Moon Aei Yong's Story

Nate paced around his bedroom, gripping onto his dark coloured hair. First day back, with no idea what to wear. Naturally it was his duty to make an appearance, and if he didn't it might've been the end of him as a whole. He looked over his wardrobe once more, shoving his way through piles of clothes. "Come on," He grumbled. His expression changed to one of joy when he came across a pale blue/grey, button-down shirt, dark blue jeans. After putting that on, he quickly brushed a comb through his hair and entered the bathroom to wash.

It took Nate around 20 minutes to get everything done. He skidded out of the bathroom, singing into the comb like a weirdo, but dropped it as he saw his father sitting on the bed. "Uh, hi?" He said, slightly wary as to what the hell his father was doing in his room. His father looked up at him, his eyes cold with hatred. "You plan on making this year better than the last?" He asked. Nate shrugged. "Depends on whether I can be arsed or not" He replied bluntly, before exiting the room. He rubbed the back of his neck and sighed. His relationship with his father had never been that great, and he hated his guts, but Nate still wished his father was just a little bit more loving.

He was at the top of the stairs when he heard the phone beeping from inside his room. He turned on his heel and re-entered the room, his eyes narrowing as he saw his father staring down at the phone in his hand. Nate launched forward and ripped it from his hands. "Who's Moon?" His father asked. Nate snorted, "None of your damn business, that's who". He looked at the text and smiled, texting one back; 'Of course I am. See you in five, yeah?'.

Nate walked down the stairs and grabbed his boots from the bottom of the stairway, then put them on his feet and stepped into the kitchen, where he was greeted by two large smiles. His sisters. "What're you smiling about?" He asked, arching a brow. Cassie, aged 14 years old, merely giggled and pushed a bowl of cereal towards him. "A strong boy like you needs breakfast," Commented his other sister, Jenna, aged 16. Nate smirked and immediatly got stuck into his cereal, devouring it within minutes.

He was on the last piece of cereal when he heard the faint noise of a car pulling up outside. "That'll be Moon now. I'll see you guys at school. Be safe.. Remember; road safety, don't talk to strangers, and no shortcuts". Both sisters rolled their eyes and waved him goodbye as he left the house. Nate grinned as he saw Moon. He got into the passenger seat of the car and leaned over to give her a small kiss. "Morning".

Nate was staring out of the window, his eyes trailing each object that they passed. His lips parted to release a small exhale of breath. "You know, my parents are flying in today. They're flying in from my mom's big tour around the world. They're throwing a huge record release party at my place," Aei's voice broke through the silence, "It's gonna be a swanly event. Black Tie too. So dress nice". Nate turned his head to her flashed her a crooked grin, "Alright, I'll be there".

He noticed they were nearing the school, and it had been silent for quite some time now. He examined her face, then came to the conclusion that she was deep in thought. But what was she thinking about? Nate never could tell, she was such a mysterious girl. Probably with as much to hide as him. Just the thought made him shudder. Aei pulled into the car park and Nate's eyes darted around the school. It was just the same as every first day of a new year of school. The older year had left to live their lives, the new kids were all prancing around like retards without a care in the world, and the others were attempting to climb up the social ladder like they had done for previous years.

Whilst Aei was fixing her make-up, Nate sighed in frustration. "Ready?" Aei asked. Nate nodded, "As ready as I'll ever be" He replied, exiting the car. He walked up to Julio and Evie, greeting them with a nod. "So, Julio, how was Mexico?" He asked. In all honesty, he didn't care, but it would do no harm to ask.