𝙗𝙪𝙡𝙡𝙮 - byler

5

"is that-"

max cut will off, "james and troy kissing."

dustin looked over at james and troy, "holy shit!" james and troy looked over at them and they all ducked down.

"great, dustin." max scoffed.

—

will plopped back on his bed, "what the fuck."

"when did you start swearing?" jonathan asked.

"what the fu-freak! don't scare me like that."

"sorry," jonathan chuckled and walked away.

will sat up on his bed and grabbed his sketchbook. joyce walked in with will's phone in her hand. she went over to will and hugged him. "i love you so much, will. these- these assholes-"

will's eyes teared up while he laughed, "mom!"

joyce let go of him. "i'm talking to your principal about this tomorrow."

"mom, please don't. it'll just make everything worse."

"they shouldn't be allowed to harass you like this. i swear i'm going to rip these kids' heads off."

will put his face in his hands and groaned.

"will, you should tell me when stuff like this happens. this happens all the time, doesn't it?" joyce started to pace, "oh my god, i should've noticed something was up or something."

"this was the first time that they- like the photos and stuff. i don't even know how they got my number. please, let's just forget about it. it's- it's fine."

"what happened?" jonathan asked.

"jesus christ!" will exclaimed.

"some kids at school photoshopped his photo on some 'funny' photos and added him to this- this group chat to harass him."

"who are these kids?" jonathan clenched his jaw.

"what you gonna do? fight them?" will rolled his eyes.

"hey, i won a fight against steve harrington."

"and you will never do anything like that ever again," joyce crossed her arms.

"yeah, i know."

will yawned. "we should let will rest. come on, mom." jonathan motioned for joyce to walk out of will's room.

joyce kissed will's forehead, "goodnight."

"goodnight, mom."

joyce turned off the lights on her way out.

will contemplated about whether he should go to sleep or draw. he then grabbed his sketchbook and headed over to his desk and turned on the lamp. he sat down and opened his sketchbook.

-

will's alarm on his phone went off minutes ago, but he was still asleep with his head resting on his sketchbook.

"i've gotta get to work. make sure will eats breakfast." joyce grabbed her jacket and rushed out of the house.

"will!" jonathan shouted from the kitchen. "will, get up!" jonathan walked into will's room and turned off his phone alarm.

"what?" will yawned and rubbed his eyes.

jonathan stared at the drawing on will's sketchbook and pointed at it. "who's that?"

will looked to where jonathan was pointing at. "wha- i- don't look at it!" will shut his sketchbook. "i-i don't know who that is. just someone random, okay?"

"okay, geez." jonathan put his hands up, "come out and eat breakfast."

will waited for jonathan to walk out to open his sketchbook. he stared at the drawing he drew last night. he drew mike. mike fucking wheeler. will stared at the drawing in disbelief and tried to remember when he started drawing mike.

"are you getting ready for school or what?" jonathan shouted.

-

"that's a fucking masterpiece!" lucas exclaimed at will's drawing of mike. "not mike though, he's trash. but seriously, this is really good." will rolled his eyes at lucas' comment about mike.

max walked up to them. "what you guys looking at?"

"will's drawings," lucas looked at will, "show her the mike one."

"nope." will put his sketchbook back into his backpack.

"you drew mike? the one you like?" max asked, looking confused.

"yes! what do you think? how many mikes are at this school?" will felt bad for giving her attitude, but he didn't want someone to overhear their conversation.

"there's a lot of them actually. there's a mike in my history class. a mike in my art class-"

"you take art?" lucas interrupted max.

"advanced art. and a mike in my science class. that's a lot of mikes. none of them are your mike, by the way."

"okay, whatever." will glanced at his watch. the bell was supposed to ring soon.

mike, troy, and james walked by them. will stared at mike until mike glanced at him. will felt his face get hot.

"oooh-" will hit max's shoulder. max just grinned.

-

will ate his lunch alone in the cafeteria. lucas texted will saying he had lunch detention with james. lunch detention didn't go on your record but will figured that lucas was scared that if he didn't go, he would get an actual detention. apparently, he got detention because james kept bothering lucas in class, and the teacher thought they were messing around. stupid mike and his stupid friends. will didn't know why he liked mike. he just did.

max was in the library studying for an upcoming history exam. she would have studied in the cafeteria, but she wouldn't have been able to concentrate.

will was drawing in his sketchbook while eating the overcooked sweet potato fries from the school. will heard snickering behind him but he just kept drawing.

"drawing gay guys fucking?" troy asked then burst into laughter like he just told the funniest joke.

"no, it's a cat." will said blankly.

troy stopped laughing, "who said you could talk?"

"you asked me a questio-"

"i don't fucking care. lemme see this." troy snatched will's sketchbook. some students gathered around them. "let's see what's inside this faggot's sketchbook."

mike felt kinda bad, but he was curious to see what will drew.

troy went through the sketchbook. "there's literally a bunch of gay shit in here. a girl holding up a bunch of rainbow flags? what the fuck." troy laughed." guys look at this. mike, will drew you!"

"give it back!" will tried to grab his sketchbook but troy harshly shoved him. will fell back into the lunch table. 

mike stared at drawing. troy held the sketchbook up for everyone to see. some laughed while some shook their heads.

a few people chanted "will the queer" and then a bunch of people started chanting it.

will grabbed his backpack and started to run away. "hey, queer! you don't want this back?" will looked back at troy who waving the sketchbook in the air. will stopped in his tracks. troy started ripping up the sketchbook.

"no!" will screamed. will ran towards troy, but mike stepped in the way so will ran into him instead of troy. will fell on top of mike.