I was so excited! A new girl was starting at my high school in the small town where my single mom and I lived together. I heard she was a goth and former catholic school girl and also she was from japan! She seemed so cool!

Her name was Akane. She was smoking behind the gym. She made out with me with her black lipstick. She tasted like ashes. It was hot. She had red and black hair like flames. Her skirt was black and red plaid and torn over fishnets. Super hot.

I sometimes wished my face skin wasn’t so flawless and pale. People said it made me look like a girl. They bullied me for that and my long raven hair parted in the middle and my long lithe limbs.

I wrote poetry but I only let Akane see it. It was about death. She burned it with her lighter and then made out with me. It was hot