☯this is about a bad boy of school his don't get a fuck about anything he fuck who he wants when he wants and his name is Clyde but someone caught his eye and his name is Beau
☯And they each other they have a bit of a past if you what I am cooking
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"The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched - they must be felt with the heart. -Helen Keller
It's a new season the summer months are over and the crispiness of the air, the color changing of the trees and cooler weather.
Today Beau is wearing a brown plaid skirt and tan sweatshirt it's not as risky as that dress he worn fews weeks ago but with that aside graduation is in few months and he need to get studying back up.
His obviously passing French, History, English, economics, chemistry everything but gym.
He hates gym cause not athletic at the slightest, not physical whatsoever and he can't the short's he want to wear. The coach one time made him wear boy's short they were so fucking baggie on him and they were ugly, itchy and it smelt like piss.
That's why he been participating at gym class and he didn't need gym class to pass but unfortunately his guidance counselor told him other ways he does.
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So he put on brave face on into gym class with people already playing looking like basketball.
"Mr. Clark you're late." Coach Brooks announced.
"Sorry." He didn't know what else to say.
"You're on team Matthews?" The coach said.
Matthews as in Peter Matthews the quarterback of football team in he also looks very familiar about him.
He was there with River pointing the gun at Clyde's head he's one of River's friends.
Very fucking nervous and terrified at the same time he slowly walked towards the group of people.
He softly cleared his throat to get their attention.
Matthews is the first to look up and sees him the very same pretty little thing that River had been obsessessing over and starting to see why.
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"Can we help you?" He asked the boy.
"I-Im on you team." He stuttered.
He haven't done that in a long time since he met Clyde he was so overwhelmingly nervous around the intimidating guy with tattoos.
"Ok, get the ball." Matthews threw the ball at him but he can't catch which cause the ball to smack him on his face.
