So; like this said, I am doing an adaption of the musical and movie of The Heathers for a friend of mine who got me into it with her and my character. This will feature her character Matthew Fraust and my beloved Raiten Chioru. It is about fourteen pages in and still in progress but I wanted to post this up and show a bit of what has been written already in hopes that you all may be excited for the eventual posting of this onto Wattpad and -perhaps- here too.
This is also an update to state that I may post my stories and poems from Wattpad onto here so it could possibly bring in a wider audience.
Also, if anyone is willing to donate time and effort into being an editor then that would be incredible. I do not write for profit for now and would like my hobby not to become a major investment until I know I have a good following. With that said, I shall admit most of my works are raw and have not been reviewed very extensively considering my schedule makes giving my time to this a little hectic.
Otherwise; to others who are enjoying my works, please continue to: like, comment, vote, and follow. I would greatly appreciate feed back and/or compliments. It is very encouraging to see people enjoying the fruits of my trade. Please stay tuned, I will try and make the post on a more regular basis!
As for the peak into my story I promised earlier.
“You hurt because you have a soul.” Matt jumped as he saw a slightly shorter redhead… Really red haired boy. He looked up to show ashy purple eyes that made his heart skip a beat. “Unlike your shit friends.” The mahogany haired boy said with a smirk before looking back to his book as he walked passed Matt.
“Excuse me… I didn’t catch you name.” Matt said as the shorter male was only a few feet away. The shorter male stopped and looked back at Matt from his book. A perplex look on his face, somewhat confusing Matt too as he didn’t think a simple question would confuse someone.
“I don’t recall throwing it.” The boy said as he walked off. Matt watched the boy clad in a long black old military style jacket with an attached hood with fur lining. There was an air about him that was alluring to Matt and made him want to talk more. He wasn’t annoyed of the response, instead, it seemed more like a cute and witty retort to the phrase Matt used to try and get the other’s name.
Said redhead just walked away and Matt couldn’t help but watch until he saw trouble… Times two. Andrew and Gary some how suddenly seemed to have beef to pick with the new guy as he was walking off from Matt. “Hey loser! You got some balls to be rude to the Heather’s homo like that.”
“Haha! Does your boyfriend from your last town know you are cruising for a new butt buddy?” Andrew asked as he and Gary laughed.
“Good one!” Gary complimented as he fist bumped with Andrew.
“I should ask you about your own boyfriend there.” The read head said gesturing to Gary. “Also I didn’t realized a person could be owned by people now-a-days… dead last.” The guy said with a touch of humor to his tone. Losing his temper Andrew took a swing at the redhead and the world seemed quiet as they watched the new guy dodge and grad Andrew’s arm and pull him forward to knee him in the balls. Matt’s jaw dropped like many other’s surrounding him as he saw Andrew drop and clutch his nuts.
“I… I shouldn’t watch this…” Matt struggled to say as he watched Gary turn the redhead boy around and aim to punch him in the face. His large tan hand being caught in a light olivine hand, he was held in place as the new boy kicked him in the knee to drop the tall jock down a bit lower and clasped his hands on either side of Gary’s face to head butt him loud enough the cafeteria could hear the impact. Matt cringed but watched more. “Wow… no-name kid…” Matt was loving seeing the wild red hair follow through no-name kid’s movements. “You’re in… incredible.”
No-Name kid reared his left hand up and knocked Gary in the side of the jaw with a firm and strong hit that knocked the disoriented jock to the floor beside Andrew. “Pack your shit like you do your asses… mother fuckers.”
“Damn~…” Matt swallowed down the lump in his throat and felt even stranger due to the fact the No-Name Kid looked right at him passed all the people. His cheeks heating up a bit as he turned his head and ducked away. There was no way the Heather’s would approve of No-Name Kid… but damn… the other was hot. Hot and a fighter. He showed no fear as the other boys towered over him. He showed no fear as their muscles tensed before they struck. He was confident and capable. More than capable…
And that is a part of my fan fiction of The Heathers…. the gay edition. XD.
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