all the little things

ch3

dylan at the top btw

Aaron-

when i got to school the next day, i spotted Renton sitting with one of my friends, dylan, at a table in the far corner. i walked up to them as they were laughing about Mr. Benson going all red when screaming at someone. i sat down next to them. "hey" i said, making my presence known. "yo" they said in unison. we sat talking about stupid things going down in class, teachers getting pissed, girls and all the shit secondary boys talk about. when the bell rang, i went off to food tech. our teacher had no control over the class and everyone was taking the piss, flicking cheese and vegetables around, asking Miss about her sex life, all that stupid shit. one kid even threw his lasagne splat onto the wall. the bell rang and i went to 2nd period, art. i loved art, and i was pretty good at it as well. i even won a couple of local competitions in year 8-9 because of my little drawings of superheroes and cities. throughout the whole lesson, around 7 people asked me for advice on their portraits. i felt proud that people relied on me to help them in stuff, it gave me a feeling of responsibility.

lunch came around, and i saw some guys surrounding renton, laughing. he had a look of true sadness on his face. as i walked up towards them, i heard the boys say things along the lines of 'dick rider' and 'manwhore' or 'how could you ever snog a guy' as rentons face contorted more and more into a frown. "what the fuck are you lot doing?" i asked, anger lacing my voice. "oo look, the fags boyfriend came to the rescue!" one of the pimply boys, named finlay mocked. "alright, thats enough, why dont you fuck off before i make all of you cry out like helpless toddlers." i spoke with fury. "alright mate pipe down" finlay said before walking off. "what was that about?" i asked renton. "im bisexual and they fucking hate me for it. its cool though." he replied sorrowfully. "its not 'cool' its homophobia." i told him. "right. dont tell nobody though. they'll kill me when they find out." he spoke. "not before i do, i'll turn them into a slush puppy" i laughed. rentons face displayed a small grin. we walked into the lunch hall, ordered our food and went to sit in rentons old sesh spot. "thanks." he murmured for the first time in five minutes. "its cool ren, dont worry about it." i replied. he smiled at the nickname abit. we sat like that for the rest of lunch as i could tell hi wasnt in the mood to talk. when the bell rang, i quickly gave him my number so we could talk outside of school.

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