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Phillip: Friends? (Ft:Travis) pt:2

*F slur mention*

*Phillip's POV*

It's been a few weeks since i last saw that Travis boy.. or - talked to him last, i still often see him, sitting in class, or such as bullying other innocent kids.. yet he's never walked up and bullied me before.. I'm not that guy who thinks everyone's into me, but that's a bit suspicious, some dude who bullies everyone in his path except for one person.. and that person being me, it is quite suspicious -

"Phillip!"

A teacher yelled.. and everyone was looking at me from every seat..

"Ah!- I'm so sorry- i uh.."

I stuttered through my words like a total dumbass.. it was honestly just my instinct when i never knew what to say..

"What's the formula to 34?"

The teacher said in an unimpressed look..

She knew i was screwed..

"U-uh...uhh- i.."

I stared blankly at the problem on the board.. godamnit, i just wanted to disappear..

"Well? Come on, chop chop."

Mrs. Packerton was a bitch when she got smug.. she knew i hadn't payed attention yet she still wanted an answer

"...57.2?"

I answered shakily, though the only response i got was a blue haired boy with a mask looking back at me.. i could see his eyes and you could tell he felt bad.. then a taunting 'tsk, tsk' from Packerton.. god give me a break...

"You know full well this problem will get you a mixed fraction if you actually payed attention to class."

She said all to loud and proud to everyone in the class, she was practically saying 'oh look class, phillip here might work as a baby sitter when he grows up' this teacher sucked, math problems sucked, school sucked, my life fucking su -

A loud bell ringing had dismissed us from class.. i got up from my seat and went to grab my bag but someone shoved passed me quite aggressively

"What the he-"

I was about to curse them out but saw neat blonde hair and dark tan skin, it had been Travis, and for some reason.. i didn't wanna cuss him out anymore.. suddenly i felt a tap on my shoulder.

"Hey, uh, phillip? If you ever need some help on math, I'm always free."

The same blue haired kid with the mask said, i get his name was sally face.. or something like that, but i often just thought of blue hair in my head

"Thanks, blu - i-i mean sally face.."

God, I'm a failure..

"Any time."

He said and walked off.

I felt so damn embarrassed by my awkward slip-up that I felt as if i would never ask him for help... which i get is not the best alternative, but i feel if i even walk up to him, I'd trip myself and make a fool.

I walked out of the classroom and to my locker, grabbing my other textbooks, dropping one on the floor from being stupid, and causing others to look at me. I was about to close my locker when I heard someone yell bitch - or something.. i shut my locker and was about to walk off and dismiss it when i heard the word faggot, which caused me to look back, there was the same boy, sally face, with that hot girl - uh.. hot - ashley, Ashley campbell, but i also saw Travis bothering them.. and sally must've said something that ticked him off because Travis went ahead and punched sally
right in the face.. mask.. prosthetic.. thing-