summer.
we make our way over to our locker, yes OUR, upper classmen have to share lockers, in the middle of opening it i get tackled from behind by something, I turn around to a hard, passionate kiss, i kiss back.
"Hey baby" says my girlfriend.
"Hey babe, I mishhhed you" I coo back.
Alex makes a gagging sound to remind us he's still there
"Oh, get over it" I say “I was there when you and Maddy used to suck each other’s faces."(Maddy is his ex-girlfriend) he shut up after that.
After walking Rachel to class I go back to where Alex is standing (a little back story about Rachel and I, Alex introduced me to her freshman year and I kinda asked her on a date to the movies…I'm not really good at the whole “date” thing… let’s just say it was more than a little awkward… if it weren’t for her determinedness (is that a word?) we wouldn’t be together)
“So you tap that yet?” inquired Alex.
“Oh you know…” I replied
“Nope, I don’t really stalk you so I don’t know”
“No she wants to wait until I'm older” (just in case you were wondering Rachel is a year and ten months older than me… she will say two years but it’s a year and ten months)
“That sucks”
“Meh, what your first class?”
“Um… World History with Garcia”
“Nice me too”
“Alright let's go”
So history sucked, definitely not my favorite subject. The rest of the day went by pretty much the same, all my classes were boring, except Draw and Paint I feel like I'm going to like that class, I like art.
When the final bell rings I make my way to my locker and grab my backpack, then I make my way to Rachel’s locker to say goodbye.
I sneak up behind her and whisper in her ear “Hey there sexy!”
She jumps about five feet in the air “Don’t do that ever again!” she says with a smile. I know what I’ll be doing after school for the next year: 3. I walk her to her car and kiss her goodbye and make my way to my car.
