I'd Rather Be Their Victim (Maniggy)

Chapter Three: Use Your Fist, Not Your Mouth

Jeordie nervously looked at Brian's corner as he walked into first period earlier than usual. Brian was there, his earbuds in, sitting in the same position as always.

How does he always get here before me? Does he live here at school or something?

Jeordie sat down with a huff and pulled out his sketchbook. He rifled through it, looking for the next blank page, and his eyes were greeted with pages of Star Wars characters and pictures of Brian.

That guy is just so infuriating.

Jeordie sketched out a face shape. It was Brian's. He angrily sketched him out until class started.

~*~*~

"So, review. Does anyone remember what the endoplasmic reticulum does?"

Several hands went up.

"Brian, maybe?"

Several people snickered. The whole class looked over, including Jeordie. Brian had his head down, as usual.

"Brian?"

No answer.

The teacher began to walk over to Brian's seat. Nobody was around him to wake him up, since he sat alone. She finally made it to his desk, and leant down to his ear level.

"BRIAN WARNER!"

Several things happened at once. Jeordie noticed what nice cleavage the teacher had; Brian woke up suddenly and violently; and the teacher immediately got punched in the face.

The whole class gasped and got up. Some people rushed to the teacher on the floor. Jeordie rushed to Brian.

The teacher looked dazed, but otherwise unharmed. Still, he knocked her to the floor with one punch! And those were some killer reflexes! Why would he punch her for waking him up? He's gotta be really grumpy.

One of the brighter students had gone downstairs to get the nurse.
Jeordie stared at Brian in wonder. That's so strange... why is he so guarded?

Brian had fallen back asleep, but in the commotion, Jeordie saw some awful dark circles.

"Someone has to take Brian to the Dean," said the school nurse, who had just entered. "You!" She exclaimed, pointing at the nearest person to Brian. "Take him."

"Me?" Asked Jeordie shyly.

He looked to his right and jumped in surprise when he saw Brian standing and staring at him.

"Yes, you."

It was the first time he had heard Brian speak. His raspy voice sent shivers down Jeordie's spine.

~*~*~

Their footsteps echoed in the empty hallway. They stood awkwardly far away from each other, and both their hearts raced in unison. They stole glances at each other nervously.

Jeordie couldn't help but notice, again, how nice Brian's hair was. It looks so silky and soft. He imagined himself walking up to Brian and just running his hands through it.

Brian couldn't help but notice how nice Jeordie's skin was. It was so clear, and it looked so soft, like his lips. He imagined walking up to him and touching his face.

Neither of them had noticed that they had stopped walking and were just staring at each other. They were both scarlet.

A classroom door slammed and they were both snapped out of their daydreams. Jeordie quickly looked away and kept walking. It took Brian a moment longer to understand what had just happened.

"Well, good luck with the Dean."

"...yeah. Thanks."

Brian walked into the office. When the door closed, Jeordie sank to his knees.

...Jesus Christ that was so gay.

Jeordie spent the next few class periods thinking about Brian.

Brian spent the day in the Dean's office writing standards and furiously questioning his sexuality again.