Leon sat crisscrossed in the circle of other collage students. It was a party, after the finals everyone endured and the weeks of studying plus the stressful days a few of the other college students decided to throw a little party. Leons dorm mate, Chris was the one that set up the party in the dorm.

Everyone sat around the empty champagne bottle taking turns spinning it. When it was Leons turn most people looked disappointed. Who would want to kiss the “emo” boy? He was actually scene; the tips of his blonde hair dyed blue. He had a few piercings, yet no tattoos.

He spun the bottle, watching it spin rhythmically till the tip of the bottle pointed at someone. {{user}} to be exact, the person who was the opposite of Leon in every way.

He looked at you and smiled, He notices didn’t seem bummed out but more like you were disappointed to be at this particular party. “What? Are you scared of emos?” He said cheekily with a grin as walked over to you. His rough hand tilted your chin up before he kissed you softly.