Why me....

So this is my first story ever so be gentle and tell me if you would like to see more chapters r&r please it would make me very happy :)

Sum:After being dumped by his girl friend in the worst way possible Vincent hates the world, that is until he meets Damien and he brings him out of his bad mood. But what happens when feelings change to more than just friendship. Will Vincent be able to accept these new feelings?
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‘I’ve got to start waking up earlier…’ Vincent thought to himself as he sped toward school. Vincent had black hair an angular face and bronzed skin. His deep blue eyes scanned the road as he sped threw traffic lights. That mornings events were beyond ridiculous, not only did he wake up late, his brother had taken HIS truck and now he was stuck in this shitty little rundown Saturn. ‘When I get home later I’m going to kick his skinny ass for this…I’m going to be so late urrrgh.!’

It was already the middle of second hour and Vincent finally pulled into the parking lot at school. He quickly parked , jumped out of his car and ran into the school building up to his second hour class. When Vincent got to the door he paused , collected himself, moved a bit of his dark black hair out of his face. ‘I need a hair cut soon…‘ he absently thought to himself before taking a deep breath and knocking on the class room door.

The teacher opened the door a crack to see who was disturbing his class “Ah, I see you have decided to join us today , and with only ten minutes to spare in class, I do hope for your sake your homework is finished Mr. Salvador ?”he said with a cruel smile.
“Sorry Mr. Jones, I woke up late…” Vincent said in an apologetic tone.
The students were all turned to his situation, and amusement danced in there eyes as Vincent stood waiting to be let into the class. Even his girl friend, Shanna was giggling to herself. “Great support their honey…” he thought to himself waiting for the teacher to let him by.
“That is no excuse, now go to you seat and try to learn the last few minutes of class.” Vincent quickly got to his desk and the teacher resumed his lesson.
“So if you take the log base two of the…” Vincent was pulling his books out of his backpack when he felt a poke on his back with a blunt pencil. He looked over to see Shanna mouthing the words I need to see you after class, and he nodded at her.

After class Vincent meet up with her , “What did you need sweetheart?” he asked her. “Hey, honey, I wanted to tell you I won’t need rides from you anymore I’ve got a new friend who lives… closer.” she said with a small smile.
“Oh, well alright then, so when do I get to meet this new friend of yours?” Vincent looked at her expectantly.
The smile grew a little wider on her face “Soon.. I promise”
“Alright” Vincent moved in for a kiss and she shied away “Umm… not right know, I don’t feel very…ummm, kissable right now…”
Vincent looked at her for a couple seconds and replied “Well alright you have a nice day sweet heart.” All he got back was a nod and a smile and he continued to go to his next class.
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‘Finally, last class …’ Vincent thought happily to himself and sat down in his seat in the back of the class.
“Hey, Vince. What’s going on?” His friends Jessica said across the classroom as she walked over to his desk.
“Oh, nothing . Just struggling through the day, I’m ready to get the hell out of high school!”
“Me to… hey I have a question for you”
“What?”
“What happened between you and Shanna?” a couple of heads turned around to listen to the gossip.
“ What do you mean ‘What happened’, Jessica, everything is fine.” Vincent said looking, and sounding genuinely confused.
“ Well I heard you two broke up and Shanna already had a new boy friend!” she said a little loudly and more heads turned.
“Well this is news to me, who did you hear this from?” he asked
“Well I seen her with another guy and--” She was cut short by the bell ringing.

Everybody settled down as the teacher came in and began her lesson but Vincent was completely distracted.
‘There’s no way she is cheating on me no way what so ever, we’ve been together for almost nine months and we haven’t had any problems…no this is just some stupid gossip I’ll talk to her at her locker and share a good laugh about this little story…’ Vincent thought to himself missing the teachers main point of the lesson.

“Oh and by the way everyone” the teacher paused to make sure everyone was paying attention. “I do hope that all of you have greeted our new student Damien Proctor to the class, Please Damien stand up and introduce yourself.” the teacher looked at him expectantly
Vincent couldn’t see anyone moving around in there desks in front of him, so he turned around to see if this new student was behind him.

The guy who was standing had light brown hair that passed his ears just a little bit and was kind of messy, a bit of a chubby face, he had a very lithe frame and big black eyes.
“Uh…I really don’t know what to say now since you already said my name ma’am but I’m new from a small town just south of here, and I’m looking forward to getting to know people and, well I guess that’s it.” Damien said with a smile and sat down
“Well I welcome you to our school and hope you make some fast friends” the teacher said with a smile and continued on with her class
The bell had just alarmed and Vincent instantly jumped out of his chair, when his teacher stopped them “Stop I have an announcement, remember your end of the year project is due in two weeks and they better be good…Oh and Damien I forgot you don’t have a group so you can join with… Vincent since he doesn’t have a partner.”

