I sighed and tapped my fingers on the desk. It was 2:30pm and I had detention. I sighed and flicked my eyes to the door. It opened and the rest of the kids came in. Mr. McRay ushered them into their seats with it stared at him blankly. "Damien, stop smoking around school. Oh and in the classroom." His voice took a dangerous turn and I stubbed out the cigarette with my hand leaving a small burn.

He sighed and opened the windows to clear the smoke out. I looked around to see the kids. A lot of them were rich and probably were caught skipping or something stupid. The whole lot of them were weekly regulars on Thursdays. I glanced up at Mr. McRay who was standing over my desk. "Yes.." I sighed and crossed my arms. 

"You will not sit in here to do nothing. Do your homework." I chuckled and took it out, showing that I had finished it. "Just because I smoke does not make me a bad student." Actually it kinda did. We weren't supposed to smoke here. He rolled his eyes and walked back to the front. Charlotte poked her head in. "Heyy Mr. Ray, I need Damien for a school project." Her eyelashes fluttered and he blushed.

"Sure, sure." He mumbled and let me go. "What a terrible student." I said grinning to her. "Well Mr. Wolfy, you-" She was cut off by someone grabbing her arm. "Babe, why are you hanging out with him?" Her stupid girlfriend who was 'popular' asked. "He's my friend Elly." She said sighing. (GL IS A THING LOL). "Whatever." Elly mumbled and I waved goodbye to Charlotte. I walked to the dorms and sat on my bed.

"No smoking in here." Nole says. I flick him off and take out a lighter and a cigarette. He comes over and grabs it, handing me a nicotine patch. "Wear these." He mumbled, blushing a bit. I raised my eyebrow. "Aww is little Nole caring for his enemy." I taunt and he just rolls his eyes. I put on the nicotine patch and sigh. 

"How'd you get out of detention early?" He asks. "How do you-" "Damien you are there every fucking day. How could I not." I sigh at his interruption and look on my phone. "Looka that I have to go." I say dryly and change out of the school uniform. I put on skinny jeans and a black t-shirt, making my grey eyes stand out. I smile and Nole looks at me dubiously. I grab the cigarette box and lighter from the table he put them on, taking off the nicotine patch and throwing it in the trash.

"Yes, yes. I'm heading there now. How long should we be there. Ok" I hold the phone to my ear. "Keep the door unlocked. I'll be  past curfew." Nole just grunts as I leave the dorms, making my way to the club. Charlotte hugs me when she sees me and leads me backstage. "Ok, so Aaron and Luci are already setting up. All you gotta do is tune your guitar and go dammit." I smile with a cigarette in my mouth, lighting it. 

Aaron and Luci usher us on stage and Charlotte introduces us. I make sure the guitar is tuned and we start to play. I smiled at Charlotte who had the voice of an angel. People cheer as we leave the stage. We hurry back to the school. "I swear if he locked it." I mutter trying the handle. It's locked. "God dammit Nole. Open the door." He chuckles and opens it. I push past him and he smirks at me.

"Nole, don't do this right now." I growl while he comes to stand by me. "Do what Damien." He said tauntingly. I whirled around punched him in the face. He shook his head and punched me back. We got in an all out fight. He snorted, his nose bleeding. I panted, tired out.

"You forgot that I'm a boxer Damien." He said smirking. I groaned and he looked up. "Are you ok?" Nole asked softly. I nodded and flopped on my bed. It was Friday so we didn't have school tomorrow. I fell asleep and woke up to Charlotte yelling in my face. I sat up startled. Nole was talking to Elly and their friends. "Soo we are gonna hang out with Elly and company." She said grinning. 

"Oh hell no." I mutter and stand up. "Charlotte begone by the time I'm done." I grab my sports clothes and changed after taking a shower. I  walk out, patting my head dry. Charlotte smiled. "The fuck you still here for." I grumbled and sit on my bed, looking for my lighter. "Damien." Charlotte says and I look up, banging my head on the tabled. "Shit." She laughed while Elly rolled her eyes.

"What Charlotte." I mumble. 'Your cigarette box and lighter are in the trash." I open my mouth and let of a string of *ahem* words. Nole chuckles and I rub the spot where I hit my head. "Damien, you need to stop smoking." She says softly. "Give me a cigarette and we can talk about this." She sighs and takes out the box and lighter.

"I knew it." I mumbled snatching it from her. There were only three left. I sigh and look at her. She was smirking. "Dami, you are coming with us." I blink at her and shake my head. She reaches for the box and I sigh. "Fine whatever." I mutter and put on my shoes. I'm actually relatively healthy. I have a certain type of body that allows me to smoke without certain repercussion. Besides me always smelling like it. Perks of being a genetically engineered person.

