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Please...hurt me more.. make me bleed.
Soft fingertips brushed up against delicate features; pushing strands of bubblegum pink hair away from porcelain white skin. Dark, thick lashes lowering slightly- cerise eyes following the curve of the sidewalk that lead to tall structure of hell- well maybe that was a harsher term, but school was definitely not his favorite place on earth. Sure, there were a few good points to it; but the bad outruled the nicer aspects of schooling. Aiko's lightly colored peach and full lips parted; realeasing a small sigh- it was a drag wasting his time here. Despite his almost innocent doll-like features, he wanted to be doing something sinful right now; not hearing crap he wouldn't ever use in his future. Bright hues tracing the letters that printed out the name of the school; in the theme colors of yellow and blacks. Now, it wasn't as if the school was crappy or anything- just the people here weren't enough to entertain the boy. And his flirtatious and almost obscene comments usually ended with a beating; which was actually one of the reasons he liked to go to school. His slender fingers rubbing his slightly bruised wrist; a hint of a curve gracing his lips at the memory. Tearing himself away from these thoughts and concentrating on the task of actually reaching the school ontime; he increased his pace slightly. Though, it most likely wouldn't matter if he was late- he actually hardly ever got in trouble with that. Aiko, being rather good at acting and coming up with excuses would always put on a sweet little facade to trick his first period teacher every now and again.
Very soon he pressed his hands against the enterance of the doors; pushing them open and entering. Glancing up towards the clock idly; seeing that the bell was just about to ring. The feminine boy frowned slightly- deciding that one day of skipping wouldn't hurt that bad; besides he hardly got any work in first period as it was. His lithe and slender; almost curvy figure made it's way past groups of friends chatting amongst themselves; small clicks collecting here and there. Aiko, himself tended to hangout with more of the odd outcast kids at the school but didn't discriminate against anyone; male, female, jock, nerd- he would gladly accept anyone to play around with inbetween classes. He was labeled as the school slut, and honestly didn't care one bit. He actually was fond of being called one. Wisps of colored hair fell against his cheek as the student found himself pushing the back door of the school.
Letting his barely filled backpack fall to the floor; and pressing his back against the cold wall; he allowed himself to slide down it into a sitting position. Closing his eyes briefly; glad the sun did not hit in this direction. The boy yawned quietly; though coming out as more of a quiet mewl. Aiko opened his eyes slightly; half-lidded eyes looking ahead of him. Starting to regret going to a friend's house for some fun- causing him to shift his sitting position from the light ache. Looking boredly down at his watch. He decided it wouldn't hurt to take a little rest before lunch..