I like your hair

Prologue

Graysons head bounced off the cafeteria floor when the kid on top of him shoved him again. He tried to push him off but the teachers were already doing it for him. Panic ran through him, he couldnt go to the office, not again. Grayson felt a teacher pulling him off of the floor and he freaked out, he stood up shoving the teacher away and sprinting from them. He heard commotion behind him, his eyes started stinging. He couldnt get suspended again, his grandma would be pissed, he cant risk that.

He turned a corner almost falling and ran into the first door he saw, he closed the door and locked it. It was a bathroom, he didnt take another second and sped into a stall locking it. He fell to the floor, wading up toilet paper to try and wipe his nose. He barely sat there a second before bursting out in tears. He hurt, he was mad, he didnt mean to cause this.

"This is the girls bathroom you creep!" A voice said from outside the stall, Grayson covered his mouth with his hand. He brought his knees to his chest staying silent. "Dude- get out!" The girl said.

Grayson held his breath for a moment trying to calm down, he let out a gasp before speaking "sor- sorry-!" He said in a very squeaky voice. He couldnt take it and started sobbing, trying and failing to hide it.

There was silence from the girl. It took a bit but "You good? You sound like your crying," She asked trying to peak through the crack of the door. Grayson didnt respond just cried harder, go away, he thought. Leave me be, i want to be alone. He couldnt speak he was mad, embarrassed, scared, sad, all of the above. The girl let out a sound of disgust and crawled under the stall door.

"Holy shit dude-" she said looking at him, grayson didnt look at her, he wanted the world to swallow him up. "Uhh you like seriously need to go to the nurse why are you in here??" She said frowning and standing up.

Grayson sprawled his hands over his face trying to block her out. "Ill be fine.." he muttered.

She got closer to him and grabbed his wrist pulling him up, "dude your nose is bleeding, and your crying.. what the hell happened???" Grayson pulled his wrist away and just stared at her for a second, his vision blurred from tears. "Lets uh go to the nurse,"

He shook his head "no, im-" he let out a breath, "im gonna be fine." Grayson frowned.

The girl frowned "what the fuck is wrong with you, you're not okay, you're not gonna be fine!" She rolled her eyes and pushed him back "wait just a second," she grabbed toilet paper from the dispenser and walked out the stall. Grayson was tempted to run out, he was extremely embarrassed. He didnt want to be helped, but at the same time he did.

He heard the sink turn on then off. The girl walked back in the stall with a wet wad of toilet paper. Grayson looked at the floor avoiding eye contact. She went up to him and grabbed his chin making him jump. "What are you—" he got out before stopping. She used the TP to wipe the blood from his upper lip, it was cold making him frown.

"What the hell did you even do to get like this?" She asked looking at the bruise on his chin. Grayson didnt want to admit anything, but she was helping him and he felt obligated to be honest.

"Some dude was being a dick," He spat out, "He was like- ugh i dont know im just mad, and everything hurts, im mad really really mad." He felt his eyes stinging again, he didnt care if he wasnt making sense it felt nice to speak about it even a little.

"So like you got punched?"

He nodded.

"You look like you stepped in the ring."

He shrugged.

She wiped the last little bit of blood off his face and moved her hand. "Im marceline."

He wiped his eyes before speaking. "I like your hair."