Rejects~ Muke/Cashton

Four

Michael thought his day couldn't get any worse. It's only lunch and the whole school has been whispering behind his back and sending him hateful glares. Michael knew word would travel fast but he thought he would at least have until tomorrow before he became the school freak. And let's not forget Luke, Michael had no idea what to do about that situation. He was flattered, but also confused because nobody has ever treated him like that before, or even paid that much attention to him, well besides Ashton but that's completely platonic. Michael decided to shake away the thoughts of Luke and focussed on getting to Ashton's car. Ashton wouldn't be there because Michael told him to stay away, afraid his friend would be hurt due to association with the 'school's new resident gay boy'. He walked out the front doors of the building and was almost down the stairs before somebody pushed him up against the stair railing, causing him to wince in pain.

"So a little birdy told me you were a f*g," the boy sneered. Michael immediately recognized the boy as Josh Devine (sorry not sorry), captain of the football (soccer) team and basically ruler of the school.

"Get off of me!" Michael spat, struggling to get away from the boy. Josh laughed before grabbing Michael by the hair, forcing the boy to look him in the eyes.

"You listen here f*ggot, I'm gonna make this quick. You better not go around converting people here to your lifestyle. I don't want my school going to hell like you are," Josh said, pulling Michael's hair harder, causing him to whimper. Michael could feel the stares of people who stopped what they were doing to watch Josh beat him up. Nobody coming to his aid for obvious reasons.

"It doesn't work that way, you are born gay, you can't just decide which gender you're into," Michael said, he wanted to be strong, but he felt himself about to break. Josh scoffed before pushing Michael down the last few steps of the stairs.

"You better watch your back Clifford," the bully said before walking back into the school, leaving Michael on the ground in pain. It may not seem like a lot, but three stairs can do a number on a person, especially if said person has already broken most of his ribs multiple times. Michael wanted to just be swallowed by the ground, and to just disappear forever, but unfortunately for him he cannot.

"Hey red, you need a hand?" A familiar voice asked. Michael just groaned, taking the hand and sitting in the bottom step of the stairs, not quite confident in his ability to stand quite yet.

"You must really wanna get exiled by this town Luke," Michael half laughed, half groaned. Michael was pretty sure he re-fractured one of his ribs, but wasn't sure which one though.

"Not really, but if it means I get to talk to your pretty face then count me in," Luke laughed. Michael rolled his eyes, this boy had no idea how f*cked up this town really was.

"Whatever," Michael said, he was really having an awful day and decided not to stop this Luke boy from being friendly with him.

"So, what should I call you, or should I stick with red?" Luke asked.

"Michael, Michael Clifford," Michael said.

"Okay Michael, you seem to be having a sh*tty day, so I have an offer for you, actually no, a preposition." Luke said flashing a smile that made Michael swoon.

"A preposition?" Michael questioned.

"Yes, I propose that I should drive you outta this dump and over to my place, not to have s*x or anything, but just to chill," Luke said. Michael thought about his offer for all of two seconds before replying,

"Sure, why not?" Michael said shrugging. Luke just smiled a huge smile before standing up, extending his hand to help up Michael who gladly took it. The two boys walked into the student parking lot which was right infront of them, and Michael followed Luke to an extremely expensive looking car.