"I don't need to quit Char. I'm not gonna die." I say and she shrugs. "Kids see you smoking all the time and you look fucking perfect. It's not healthy for their brains." I sighed and let her chat to Nole and Elly plus their stupid, annoying friends. Most steer clear of me and it's nice.

I'd light a cigarette and make a note to by another couple packs. I exhale the smoke through my mouth a nose, seeing someone walking up to me. "He Jack." I say. "Hey big bro, mom told me to tell you that you have an appointment coming soon." I nod and waved him off. He sighs and runs off to his friends. "So Dami here is the state champion at swimming." I stiffen when I hear my name. 

"I'm surprised he's not dead." Elly says and I ignore them. I'm also good at gymnastics but no one cares about that. I put in my earbuds and sit by a tree as they talked in the sunshine. Charlotte glances at me but looks away seeing my face. I light another cigarette and see a store across the street. I smile and quickly run over. "Hi can I get more of these." I say and buy them.

I hum to myself walking back over. Charlotte sees the bag in my hand a frowns. She waves me over and I shake my head. She sighs and stands up, grabbing my wrist and pulling me with her. "What." I mutter not wanting that to be answered. "Damien is part of my band." Charlotte says and I glare at her.

"He isss." One of the girls says. "Yeah he plays the guitar. Acoustic and electric." She says grinning I snatch my wrist away. "He's also a-" "Ok that's enough me time." I hiss in her ear after covering her mouth. She bites my hand. "SHIT." I yell and look at it. She didn't break the skin which is a good thing. They look at me and Charlotte smiles. 

"He's a gymnast." She finishes and I groan. "Aww he's a girly gymnast." Elly says. She already knew, she came with Charlotte to one of my meets. I glare at her and stalk off. I hum to myself with my bag swinging on my hand. I hear the patter of feet and I got to my gym. That's where I was gonna go anyway until Charlotte roped me into going with her girlfriend. 

"Hey Damien." My coach says and I smile at him. I stretch and talk with my teammates. Most of them don't know my rep at my school so I can be friendly with them. I practice on the bar which is my easiest event. We practice by ourselves since it's the middle of the afternoon. I hear a kid squeal and giggle. Ah a birthday part. Typical.

I release and do a double layout, sticking it. My coach claps. "Ok make sure the turns are cleaner but other than that you are good." I smiled and thank him, drinking my water. "Hey do you know those new kids." Nico asks sticking thumb at the bleachers. "They go to my school." I say quietly after looking and go practice on floor. "Shit." I mumble to myself when my foot steps out a bit. 

"Maybe don't stare at the spot and think you can burn it." Nico yells. I roll my eyes and try it again. My foot sticks this time and I grin. "Good god." My coach says. "TOBY STICK YOUR FEET." He yelled and Toby chuckled. "Sorry." He muttered. I watched my other teammates practice on the parallel bars.

"Nico, don't move your hands just cuz they are tilt. They look fine." I yell. He gives a thumbs up and tries it again. After a few exhausting hours my coach let's us go. "Who the hell were those kids? Besides Charlotte." Nico asks again. "Well Charlotte decided to bring her girlfriend and company."  I say and change. "Fuck they are still there." I say glancing at a waiting Charlotte and everyone else. "Hmmm." I mutter to myself. 

"I'm takin the back door folks." I yell into the locker room. I walk out into the fresh air and light a cigarette. Charlotte calls me. "You went out the back door again." She says and I exhale smoke, not giving her an answer. Ok I'll tell Jamie to lock it." She says and hangs up. I sigh and take another drag.

No beating the inevitable. I walk around to the front where Charlotte and prick gang were waiting. She glares at me and I take off running. She runs after me as I streak through the streets. When we finally get to the school, I hop over the wall and swing on the tree branches, launching myself further ahead of her. She groans and I stop for a moment grinning.

"Ok- you- win-." Charlotte pants out. The rest of them round the corner. My face drops and I spin on my heel. "Damien.." She says quietly and I finally snap. "What Charlotte. What thing do you have up your sleeve now. I'm so fucking done with this. I'm not gonna  be friends with them. You want to be friends with them go ahead." I say and stalk off. 

I hear her call my name but I ignore it and light a cigarette, throwing the empty box in the trash. I exhale the smoke and sit on a bench. It was around 4 now. I bit my lip and held back tears. "Why the hell did she think I could befriend more people already." I mutter and hear someone coming up behind me. 

"Go away." I mumbled and they retreat. I sigh and hand my head, staring at the ants on the ground. I stomp out the cigarette and go to my room. Nole was alone and sitting at his desk. I quietly closed the door behind me and flopped on my bed. "You could give-" I interrupt him. "No. I don't want to. I have been hurt to many fucking times before from people like you." I say flatly and stare at the wall.

He stands up and sits on my bed. "Get off." I mutter and he grabs my waist, pulling me into his lap. "What the hell." I mumbled. "What's another one." I think to myself and let him hold me.