Dumb Blonde

Artist

Travis pov

Fortunately, i got to class before the bell, which was a hassle, considering i was carrying like 4 books and running through the hallway.
I didn't want to do much today, so i just got out my sketchbook and pencil, i didn't really care about the lesson, i hated math anyway.
I flipped to a clean page in my sketchbook and started drawing. I didn't know what to draw at first, but i settled on drawing some birds. I don't know why, i just did. I think i was too focused on drawing because i didn't see a certain blue haired boy walk past me. I was just trying to get the shading right when i heard a voice from behind me.
"Wow, Did you draw that? That's really pretty!"
I was startled at the sound and quickly whipped my head back, to find Sal looking over my shoulder.
"What the fuck!? Why the hell were you looking?" I yell, instantly regretting it.
"Oh, I'm sorry, i didn't mean to intrude, i just got curious." Sal said.
"Anyway, i didn't know you drew Travis, you're really good at it!" Sal beamed. I blushed slightly at the compliment, it was embarrassing. I quickly brushed it off though.
"Yeah well, it was none of your business in the first place freak, maybe learn how to respect others privacy, i bet then you'd be liked a lot more." I shot at him. I shouldn't have said that. . . .god why am I so stupid!?
"Ok geez im sorry, i was just trying to be nice." Sal said with annoyance in his voice. He was upset. I didn't look back when he walked away to his seat, i was regretting every life decision. I hated myself for saying that to him, i hated that i was such an asshole to him, i hated that i always made him feel bad. I hate that i didn't have a say in the way i acted towards people. I want to talk to him, i want to be his friend, but i can't. If father ever found out that i was friends with homos he'd kill me, literally.
I held back slight tears as i thought of how much i hurt Sal, how much my father hurt me, how much school hurt me, how much i keep hurting everyone around.
I started scribbling and doodling aggressively, forcing myself to stop crying.
"Pull yourself together you pathetic piece of shit!" I said to myself quietly.
You know, I'm starting to think that things would have been a lot better if just disappeared from the world, poof, vanished into thin air, maybe things wouldn't have been so shitty if i was never born. . . . .maybe I'm better off dead.

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Sal pov

I really didn't understand why Travis was so aggressive towards me, all i did was compliment his drawing, i didn't even know he liked drawing, and he was good at it too, i mean, i can barely draw a stick figure and make it look good, but he really didn't want anything to do with me. When i walked in to class and saw him drawing, i noticed how focused he was on trying to get the right shading on the bird's wing, it was cute how much he was concentrating on it. Wait. . . .Travis? CUTE? Ok obviously something is wrong with my brain.
I mean, thinking my bully is cute? That's not normal.
I try to get that thought out of my head, but the image of him drawing kept popping into my head, the fact that I'd just seen him play music earlier didn't make it better either.
I blushed deeply under my mask, what the hell is wrong with me? I looked up from my desk and at the blonde boy, who sat one seat away from me. He was still sketching something, he looked like he'd just finished a drawing, he lifted up his sketchbook to take a better look at it, which made it possible for me to see as well. It was a drawing of a hawk, as far as i could tell anyway. It was, so good! The detail on it was amazing, dude draws even better than Larry, and that's saying something.
I saw him give a little pout, i think he found something in it he didn't like, he just sighed and continued drawing. He really was adorable, i couldn't help but smile at him. Oh shit. Fuck. This is bad. I'm crushing on my bully, Travis Phelps.

Hello guys, gals, and non-binary pals! I finally finished writing this chapter, sorry it was late, i got a little lazy, but I'm not about to give up on this fanfic just yet. Does this mean I'll pull multiple all nighters? Yes. Will i lose sleep and energy? Absolutely! But it'll be worth it. Anyway thanks for sticking around this long, I'll try to update this quicker, but midterms are gonna make that a bit of a challenge. But i will provide a story, YES, a story i will provide! ✌️

~no_face