~College~ ||Byler||

9

Mike woke up with Will's alarm going off. Will pulled his head slightly up but Mike patted his head while turning of his alarm.

"Go back to sleep." Mike whispered to Will. Will lay his head back put he quickly lift it up again.

"We have to go to school today."

"We're not going." Will frowned.

"Why not?"

"Will, I don't want you to face that guy today." Will hesitated but nodded and lay back down.

"Okay." he quietly said before closing his eyes.

.    .    .

Mike woke up again but this time from the phone ringing. Will sat up as Mike walked out of the room for the room.

"Hello?" Mike said in a raspy voice.

"I'm sorry, did I wake you up." It was Mr. Smith. Will's teacher.

"Actually yeah, what is it?"

"I wanted to tell you that Max came by. A friend of yours? She said you guys are gonna stay home. I totally get that. But I just wanted to say that the boy's name was Jason. He is now in the principle office." Mike nodded then he realized he was on the phone.

"Okay thank you."

"Yep, I'll inform you guys after school time what happened to him." Mike nodded again.

"Yep, thank you. Have a nice day."

"No problem. You too." Mr. Smith hung up. Mike walked back to Will's room and crawled onto the bed next to Will who was laying on his back staring at the ceiling.

"Who was it?" he asked.

"Mr. Smith. He told me the guys name was Jason and he's in the principle office right now. He'll inform us this day after school time what is gonna happen to Jason. Will nodded and turned on his side laying an arm over Mike's stomach.

"How about I clean your room while you lay here?"

"No, please lay with me." Will said as he put his head on Mike's chest.

"Can I do it when you're gonna do something else than laying in bed?" Will nodded.

"Yeah sure."

. . .

It's been three hours. Will is reading on the couch and Mike is sitting next to him.

"Is it okay if I clean it now."

"If you want to." Mike stood up and walked to the storage room and grabbed a cleaning spray and a towel.

"Alright be right back." Mike said as he sprayed some of the liquid in the air making Will chuckle. Mike went into his room and went to Will's desk. He sprayed the liquid on the desk as he cleaned it. Lifting up some things as he cleaned under it. Then he went to the bookshelf. Then his nightstand.

Mike sprayed one time on the nightstand and lifted up the lamp standing on it. A sharpener blade lay under the lamp. Mike put the lamp on Will's bed and picked up the blade. He looked at it closely. He then walked with the blade to Will's desk and grabbed the empty sharpener in Will's drawer. They are the same size. Mike frowned. He lay the blade and the empty sharpener on his desk and grabbed the screwdriver Will asked for once. He grabbed the empty sharpener from the desk. He placed the screwdriver on the screw. It fitted the size. Mike picked up the things and went out of Will's room.

"Will?" Will looked up from his book to Mike who walked up to him and sat next to him.

"Why did you take the blade out of the sharpener? The screwdriver fits perfectly in the screw in te sharpener."