Blossoming From Zero (boyxboy)

Chapter 42 - Turn Table Pt 2

 ---This chapter is shorter than the last. I hope you guys dont feel the story is dragging on too long. Thank you to anyone who Reads, Votes, Shares or Comments. It makes my day! ---

---Picture of Collin---

Some time later after searching the halls I spotted another target. The guy who tagged along with Zeal and beat me up. I wasn't angry or upset with him, just a little disappointed he fell into Zeal's trap.

"Uhh, hey, w-would you like to try one of these?" I ask raising the basket to him. He gave me a strange look. He hesitated before picking one up.

"They aren't poisoned are they?" He asks in a tired voice. I took one from the basket, bit it and shook my head.

"W-Why are you giving me one of these?" He asked, nervous and suspicious.

"Why not?" I simply shrugged.

"...You know what I mean... About what happened yesterday?" He shot back.

"I don't blame you for that, I blame Zeal." I said, giving him a soft smile. He glanced at muffin and bit into it. He broke a little smile when the taste hit his mouth.

"I-Its delicious." He complimented. 

"I wanna apologize for what I did yesterday... I should have used my own judgment rather than following behind Zeal, he seemed like a cool guy so i didn't think twice." He said, looking to the floor. I shook my head.

"Its okay. I'm just glad you can see past Zeal's facade." I respond. He gave another smile before walking off.

I handed out a bunch more muffins. A lot more people accepted them than I though. I had a few left to give away. I was making my way through the hall when I saw the guy Alen had a crush on. He seemed a little too jockey to eat muffins so I wasn't sure if I should have handed him one or not. He noticed me walking down the hall, and to my surprise he came over to me.

"Uh, Harvey, right?" Wow, he actually knew my name?

"Y-Yeah?" I say nervous to his intentions.

"I need to speak with you for a moment." He demanded, sounding a bit nervous? He took me out onto one of the decks connected to the school. We sat side by side looking off into the sky. I waited for him to speak, he was certainly taking his time.

"I uh, wanted to thank you for stopping me the other day." He broke, scratching his cheek. I tilted my head in confusion, I didn't understand why he was thanking me. 

"You stopped me from hitting Alen." He answered my unspoken question, looking my way with a little smile. "You were right about him."

I sprouted a smile. He actually seemed like a nice guy. His smile disappeared a moment later.

"I also wanted to apologize for hitting you." He said placing his gaze on the ground.

"T-That was my fault. I got in front of you." I assure him.

"I shouldn't have been throwing a punch though..." He said looking sad.

"It was thanks to Alen that I found out my girlfriend was being unfaithful. When I broke up with her she attacked me like some kind of demon." He said, chuckling still with a sad look on his face.

"Now I have someone else running through my mind. I can't stop thinking about them." He admitted, not speaking the persons name. Though I may be dense I knew exactly who he meant.

"Follow your heart." I say smiling while holding a muffin up to him. He grew a grin on his face.

"Thanks bud." He spoke before biting into it. I unintentionally watched him as he ate. I was trying to read his emotion. He spotted my oblivious gaze and he gave a half smile while wiping crumbs from his lips.

"Did you make this?" He asked pointing to the muffin. I nod for the billionth time at the same question.

"You're like a prodigy man. You can cook, sing and have otherworldly soccer skills. I was not expecting to lose that match." He said looking at me in disbelief. I suppose he saw my performance in the theater then, if he knows I sing. I blushed at his compliments. People were surprisingly nice to me after that soccer match. That helped push my plan miles ahead.

"Collin, Collin Carter." He introduced.

"Harvey Harris." I respond. I noticed we both had the same initials in first and last names, HH and CC. 

"I'll call you CC." I joke. He chuckled, knowing what I meant.

After chatting a bit with him I headed to my final classes.

I still had two muffins left, so when the final bell rang I ran towards the lockers as fast as I could. I made it there before anyone, which is pretty impressive seeing as how im in a cast and all. I waited a bit before spotting another blonde walking down the hall, only this time the girl was in a group.

"Excuse me, would you want to try a muffin." I ask feeling a little intimidated by the crowd. She didn't answer, she just stood there expecting me to give her one. I quickly handed her a muffin and she took it. She looked at the muffin for a bit, then back to me. Everything seemed to go in slow motion as she dropped it to the floor and stomped it furiously with her heal. Some of her group members laughed, continuing down the hall, while a couple of the others looked frightened. One of the girls in the group whispered in her ear. The blond girl started looking worried. She looked back at me, completely embarrassed. She picked up her pace, now power walking down the hall. I turned my head slightly, not altering my gaze, looking at them in confusion. The halls filled and my final target made his appearance, Zeal. He made his way over to his locker. I cautiously approached him.

"Uh hey, would you like a muffin?" I say as innocently as possible, holding the muffin to him. His glare made me feel like I had a sword through my stomach, though I doubt my stare made him feel pleasant.

"What are you up to." He spoke through his gritted teeth, narrowing his eyes.

"What could you ever possibly mean?" I say continuing the innocent act, placing a knuckle at my lips while pouting, trying to annoy him. His anger overflowed. He pimp slapped me sending me, my crutch, the basket and the muffin to the floor. The sound echoed though the halls, gracing everyones ears.

"Don't f*** with me you little insect." Zeal shouted. The school went quiet and all eyes were on us. Good job Zeal, you just hit a helpless injured boy who was offering you a muffin, to the ground. Phase one of my plan was a success!