Vincent looked back at Damien and he smiled and waved a bit. Vincent waved back he really didn’t have time to stay and get to know the guy today he had to get to Shanna’s locker before she left. Luckily for him the guy wasn’t making a move toward him so he darted out of the room.
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Vincent was almost running through the hallways trying to get to Shanna’s locker in time. Just as he turned the corner he seen Shanna at her locker
“ Hey, Sha-..” but his sentence was cut short buy the sudden appearance of some guy wearing a letterman. The guy pushed Shanna against the locker and he kissed her.
“Hey! You Mother fucker let go of her!” He yelled as he moved nearer to them, everyone seemed to turn and look including the guy and Shanna.
She smiled viciously, and turned the guys head toward her “Ignore him, and kiss me again…” She said loud enough for everyone near by to hear.

Vincent was shocked , pissed, and confused.
His emotions were all over the place, he didn’t even register the asshole talking to him “…so you stay away from her, cause she’s mine now, and I make her feel so good…” he emphasized this by grinding against her a bit and she giggled .
Vincent finally found his words again “You bitch! How long have you been cheating on me?! Huh?! And I’ve treated you like a fucking princess, and this is how you repay me, what did I do to you?” Vincent’s voice grew louder with rage.

“So I’m a bitch heh…well you bastard I only dated you because I pitied you , did you really think that I enjoyed our relationship? It was like being with a rock!” She screamed at him
A crowd had gathered to see the argument.
Vincent looked around, everything seemed to slow down. ‘How did this shit happen?’ was the question that kept popping in his head. He could hear people n the crowd making snide remarks, Shanna was laughing, and continued to insult him.

He was overwhelmed with everything, hate and betrayal just made the adrenaline pump through his body, he turned to the nearest locker and punched into the steel.
Then everything got quiet the crowd chatter had died, Shanna’s laughing had stopped and everyone just stared.
Vincent looked at Shanna one more time “You fucking slut.” he turned and the crowd parted and he walked toward the parking lot. ‘How could she do this to me I didn’t do anything wrong? Why did she do this so publicly? Why couldn’t we just handle it on our own, not in front of the entire, Fucking school…’ His thoughts were just running threw his head and they paused when he finally reached his car.
“I just need to get home and punch something…” He said to himself pushing the keys into the ignition, and turning on the car. His car made a terrible clanking sound and wouldn’t start .
“ARE YOU KIDDING ME!!!!!!!IT’S JUST MY FUCKING DAY IS’NT IT?!!! Vincent proceeded to bash his hands against the steering wheel screaming at the top of his lung’s.

Vincent collected himself a little bit, got out of the car and popped the hood . As he inspected the car he couldn’t see anything wrong with it he even checked the oil ( ruining his shirt in the process).
“Do you need some help there Vincent?” said a voice he didn’t recognize.
He turned around to see that new kid from his history class standing behind him.
“Uh… well I cant figure out what’s wrong with this fucking car…” he mumbled more to himself than to the guy right behind him.
Damien looked over his shoulder at the engine, he was shorter than Vincent by about four inches so it was a bit of a stretch, then he looked underneath the vehicle “Ah here’s your problem someone has cut some of these lines and your leaking just about everything…”
“How the hell would you know that?!” Vincent all but screamed, his day was not going well.
Damien looked up at him and picked up a knife that was under the car “They left some evidence behind.” he said calmly.
“DAMMIT!”

Vincent punched his car, and this time when his hand connected with the metal he recoiled. His hand was swollen and bruising from the locker he had punched earlier.
“Whoa calm down man, you don’ t need to punch your car…”Damien tried to calm Vincent down a bit but he was to angry to care. He picked up his phone and dialed his brother, his phone rang once and it died.
“This has been the best day of my fucking life….”he growled out to himself and looked at his hand again.
Damien looked at him for a few seconds
“Do you need a ride home?”

But Vincent wasn’t paying any attention to him he was too consumed in his angry mutterings to himself.
Damien reached his hand over and touched Vincent’s shoulder to get his attention.
Vincent looked up “What?!”
Damien put is hands up and said “Hey calm down, I wanted to know if you needed a ride home?”
Vincent looked at him, he was kind of S.O.L in this situation and didn’t have many options getting home.
“Uhhhh….Yeah sure I really don’t have many options do I?” Vincent mumbled to Damien.
“Doesn’t seem like it, Where do you live any way?” As he turned and started moving toward, what Vincent assumed, was his car.
Vincent had a little battle with himself about if he should follow him or not? He had just met the guy not an hour ago and really didn’t know anything about him but how the hell could his day get any worst.
He turned away from his car cradled his hand and followed Vincent to his car.
‘This should be interesting…’