Flower Boy

Chapter 2

Aiden yawns, his head resting on his fist.

"Aiden, you need to eat." Wendy slides a plate of eggs and bacon with a slice of toast across the table to him.

The three sit in the loud food hall eating breakfast, it was 6 in the morning and Aiden wasn't feeling to good after yesterday's events.

"I'm n-not hungry." Aiden gives a small smile.

"Well then could you please drink your orange juice?" Wendy asks, points to his glass.

"F-fine." Aiden says, returning her smile.

The once loud food hall fills with hush tones and whispers as three people walk in.

"Look, it's the 3 Musketeers!"

"Omg, look at how hot Caleb is!"

"Caleb? Look at Taylor~"

"What are you two insane!? Look at Brett!"

"Omg its them!"

"Shit, look- the 3 Musketeers."

Aiden hears all the whispers as they surround them, however Wendy and John look unfazed.

"W-who are the 3 Musketeers?" Aiden looks at Wendy.

"Wha- you don't know!?" She practically screams, noticing everyone's eyes on her, she leans forward and whispers. "How have you been going to this school for four years now and NOT know who the 3 Musketeers are!?"

"I-I thought when everyone mentioned them, they were talking about the historical 3 Musketeers." Aiden frowns looking down at the table.

"They're a bunch of assholes, that's all you need to know."

"Okay...but who are they?"

"Well, you have Caleb Worthington, the rugby player of the group. Taylor Bent, the overly flirty one that hits on everyone, parties, and still has good grades. Then you have Brett Adams, the leader of the group." John says, rolling his eyes.

"Oh....does that mean-"

"Yep, those are the ones we ran into yesterday!" Wendy says, shoving a bite of eggs into her mouth.

Aiden's mouth hangs open as he stares at his two friends, Wendy takes this as an opportunity and shoves a slice of toast in his mouth. John and Wendy laugh at Aiden as he pouts with the piece of toast hanging in his mouth, they act like they are the only ones in the room. Little did they that from across the room, a certain someone has his eyes souly on Aiden.

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Aiden sighs and rubs his shoulders walking out of his last class of the day, his other hand pulls out his phone, ready to text Wendy he's out of class. Walking by the lockers, a hand grabs his hair and jerks him back.

"Ow!" Aiden's head hits the lockers, hard.

"You think I'll let you go just like that little shit?" Brett stands in front of Aiden, his eyes filled with anger.

"I-I-"

"You will pay for those shoes."

Aiden whimpers, his head getting pulled back once more.

"I've heard about you," Brett leans in, his mouth right by Aiden's ear. "Flower Boy."

"P-please, I c-can't pay for them. L-let me do something else...." Aiden strains against Brett's hold, his eyes fill with tears.

"Oh like what, you'll give me a flower instead?" Brett smirks.

Aiden nods, "Yes! Y-yes I can give you a flower!"