Chapter 1: The Mysterious Boy

Every day I get up in the morning, catch the school bus, arrive at school and go to lessons. The lessons are boring, I admit; the same this-and-that every day, English, Maths, Science, burning my finger on a Bunsen burner... but there's one thing that makes my life interesting every day, and that's the dark figure I see every day in the lunch break.
I catch a glimpse of his face sometimes. He has dark red eyes, pale skin, but instead of snow-white hair like an albino, dark brown hair flops into his eyes. It is spiky, but he doesn't use gel like the other guys. It's naturally jagged, messy. Split ends that don't make him look trashy, just mysterious. He dresses in black. Nobody knows much about him. He comes from an unknown family. He hangs by himself. A loner. Nobody dares to speak to him. Nobody acknowledges him but me. He acknowledges me too. Sometimes I see him watching me, wondering what I'm about to do next. It's pretty scary, but comforting at the same time.
None of my friends are interested in him. They say he's creepy, weird, a freak. I agree with them, just for the show. But really I admire him, in a creepy kind of way. He's fourteen, I'm twelve, but there's something thrilling about him. That blank look in his eyes. They flash sometimes; I see them, bright, gleaming, shining like the sun.
Once I looked at his records in the staff office. He's called Rin and he lives on 27 Black Street. His parents are lazy, alcoholics. Incapable of looking after him. So he looks after himself, and once I heard that he looks after an 8-year-old girl from the elementary school a few blocks down. Selena, she's called. Such independence for a fourteen-year-old.
Today I sit on the bench. Some of my friends are in detention. My very best friend Cele is at the dentist. So I sit on my own, eating my lunch, the sun shining down on me. I look at the boy. He looks up at me and I turn away quickly. I hear footsteps. He's coming. He's coming closer.
"Hi," he says, in a voice so deep, foreign to me, so gruff that I scream aloud. I've never heard him speak before. It's a shock.
Rin looks amused, and opens his mouth to speak. I clutch my cell phone in case I have to dial 911. Will he threaten me? Breath fire? Say he's from a secret organisation and he's out to get me?
I cower away as he begins to speak, holding my breath, clutching my phone so tight my knuckles are turning white... "Would you like to go out with me sometime?"