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Highschool Idol's Love
Chapter 1 ~ First day At Gradfall High

Liam White walked into the school in slow strides looking indifferent as he licked a pop lazily, first day in Gradfall high, students walked through the hall way bustling with excitement and life, a session starting, new faces, new CPs, new heartbreaks as a tradition in  Gradfall, old and new weak students, same bullies , Nerds , dummies, same bimbos, hidden backstabbers, in short many twisted personality, and the one and only school heartthrob, Hadrian Reign.
    
  Liam heard someone call his name then turned around to see his childhood friend , kyle. "Hey!,"
"Hi,"Liam replied with a small smile,as they walked through the hall way blending with other students.
   "Hey, how come you're not bothered about today?," kyle asked looking at Liam indifferent face.
  
   The boy was attractive,his fair face was really something ,his cheek bones were crafted beautifully, giving him a delicate face, his body moved lazily making his body look soft. This made many crush on him, but none had the mind to confess anyways.
  
   " what's there to it?," Liam asked with a slightly confused face throwing his finished pop stick in a bin. Is he missing something? Kyle seem tensed,Liam thought quietly before asking again not noticing kyle facial expression to his first question.
 
  "Are you being bullied already?,"
  Kyle choked violently. 'Sigh.... Liam was too much.'
 
  "No, but it's our first day in this school, I should feel weird and nervous ,.....right?,"kyle said slowly.
    Looking at kyle for a little while, Liam looked away.
   
  Kyle has always being like this, acting weak, when he could literally bully anyone.
      "Let's get to class, kyle," he said lazily.
 

   Kyle sighed again, wondering when Liam will be moved by something or someone.
First class of the day was Mathematics, which gave most students a mental headache, especially kyle.
   " Ugh." He groaned in despair, wishing the first day was over already.
   
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    Soon enough the first periods were over and it was finally time for break, one thing Liam liked.
     And liked enjoying in peace and quiet. Not quite though, not with kyle around, running his mouth like he gets paid for it, soon enough, a whole team of new friends gathered round their table, communicating like they've known eachother for a long time.
     Liam watched quietly, enjoying the atmosphere but also sad because his lunch was interrupted by these people.
   
    "So, Liam, what sport will you go for?" A shy gingerhead asked, staring at him with lovestruck eyes.
    This question drew a lot of attention from people on the table to Liam, which he hated.
   
     "Soccer." He replied in a cool voice, stunning everyone present.
    "So you like football?" Another black haired boy asked.
    "No." Liam spoke again.
   "Okay? So why do you want to join then?" The boy asked again, while everyone stare at Liam at this point.
     "Feel like it." Liam replied yet again, making Kyle sneer.

   "My friend here is a very talented player, and has won multiple award from our early years in school, don't be surprised if he actually becomes the new football captain." Kyle wrapped his arm round Liam's neck, bragging proudly about his friend's amazing talent.
   
    The boys in the cafeteria heard this only to fall in a fit of laughter, wondering who the cutie bragging was.
    
   "Hey cutie." One boy came from another table with his huge looking friends. "Who are you talking 'bout ? " he spoke in an accent no one knew, but it was charming.
 
   "Um... My best friend?" Kyle spoke in a tone of "matter of fact" and "are you stupid", pointing at Liam, despite noticing the mouth zipping gesture Isaac gave him, the black haired boy that is.
   
  The strange boy glanced at Liam with scanning eyes, who didn't bother to look at him.
     Liam looked refreshing, with his black shining full hair blowing gently, dancing slowing with the air that blew in from outside, he looked delicate, there's also something but he couldn't quite point it out.
   
  Either ways he stretched out his hand in front of Liam earning him attention from a glaring Liam, if anything Liam hated contact with other people's body.
     "Hi, I'm william." He introduced himself while Liam stared at him hands coldly.
      "Liam." He replied not taking the hand.
     "Are you interested in joining the football team?" William asked taking back him hand.
     "Yes?"
   "Well, tryouts are starting today feel free to sign up."
    "I will, thank you." Liam looked up to see a blond haired boy. 'He looks like a senior.' He thought.
     "Good, I'll see you around then, Liam." William spoke looking at kyle before turning to the rest at the table." Have a nice lunch then, I'll be off." He said leaving the cafeteria with his troupes.
 
    "Kyle, you moron, that's william, the william, a senior, I think you're in trouble judging from how he stares at you, you just had to run your mouth, didn't you." Isaac scolded pulling kyle by the ear.
      Kyle yelp painfully before smirking . "Not as much as Liam though, but I didn't think he would be a senior."
     "Really? I guess juniors allowed to dye their hair ." Isaac said with sacarism evident in his voice.
     "I guess not." Kyle glared rubbing his red ear.
 
    Liam couldn't be bothered by any of these because he was thinking of his bed at home by now. All the noise in the cafeteria drown toward with the incident with that william fellow.
 
   Before he knew it, it was already closing time.
     "Liam, let's go." Kyle's voice pulled him back to life.
     "Sure."
   "Are we staying over at your house or mine?"
   "Yours." Both boys voice became far gradually.
     In the football changing room, we see two tall boys changing into their normal outfits, one with a blonde hair and one with a white hair.
    "You'll like this one." The blonde haired spoke, smiling knowing.
    "I doubt it." The white haired replied coldly.
    "You haven't even seen him yet."
   "Are you trying to replace him?"
   "Maybe i am, you'll too attached to that nobody."
    "Leave him out of this, William."
  "He doesn't deserve your kind of heart..." William spoke with hatred.

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