His Beautiful Skin (grahamscott)

scars

After school, Warren was still in the science lab, rethinking his actions from the day before. He had gotten into a fight with the one and only Nathan Presscott while trying to defend Max and Chole, but Warren felt bad for beating up the other even though Nathan totally deserved it. The only reason Warren felt bad was because Nathan was begging Warren to stop by the end of 'fight' if you could even call it that. Warren wasn't going to apologize, thought, even if the guilt was eating him alive, because in his mind he knew he then deserved having his ass handed to him for once. The brunette soon left the school with the thoughts lingering in his mind; surely a hot shower would do the trick. Warren soon walked into his room, grabbing a towel, extra clothes, and took off his nice shoes, replacing them with flip flops since if he even tried to walk in the communal showers without them, he'd get some type of infection. He signs softly before changing into a robe only for convenience. Warren went down to the communal showers, but as soon as he opened the door, he was met with Nathan Prescock.. The blonde was looking into the mirror, a towel around his waist. Nathen immediately looked at Warren, the others face immediately contorting into something of disgust, but Warren wasn't focused on that, more so on Nathan's body, but not in a weird way, Nathan's wrists. They were covered in deep, light pink scares that went from his wrists all the way to his forearm, but Warren didn't only notice that; Nathan didn't seem as big as he usually was, even though the blonde was shorter than Warren; he always seemed less scrawny. Without Nathan's iconic red jacket, he looked meek. Nathan's hair was wet, and his eyes were bloodshot, but not the kind of bloodshot that you get from smoking. Nathan had obviously been crying, "Get the fuck out of here. Gayham," Nathan spat out with such disgust, which immediately made Warren forget about the scars and the blonde's eyes. He scoffed. "I'm not looking for trouble, Nathan; I just want to shower," the brunette said with an awkward, obvious fake smile. Nathan rolled his eyes—those puffy blue bloodshot eyes. "Whateverthefuck" is all that came out of Nathen's mouth; Warren took that as a welcome to come into the shower room. He knew both he and Nathan weren't comfortable with each other right now. "Just let me change and I'll leave, but you'd probably want to see me naked, you fucking faggot" came from the blonde mouth. Warren was confused, to say the least, but of course Nathan was in a bad mood because he's always in a bad mood. Warren rolled his eyes, He wondered why Nathen always thought he was gay, Warren thought about it. He thought both boys and girls were attractive, but he was also desperate. Warren often had a hard time flirting or even communicating with someone he was romantically instead in. Warren nodded before walking into the bathroom and soon making his way to the shower, stepping inside before immediately taking off his robe and flip-flops. Soon he heard the door swing shut; he assumed that Nathan left, which made him happy; the brunette couldn't stand then, but at this point he thought Nathan was just a regular, rich asshole. Soon enough, Warren stepped out of the shower, but not before putting his robe and flip-flops back on. He sighed softly before walking to the mirror. He looked at himself. Noticing all of the ace scares. He grumbled before walking out of the shower room. Warren headed up to his dorm. As soon as he got inside, he immediately took off his flip-flops and passed out from the long, exhausting day. 

      

Warren immediately woke up to the sound of his alarm blaring. He scoffed with tiredness before slamming his hand against his alarm clock, accidentally hurting himself in the process, but luckily the alarm clock turned off. Warrn immediately got up and put on a stupid nerdy Minecraft shirt with a black long sleeve underneath it, and of course he did the routine of brushing his teeth, brushing his hair, and doing basic hygiene in the morning. He immediately ran to his first period class, but before he could remember it was lunch time. Jeez seems like the day was going by faster; Warren checked his phone. He had a couple of messages from Max basically just saying that her and Chloe wanted Warren to come to 2 Whales Cafe during lunch; Warren wasn't complaining about it. He loved that place; sure, the burgers were overly greasy, but that's what made it so enjoyable. Warren immediately drove himself to the familiar cafe—the cafe that he had visited one too many times with Max and Chloe. At this point in life, Chloe and Max seem more like a couple than anything else, so that soon led Warren to lose feelings for Max. It felt a lot better though, not having a crush on a girl that had already rejected you. Warren walked inside and was immediately greeted with Chloe's booming voice. "Yo! Warren, nice shirt, man!" the bluenett chuckled. Warren rolled his eyes before sitting down on the opposite side of Chole and Max. Chole sighed happily before opening her mouth. "So basically, Graham Cracker, there's going to be a huge party thrown by one of the bitches in Vortex Club." She paused for a moment, leaning down to take a sip of her smoothie that seemed to have some type of chocolate flavor. "Wanna come with?" He said with a happy smile on her face, completely opposite from Max's awkward, obviously fake smile, Warren slightly crossed his arms over his chest. "Parties aren't really my thing," he said, but for scratching behind his ear, Chole huffs before rolling her eyes. "Oh, c'mon, grow a pair for once!" She huffs before Max steps in, her The voice is a lot softer compared to the punk. "Chole and I just thought you have a lot of fun adventuring out; who knows what could happen?" she said of the cheerful smile that automatically made Warren think about it. He sighed in sudden defeat. He promised himself that he would never go to a regular party, especially if it was a vortex club party. But then again Warren felt so lonely in his life, and just like Max said, Who knows, he could possibly make a new friend, he nodded slightly, signifying that he was going to go with Chloe and Max to the Vortex Club party. Chloe immediately lifted her arms in the air, kind of like she was cheering for her favorite football team. "Hell yeah! Just make sure not to embarrass yourself, Graham." Warren rolled his eyes before crossing his arms over his chest yet again. He smiled quickly. He couldn't stay serious for too long unless it was an actual serious situation. "Oh, stop busting my balls for one moment," he chuckled out. But for a moment he wondered when the party was; Chloe had never stated whenever it was "so when is it?" He set up the curious smile, and Chloe chuckled, "Tonight! Uhh, I think it's a custom party too!" Chloe managed to get out before burping. Warren chuckled before looking at the time. Alarm bells started blaring in his head. He needed to leave now before he was late!! Warren immediately waved to his friends before busting out of the two whales doors. While driving to school, he realized that he didn't eat anything. He signed slightly but started running to his next class, where he still managed to get there late. The teacher glared at him but thankfully gave him a free pass since Warren was never late. After a long day Warren was laying in his bed, he had already forgotten about the  party but he suddenly remembered wherever he got a message from Max,