Perfect Weapon

I walked to my locker to get my art notebook with Vic right at my side. He has spanish right now and his class is near mine so we walk together. I finished at my locker and noticed the hottest, baddest guy in school walk by. I have the same art class that he does. He sits two seats away from me and does amazing paintings.

"Dude," Vic said to me and I looked at him.

"What?"

"You do know you're fucking staring at Andy fucking Sixx right?"

"No. I didn't realize that." I said shaking my head as he turned into his spanish class. After passing a few more doors, Andy and I walked into Art at the same time. I smiled to myself. As soon as the bell rang the art teacher walked to the front of the classroom.

"For the next year until March, which is about 10 and a half months, you'll be taking pictures of yourself hanging out with a partner that you'll be assigned. At the end you'll have two weeks to make a collage with the pictures you take then you'll present some of the pictures to us." She said and I smiled. She called my name and I looked up. "You are Andy's partner. Please come get your cameras." She said and I looked at Andy. Our eyes locking. He got up with me and we both went to get our cameras and left the room. We headed to the football field. I'm not sure but I think I saw him smile a bit. He took out his camera and snapped a picture of me. He showed me and I shook my head.

I am wearing my red beanie and I am pulling my hood up as the sun is shining perfectly on me. How did he manage that? His eyes lit up and his smile grew a little wider.

"Why are you smiling like that?" I asked and he locked eyes with me.

"Well, well, well. What do we have here? Who the hell do you think you are in the middle of our field? Get out of the way faggot!" A large guy came up to be and I grew a little frightened. Andy looks pissed.

When I didn't move the guy threw a punch at me and hit my lip then threw another one and hit my eye; knocking me off my feet. I saw Andy walk over to him.

"If you EVER lay another hand on him, I will END you!" He said and walked over to help me up. I had one hand on my eye but had blood running from my lip.

"Are you okay? Let me see your eye." Andy said softly. I obliged. I sucked in a breath when his thumb ran across my cheek bone. "Sorry." He said. I didn't know he could ever be such a softie.

"It's okay." I said looking him in the eyes. He smiled weakly.

"Your lip looks terrible." He told me and I flinched, touching it.

"Kiss it make it feel better?" I asked sarcastically. He smiled and started leaning closer to mine.

"You're cliche." He said and I could feel Vic coming closer.

"Take this." I said to Vic and he obliged. He took one of me and Andy, our faces just inches away, Andy has his arms around my waist and mine are around his neck. Andy moved his face to mine so our lips brush. Then he actually kissed me. Making me feel fucking sparks.

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