The Trouble Maker

The Welcome gift

Third pov

A boy named Keith was in the 10th grade but sadly he moved away from his friends and had to start a new school year/life he waves goodbye to his mother as he gets on the bus.

He goes to the back of the bus and then sits down next to someone only to then wince in pain as he felt something bellow him as he looks down he notices that he sat down on something shiny and gray. He then realized that he sat down on a gun. The kid next to him grabbed the gun and put it in his backpack.

Am I going to die?!
Keith thought to himself.

He soon sat down and hoped the kid next to him didn't shoot him.

After 6 minutes of silence between the two the kid spoke.

Keith pov

Names Pico. What's yours, highlighter?

K-Keith.

Heh. Cute name.

Cute?! What?! Why was he so straight forward with it?!

O-Oh..umm t-thanks I guess.

No problem.

After a bit we arrive at school and we get off the bus. I soon head towards the counselor for my classes like everyone else since it is the beginning of the year.

After a bit I get my classes and my 1st period was English so I went over to English.

I walk into the class to find mr. gunman. I then take a sit right next to him since that was the only spot that was left open. I soon grab my stuff, like a pen or pencil, notebook, and a brain that is terrible at remembering shit.
I then look beside me to see Pico grabbing paper and crumbling it up and throwing it across the room. He does this for a good 5 to 10 minutes until the teacher had enough and sent him to the principals office. He groans and grabs his bag and leaves the classroom.

After 40 minutes of boring bull I start heading into my 2nd period class. Science.

After a bit I reach the classroom and wouldn't you know it Pico's here aswell except this time he's pissed....very pissed.
I walked over toward him and took a seat next to him.

A-Are you ok Pico?

What's it matter to you?

Well...I just want to make sure you're ok.

Why? Got a crush on me or somethin'?

Well...maybe a bit...

W-What?! N-No I would never..

Oh..

He then got very sad about what I said and almost started crying.

Oh nononononoo, don't cry please, don't cry. im sorry..

W-What cry man I don't cry im a man I never cry....just..only when I'm alone....

Oh...

Several silence minutes go by and the teacher walks in breaking the silence.

Ok kids...turn to page 7 Chapter 1 in you're textbooks that are underneath you...if there is not one underneath you please raise your hand and I'll come over and give you the textbook.

I look under me and thankfully I have one cus like fuck I wanted to go through that embarrassing shit.
I look over towards my left and see Pico without a book so I try and let us both use the book. He was persistent but I got him to were we could both use it and the teacher didn't care at all.