{REMAKE} Indifference - Dip (Damien X Pip)

Chapter 2

The next morning, Pip woke up and instantly remembered the night before.

He glanced towards his closet, and then it up and stretched his limbs.

Out of all his friends, he was the oldest, and he was the second tallest.

When it came to height, Pocket was the shortest at an astounding, 5'5. After him was Rebbeca, who was 5'7.

Then Estella and Christophe were both 5'9. Then Pip, 5'11, which is above average.

Then, Gregory who is 6'2, which didn't surpise anyone since he was just simply, that guy. For some reason girls liked him.

Anyways, aside from Pip's above average height, he got ready for school that morning like no other.

Showered, brushed his teeth, washed his face, and got dressed.

Today, Pip picked to wear his red sweater, with a white undershirt underneath, and shorts that went past his knees. He picked out a pair of black converse and random pair purple socks and called it a day.

Pip shoved the Ouija board in his backpack and began his short walk to school.

Before he completely left, Pip locked the front door and glanced towards the house across the street he always looked at before he went to school.

Something felt different about today..

But every day is different, so it can't be a very big change.

So Pip started his walk, humming a song he really liked. (Use your imagination :3)

As he slowly approached school, he began to think about the upcoming day. No tests, homework might be a thing that needs to get done, work, then maybe he could hang out with the group.

He needed to get rid of the Ouija board.

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The rest of the morning was oddly chill.

None of the occasional bickering between him and Christophe. Estella wasn't at school so Gregory had nobody to argue with. Plus, the breakfast that morning was actually pretty decent.

This felt oddly good.

Pip went to his homeroom class, Mr. Garrison.

Nobody is that class actually liked Pip.

None of his friends were in it, and the kids who were in the class, made it evident that they didn't like Pip.

Pip was at his desk waiting for class to start. He was oddly patient, when it came to everything.

Finally the bell rang, and most kids flooded into the classes around them.

"Okay, you little brats. It's time to shut up." Mr. Garrison said, he seemed in a bad mood, but he was always like that, so there was no telling.

There was still a bit of chatter coming from certain points in the classroom.

"Okay, you missed attempts for abortion. We have a new student. I'm not gonna bother to learn their name, so go ahead and sit next to Scott."

Pip looked up at him, the classroom wasnt loud, but it wasn't quiet either. Nobody paid attention to the new kid.

He had shaggy black hair, tan-ish skin, a black sweater, and baggy pants that were kind of big on him.

He looked kind of goth. Which there's a difference, and Pip learned it a while ago.

This kid also looked like a twink. Maybe it was his height. He had to be shorter to Pocket. Maybe 5'3 or 5'4.

Then the bell rang, and everyone flooded out of the classroom. Pip rushed out aswell.

He didn't give the new kid another thought after that.