33.

Cole's P.O.V.

I enter the school grounds.

I'm so nervous.

I quickly go to the bathroom to see how I look.

My reflection stares back at me. It looks so alone and just dead.

"I need to re-dye my hair." I say to myself. The brown roots are coming back through the blue.

"Xavier can choose the next colour. " I smile at the thought.

I gather all my courage and get to class. I have psychology. I enter the room, all eyes stare at me. Some scared, some judgemental. I will never understand why people are afraid of me, ever since I have gone to school people had been scared or afraid. I'm a nice person. Do I look scary?

I walk trying to avoid glances, I sit in my usual seat which is left untouched.

"Well, look who decided to show up. Mr.