When You're Falling /treebros/

For Forever

Connor Murphy had to go to his first day of Senior Year. There wasn't an option. 

And, yes, he did finish the milk. Zoe was pissed about that.

When they got to school, Connor stayed in the car as Zoe got out. "Are you coming, or what?" He just looked at her.

 She already knew the answer to that. She slammed the door in his face as she stomped off. 

Connor sighed.

The milk worked.

 It got rid of his high. But now, he had a major headache. He reached into his backpack and pulled out a pre-rolled joint. He lit it and took a long drag.

This is where the universe switched things around.

Instead of smoking the whole thing and going in high, he stomped it and was on time to class.

Of course, we all know this line. 

"Hey Connor, loving the new hair length. Very school shooter chic." 

Jared Fucking Klineman. 

 Connor normally hated when people did that. Made fun of him, Called him names.

For some reason, it didn't get to him today.

He just closed his locker and crossed his arms at the shorter boy.

Connor smirked and Jared was truly frightened.

"Aren't you mad?" He asked suspiciously. "Are you going to say something?"

"No." Connor replied, already giving himself mental applause as he added, "No one planned a murder out loud."

Jared was, again, terrified.

He was expecting Connor to blow up.

"What is up with you today?" Jared asked with a slight quake in his voice, clearly still scared. He had his hands held in front of him like a sheild. "You're being extra freakish today."

Now that got to Connor.

His face turned red with anger and his eyebrows knitted themselves together. His knuckles were already turning white from being put into fists so tightly.

"There's the freaky bitch we know and love!" Jared said, backing away slowly.

(A/N IM SO, SO SORRY ABOUT JARED. I LOVE HIM, BUT HE HAS TO BE A JERK FOR THIS TO WORK.)

Connor shoved past Jared and rammed into the small dirty-blond boy wearing a striped blue polo shirt. His arm was in a cast. 

Evan, wasn't it?

Connor narrowly avoided his broken arm, but at that expense, smashing into the rest of Evan's body.

"Move outta my way you fucking loser." 

It slipped out without him actually meaning it.

The boys eyes welled with tears.

But there was something that shone in his eyes too.

Understanding.

A/N:

436 words

My first chapter!! I know its not that long, but its 2:30 am. 🤓

Anyways, I hope you enjoyed it if you read it. 

I, as an evil authour , have evil plans.

*maniacally laughs as tears fall from eyes*

If you have suggestions, comment them!

Sincerely,

Me <3