Beau and I (Sequel to Skip and Beau)

Chapter 21: Before the War

WATTPAD MOTHERFUCKER WASNT WORKING FOR A WEEK IM CRYING IM SORRY GUYS. then i got lazy oops ill update more i promise

*Beau's Point of View* Still Tuesday

I stepped out of the car, nervous. Sara and I had finished our shift talking about Annie from Sonder Records, and now I was back at school. It was just yesterday everyone got into the fight. I nervously stepped into maths to find Tyla. Everyone that wasn't already staring at him stared at me. I guess word had gotten around overnight.

"Hi." I mumbled to him. "How's Kaitlyn?"

"Bored as fuck. In my dorm."

"Tyla, Beau." our professor said sharply. "May I speak with you in the hall?"

I sighed and put my bag down, walking out to where I came from.

"Look," she said. "I don't know what happened. And frankly, I don't care. I don't want a word from either of you about what happened. Especially in my class. Understand?" We nodded. "Good."

We went through a painfully awkward class, just waiting for the day to end. Was Rachel gonna be here? And Anna?

Next I had a free period and went to the school's library. Not to study or anything, I just didn't want to talk with people. Because right now, people kinda suck.

Last night, damn that was rough. In the end, it ended up being Rachel, Anna, and their little posse up against the rest of us. That being me, Sara, Austin, Claire, Tyla, Kaitlyn, and eventually Aiden too.

I texted Sara and pretended to do homework while listening to music and thinking of the Annie lady, who used to work with Jai and Luke. I thought about what was ahead of me for the rest of the day. Then I decided that wasn't much of a good idea, because the worst is yet to come.

I had history with Anna next.

I entered the building carefully, 5 minutes early to avoid most people, looking around at all of the eyes glued to me. I heard the whispers as the girls turned away and leaned over to their friends. I saw the guys give me mixed reactions. Some gave me confident nods, probably proud I was against Rachel, the bitch. Another glared at me, the one that had knocked Tyla out. Others were more confused or ignored me, not wanting to get involved. One brave kid, Kevin, came up to me. Kevin was thin and rather scrawny, a bit nerdy and awkward. But he was nice enough and I used to sit by him in history.

"Is it true what you did yesterday?" he asked.

I shrugged. "Well what did you hear?"

"Your girlfriend was pissed that you almost slept with Rachel so you brought her here. And Anna and Rachel beat her up while you, Tyla, Austin, and their girlfriends tried to stop it. Oh, and the Year 2 guy, Aiden, came to defend Rachel but ended up turning against her, no?"

"Yeah, that sounds about right." I replied.

He adjusted his glasses, impressed. "I didn't think you were the fighting kinda guy."

"Neither did I." I mumbled as the bell rang.

We walked into class and my professor pulled me aside. Her name was Miss Deen. Barely out of university herself and teaching already. "Beau, I know what happened yesterday. If you need me to be just a little more harsh on Anna Stevenson, just let me know." She winked.

I grinned. "Thanks, Miss Deen." We'd always gotten along pretty well. She was more like a friend than a teacher.

I walked to my desk as Anna walked in. Her face was sour as she glared at me. I looked at Miss Deen and gave her puppy dog eyes. She understood.