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CHAPTER ONE: the hellfire club
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SPRING , — 1986
TW/WARNING ; [ mentions of suicide and self harm ]
The sound of the leaves hitting against the window is what catches Andre's attention, his eyes were staring at nothing mostly— he was in shambles, not knowing what to do honesty. He was stressed immensely, he's grown a lot, and a lot taller too, taller than Mike probably.
Andre's hair was now longer and more curly at the ends though, there was freckles that was on his entirety of his face— he had some bangs as well, his hair was in a mullet least to say.
There was his Walkman that was next to him, he used it and played him and his mom's song on repeat— before she died she told him how much she loved him, and that she only wants what's best for him, now? he doesn't know what's best for him.
The bus comes to a stop, he steps off and sees the counselor he's been seeing for awhile— as much as he tries to be happy he just can't, like a big ball of trauma folded into one.
"Andre! Max!" He heard someone calling his name and came to a stop, he turns around and looks and sees Ms.Kelly, his counselor.
"Where were you guys yesterday?" Ms.kelly asks with a soft smile but her face had a lot of concern held on it.
"Oh, yeah. Sorry, I forgot it was Thursday." Max replied and Andre shifted side to side on foot.
Andre didn't seem to be interested in speaking but crosses his arms, his voice has also gotten deeper too— which he noticed through the changes.
Ms.kelly smiles and she looks between both Max and Andre, "I'd like to see you two today. Come straight after lunch you both, okay?"
"Yeah, okay." Andre replied and quickly walked away, placing his headphones over his ears. You watched in the distance— lately you and Andre haven't been talking as much, which made you worried— were you both together or not?
Least to say the two of you fell off after last year.
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Couple hours later, you were inside the hall— Andre was walking down the hall, his hair was tied, the outfit he had on was nice not gonna lie— he wore a black polo neck shirt with a silver dog tag necklace around his neck, on his ring finger was also a silver ring, his eyes were forwarded as he had his headphones around his neck and his Walkman inside his pocket, he wore a dark green chore jacket and a pair of black high waisted jeans with some black vans too.
