An Unspoken Whisper · Maxley

Chapter 2: It's not enough...

^Bradley POV^

I watched him skate down the street, fuming silently, god damn Freshman! Thinks he's better than me, I'll show him...

I walked around the car, clicked open the trunk with a nice smack, and dragged out my hefty luggage. I shut the trunk softly and hauled in everything- It took me two trips, but I can't complain, a boy has his necessities.

After getting to the doorway, I stood there for a while and looked around the empty, lifeless rooms. The rest of the "Gamma's" had resigned once they'd heard of our loss against that low-life Goof and his stupid team. It wasn't so much the shame of losing, although that was part of it, but the loss of popularity and "fame" or something.

I knew those good-for-nothing servants never pained for the game or lived for the competition, fucking phony's... But the Gamma house was empty now, besides, they were never good enough to be called Gamma's anyways, but I just...

I couldn't believe it...

I watched everything- everything I built, everything I worked for, my life!

Crumble into nothing right in front of me...

And... part of me knew that it was my fault, I nearly killed Tank, and that Goof's dad- And Max...

But I'd never admit that to anybody, never to these irrelevant people I call "classmates", ha! It's even funny to think I'd ever let my guard down to be that vulnerable to anyone!

I laughed silently to myself and continued through the hallways and up the beautifully glossed stairs (I'd had them recently done), and put my things away for a painstakingly long process, a boy's gotta do what he's gotta do...

I pushed open the window overlooking the street and rested my hands on the edge of it. I couldn't understand these feelings and thoughts swirling inside me, without the distraction of packing away, I felt them again...

What did they call it...

Guilt?

Regret?..

I stared down at my thumbs, shaking slightly. What was I going to do? I was nobody, and I had nothing, nothing at all anymore...

...you're a failure...

Part of me whispered. I clenched my hands into fists, no, I can't be a failure, I am Bradley Uppercrust the Third, I was raised better than to be an absolute failure! But my father's words still rang in my head...

He had stared down at me, smoldering, while my mother wept silently beside him. "How. Could you lose, Bradley," he hissed as if venom had dripped from his words, "And not-" he stood now, growling, "even against someone respectable, but to the likes of those, of all people!" he spat, starting to pace the room. "To those goofs." His eyes had pierced through mine, making me shiver. He paused his pacing in front of the window in his study, hands crossed behind his back. "Bradley Uppercrust the Third-" Fullname too... "You are an absolute disgrace to the family name, I do not want to see you again for the endurance of your stay." He flicked a hand my way. "You are dismissed."

Those words... Though not much, had haunted me for those few weeks, I'd made sure never to cross his sight, as if I'd become a ghost, everybody, the maids, the butlers, my brothers (although that wasn't surprising), even my Mother... They ignored me. And who blamed them, who would want to associate with the likes of me?..

I snapped out of my spiraling thoughts going nowhere but down, by some loud, snickering students, rumbling on about a What? A party, it seems... Hm.

I unclasped my hands and flexed them, letting the blood flow freely to my fingers. So there was going to be a party at the Bean Scene tonight, maybe I would attend... I needed a pick me up asap.

I checked the clock, 7:52 pm... Time ran fast here, how fitting. So I retreated from my window walked to the bathroom, and took in my hair situation.

It was a pigsty! I ran a hand through it, "Absolutely not..." I whispered to it and took an army of hair products from the cupboard underneath the sink. Only the fittest for an Uppercrust.

I smoothed and gelled my hair, and winked at my reflection, I'm such a handsome git.

I sighed and left the bathroom, flicking off the lights. I hurried out of my room, padded down the stairs, and picked up the skateboard that rested against the wall just around the door.

I skated down the streets and felt the wind whip around, something I enjoyed. The air really helped clear my head, and when I skidded to a stop in front of the cafe, a little too fast for my liking, but oh well.

I walked through and saw people sitting in most of the booths, and tables, chattering, and more people dancing. There was electronic music playing loudly in the background, I skimmed through the crowded place and saw a face that stood out, Max.

I scowled and went to the counter, taking a seat. I clicked my fingers and pointed to a boy who was drying cups.

"Boy, I need two shots. Now."

He looked up and nodded timidly in my direction, and after a few seconds brought me two small little cups with see-through liquid. I drank them quickly, scrunching up my eyebrows at the bitter taste.

Before I knew it, I'd already had one too many drinks, and I was drunk, very drunk. I stood up from my seat, and stumbled my way to the bathroom, I shouldn't of had so many drinks... And saw...

I was on my feet without noticing it myself, driven by anger, that freshman thought he could walk all over me like a door mat, who did he think he his? He was merely a Goof, a Goof! I walked up to him, and before I knew it, I was pinning him against the wall.

I looked into his eyes, as they narrowed in recognition. "What do you think you're doing?!" He hissed, trying to get me off him.

"You think you're better than me, huh Goof? Thinking you can just go and step on me as if I'm your personal mat-" I ranted on, I was really in a drunken rage, slurring my words.

"No- I don't-" I glared at him. "And then you go prancing around the streets as if you own this place, everyone falling to their knees to be in the presence of his highness! Ugh, You're despicable-"

And then his lips were on mine...

And I didn't pull back?..

But in my drunk haze, I kissed him back, and then he pulled away, both of us breathing heavily.

"I- I gotta go-" He whispered, and rushed around the corner. I stood there, like an idiot, my rants hanging off my lips.

Max Goof just kissed me.

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MAX GOOFY JUST KISSED ME?-

Hiii guyss, how are you? Good I hope, erm, I wanted to publish this story a bit later y'know, but I'm legit doing nothing and I've caught myself planning ahead for these chapters, so I thought why not?

Hopefully, you've liked this chapter, and thank you for reading! But don't unbuckle those seatbelts just yet, I've got something planned for the next chapter...

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