Trees

Asshole.

??? Pov

"Come on Travis! It will only be for a bit" the brown haired boy pleaded. I sighed and started to walk with him as he smiled brightly. 'Idiot.' I felt my cheeks flush as he took my hand and practically dragged me with him. His hair swooping in the wind as we ran, the smell of honey filling my nostrils. The smell of him made me smile a bit, but then instantly being wiped off. 'Stop thinking like that. Father is already pissed about-' "Travis are you okay?" The boy said, looking concerned at the boy.

All I could do was stare, I opened my mouth but nothing came out, I couldn't speak.

"Travis?"

My vision started to darken

"Travis."

"Travis!"

"TRAVIS GET YOU'RE ASS UP"

Travis's Pov

I jointed up, my eyes meeting with my father's angry ones. I tried to wake up, vividly remembering the dream. "STOP SITTING THERE AND GET OFF YOU'RE ASS, YOUR GONNA BE LATE." He slammed the door. I looked at the clock on the wall. It was a electric blue color, a color that I hated. It read 6:57 am. What the fuck was he talking about, I'm so fucking early.

I slowly got up from my bed, stretching my legs and my arms, groaning as I got up. Another shit year of the same fucking crap. I walked to my closet and looked at the sweaters I had. Red to purple to indigo to blue to black. I grabbed the purple sweater, not caring if my fAtHer will get pissed that I'm wearing a 'girl' color.

It's a fucking color.

Why is he upset that I wear purple if the fucker covers me in purple every night?

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"Get out. And make that slap a fucking reminder that You're not hot shit." He growled as I got out. I rubbed my cheek as I closed the door. He slapped me when I threw my backpack on the seat. Bullshit. I started to walk into the school, dropping my hand to my side.

As I walked in, a faint scent of cigarettes met my nose. I scrunched it up and sighed. I already hate it here.

??? Pov

"Sal your dumb as hell" Larry said chuckling a bit. I was trying to put my pig tails up but one of them had more hair than the other. "I'd like you to do it then" I said taking them out and throwing the hair ties as him. He chuckled and grabbed the brush. "Watch and learn little dude" He brushed my hair out and split it in the middle. "Yeah yeah" I said smiling a bit.

I watched him in the mirror, he looked focused as hell. Once he was done with both of the sides, I realized he did a way better job. "I didn't expect you to do so well" I said looking at it in the mirror. "Wow so mean" he said with a fake offended tone. We both laughed and started to walk out of my bathroom, Gizmo on the couch watching TV. "Bye Gizmo, have a good day" I said scratching his head.

He meowed and continued to watching whatever he was watching.

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"Come on Sal let's just ditch" Larry begged, holding my arm trying to drag me back. "We can ditch tomorrow, I don't need the school calling my dad" Not like he would pick up but I still wanna be here for the first day. "Fine" Larry said rolling his eyes. We walked to the entrance, my eye catching a blonde walking in.

"Look its dipshit" Larry scoffed. "Be nice Larry" I scolded. "Be nice? Sal how can I be nice when he punched you at the end of the year, AND that bruise stayed on you for like two weeks dude." He said opening the door for me. "But there has to be a reason for all of that, right? Because that doesn't come out of no where" I said, entering quickly because there was someone else coming through.

"So there's a reason that he calls us fags, bullies you and Todd, oh and don't forget Ashley, he hurts you physically, and remember that time in Mrs Pa-" "Okay okay I get it" I quickly cut him off. He sighed and shook his head. "You're too nice Sal." He mumbled. I took the piece of paper out of my hoodie, the one where it has my locker number and my classes. "Oh yeah" Larry said pulling a paper out of his pocket.

We both unfolded it, he groaned. "I have 206, by the fucking bathrooms." He said rubbing his eyes. "I have 207, you're not alone" I said blankly as I stared at my classes. "Looks like we have...2 classes together...no wait more" He said looking at his and mine frantically. "Well look who it is." A voice said, I didn't even realize we were walking along with the hallway, enough to get to Travis's locker.

"Hi Travis" I said looking back at my schedule, but then again up at him, noticing a red hand print on his cheek, and a light bruise under his eye. "What are you looking at freak?" He growled. "Hey assface" Larry said, shoving his schedule in his pocket. "Larry don't, it's early in the morning" I said blocking him from Travis. "Sal for once, just let me beat the shit out of him" He said glaring at Travis. "Imagine having a little fag stop you from h-" and with that, Larry finally got his hands on him.

Poor dude

He pushed me out of the way and went after him, punching him in the nose making him fall back. "LARRY" I yelled before he made another punch in. I rarely yelled at him, so he whipped his head back and gave me the 'oh fuck' look. He put his fist down quickly, his expression going back. "Sal he called you a fucking fag, I couldn't just stand here and let you take it!" He argued.

I looked at Travis, he was holding his nose in his hand, groaning. I walked over a bit, not wanting to get too close "Travis are you okay?" I said, trying to peak a bit to look at his nose. There was blood leaking from his hand. "Shut up and leave me alone freak" he said getting up and leaving quickly.

"What an ass." Larry scoffed. I elbowed him in his side, making him groan. "What was that for?" He said rubbing his side. "For hitting him" I scolded. "Whatever, let's just find our lockers." He grumbled.

Travis Pov

"Asshole" I said looking at my nose in the mirror. Blood was all over it, nothing broken though. I grabbed from toilet paper and started cleaning it up, a cut being visible on the bridge of my nose. "How the fuck?" I said wiping the blood that was dripping from it. All the blood was gone, luckily I had a bandaid in my pocket, knowing I probably needed it today.

I put it on my nose, looking at myself after. "I look fucking weird." I said rolling my eyes and walking out. I pulled out my phone and looked at the time. 7:30- why the fuck did he even drop me off early? I scoffed and started walking down the halls, looking for my first class.