What started with a random number (BXB) (GAY)

Back where we started.

Emory and Red arrived at the school, walking in and heading to the main office. The lady at the desk looked unsurprised when they walked in, sighing as she stared at them.
"I was sure you would be skipping again, but I guess I was wrong for once," She muttered, pulling out a paper and sliding it across the desk. Emory's expression changed to one of frustration as he glanced at Red, looking for a reaction. "If he heard her, he's going to get pissed at me. That little bitch doesn't know when to keep her mouth shut." He thought to himself, sucking his teeth. Red looked confused for a moment before slowly turning his head to look at Emory, clearly upset with what the lady had just said.
"It's not what it seems like," Emory stated, hastily.
"Oh yeah? What does it seem like then?"
"Uhm... I was sick a lot this year?"
"You're a shit liar."
"I'm not lying!"
"Ma'am, how many days has Emory been absent this year?" Red asked, leaning on the desk and ignoring Emory's complaints.
"I can't disclose that to you, you're not his guardian."
"Sorry, let me introduce myself. I'm Red Kipper," Red smiled, straightening up as the lady's face paled. "Oh! Why didn't you say that? Well, Emory here has been absent... 70 out of 110 days this year." Red chuckled slightly before his expression darkened.
"Emory. What the fuck?" He snapped, turning to Emory and crossing his arms over his chest, waiting for a response.
"I don't like school, so what?" Emory muttered, looking to the floor.
"You have 180 school days. You've almost missed half!"
"It's my choice!"
"If you miss more than 10 more days, we're going to have a problem! I promise you that!" Emory glanced up, putting his hands in his pockets.
"Fill this out when you're ready..." The lady mumbled, standing up and going into one of the rooms behind the desk.
Red shook his head and filled it out quickly before turning back to Emory.
"Do you understand me?" Red asked, narrowing his eyes at Emory. Emory rolled his eyes before replying. "Whatever,"
"Lose the attitude, try it again."
"Yes, I understand," Emory grumbled, looking back to the floor.
"Good, now walk your ass to class."

At around noon, it was time for fourth period. Emory loitered outside the classroom door for a few minutes before walking in. His last class put him in a really bad mood, Ella—the teacher's pet—had been annoying the ever-loving shit out of him. He rolled his eyes before going to his seat. Unfortunately, Ella was in this class too. She was in all of his classes. He slumped down, tapping his desk and glancing up at Red. Red winked at him before walking to the front center of the room.
"Today you all will be writing a poem on all the things you're happy are in your life," Red started, looking around the room. "I'll be glad to help any of you if you need it." Of course, Ella shot her hand in the air. Red sighed but nodded.
"Ella,"
"What if someone were to not be appreciative of anything and therefore not have anything to be happy for?" She asked, turning around and staring right at Emory. She was talking about him.
Emory rolled his eyes, leaning forward in his chair.
"You talkin' to me, bitch? I'm appreciative of my fists so I can pound losers like you!" Emory snapped, narrowing his eyes.
"Teacher! Send him out!" Ella shrieked, turning back to face Red.
"Emory, apologize to Ella."
"No! She can suck my fucking dick! She's such a teacher's pet!"
"Emory, that's enough. Let it go."
"Yeah? You can shut the fuck up! You're just some shit sub!" Red didn't respond, he instead pinched the bridge of his nose and chuckled slightly.
"Dude, just drop it!" Stephen whispered harshly, turning to face Emory.
"Emory, if you say one more word—" Red began before Emory cut him off.
"Fucking try me!"
"Go to the principal's office." Emory paused, shifting in his seat. This could go one of two ways, either Emory gets a detention or Red lets him get suspended. Emory slowly stood up out of his seat and made his way to the door, stopping in front of Red.
"Don't let him suspend me," Emory muttered, lowering his voice. Red grinned in response, shrugging.
"I might," He whispered before opening the door.
"Out," Emory rolled his eyes but walked out, going to the principal's office, once again.

He arrived at Mr. Jones' office, walking in.
"Red— Mr. Kipper sent me," Emory muttered, sitting down in the chair and crossing his legs. Mr. Jones rolled his eyes before standing up from his desk.
"What'd you do this time? Be specific, would you?"
"Told the little bitch, Ella, to suck my dick, then just went all out on Mr. Kipper," Emory smirked slightly before pressing his hand over his mouth to hide it.
"Do you want to get suspended?" Mr. Jones yelled, anger burning in his eyes. Emory scoffed, leaning back against the chair.
"Red won't let that happen."
"Red? That's Mr. Kipper to you," Mr. Jones corrected, crossing his arms over his chest.
"I'll call him down here and talk to him about your suspension," Mr. Jones said before picking up a little microphone and turning it on, it was connected to the school intercom.
"Mr. Kipper, please report to the principal's office."
Emory rolled his eyes, clearly annoyed.

Five minutes later, Red slammed the door open, walking in.
"What's up, Mr. Principal?" He asked, sitting down in the seat next to Emory.
"I want to suspend Emory. He's been acting up way too much." Red nodded before turning to look at Emory.
"Back where we started, huh, Em?" Emory's glare faltered at the nickname, now was a weird time to start with that. "Okay, maybe he's not mad." Emory thought, gripping the sides of his pant leg.
"Well, Mr. Jones, I'm not sure if I want him suspended," Red said, looking back to the principal.
The principal sighed, shaking his head.
"He's dangerous, he beats people up daily!"
"I can change that,"
"Yeah? Get him to apologize to me then." Mr. Jones said sarcastically, not expecting Red to try.
"Em, apologize," Red commanded, waiting for a response.
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AUTHORS NOTE:
Do you think that Emory will end up apologizing? Leave your guess in the comments ;)

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