Original Stories Fan Fiction ❯ untitled ❯ Adrian Lewis ( Chapter 1 )
[ T - Teen: Not suitable for readers under 13 ]
By: Tori_Kyuu 
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Miscellaneous: Original Stories Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Fantasy | Type: Shounen-ai | Uploaded On: 08.16.2007 | Updated On: 08.16.2007 | Pages: 1 | Words: 368 | Visits: 776 | Status: Work In Progress
[will be added later]
Miscellaneous: Original Stories Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Fantasy | Type: Shounen-ai | Uploaded On: 08.16.2007 | Updated On: 08.16.2007 | Pages: 1 | Words: 368 | Visits: 776 | Status: Work In Progress
Band practice: it COULD be fun, and it couldn't. To Adrian Lewis, it all depended on how the first half of his day went. He was somewhat lucky, making it into Ha Numa Highschool's band, as well as for his pleasant appearance. He played lead guitar, and sang back-up when the song called for it. Writing the songs? That was up to some one else.
Thankfully, though, band practice wasn't for some time and all he had to do was drop off his equipment. With guitar case in hand and his schoolbag slung over his shoulder, he walked down the hallways, following the labyrnth until he got to the band room where he put his guitar case in its usual spot, making sure the pad-lock was secure. Yes, pad-lock. He never trusted anyone around the guitar.
His way back to his locker was rather enjoyed. The halls weren't filled very well, considering school wasn't starting for another fourty-five minutes. Once at his locker, he took one of the many keys from his keychain and unlocked and opened the locker, looking in the mini-mirror set up in there.
His waist-length hair was fiery red, and there were two snow-white streaks in the front. His skin was pale, his nails were painted black, and the collar of his white shirt covered all but a small part of the rose-shaped tattoo on his collar bone. No body seemed to notice it, though, seeing that the black jacket he always wore was pulled close to him always. A slender hand touched the mirror, and he looked into the reflection of his eyes. How could he be lucky with eyes like those? Bright green eyes, but an unnatural green that made him sick. He couldn't stand those eyes.
He grabbed the books he needed for his next class, shoved them in his bag, closed the locker, and stuck his keychain back on the belt loop of his black jeans. He walked down a hall, walking aimlessly until class started. The entire time he stared down at his flip-flop covered feet.
Hopefully today's band practice would be rather enjoyable for 16-year-old Adrian Lewis.
Thankfully, though, band practice wasn't for some time and all he had to do was drop off his equipment. With guitar case in hand and his schoolbag slung over his shoulder, he walked down the hallways, following the labyrnth until he got to the band room where he put his guitar case in its usual spot, making sure the pad-lock was secure. Yes, pad-lock. He never trusted anyone around the guitar.
His way back to his locker was rather enjoyed. The halls weren't filled very well, considering school wasn't starting for another fourty-five minutes. Once at his locker, he took one of the many keys from his keychain and unlocked and opened the locker, looking in the mini-mirror set up in there.
His waist-length hair was fiery red, and there were two snow-white streaks in the front. His skin was pale, his nails were painted black, and the collar of his white shirt covered all but a small part of the rose-shaped tattoo on his collar bone. No body seemed to notice it, though, seeing that the black jacket he always wore was pulled close to him always. A slender hand touched the mirror, and he looked into the reflection of his eyes. How could he be lucky with eyes like those? Bright green eyes, but an unnatural green that made him sick. He couldn't stand those eyes.
He grabbed the books he needed for his next class, shoved them in his bag, closed the locker, and stuck his keychain back on the belt loop of his black jeans. He walked down a hall, walking aimlessly until class started. The entire time he stared down at his flip-flop covered feet.
Hopefully today's band practice would be rather enjoyable for 16-year-old Adrian Lewis.