outcast » hayes grier

01.

»NYIA«
Staying after school for yearbook committee was never the highlight of my day. I dreaded it. My mother was always obsessive about me being involved in something at school. I never understood.

There was a lot of things I couldnt understand and maybe there were more important things needing my understanding.

I was woken from my thoughts from a math textbook being slammed on the ground. I gave the person a look of disgust and continued to work. I started to draw out ideas for what the cover should explain.

After about an hour, the committee was dismissed. I carefully organized my binder into my backpack. I swung it over my shoulder and walked out of the classroom.

I was greeted by my friend Justice. She said nothing more than for me to come quick and follow her. I was in more of panic because Justice was never one to be anything but calm. I followed half-running, half-walking.

I was shown a boy being kicked, punched, smacked, he was in complete fear. I ran over and pushed off the two furiously. It revealed my brother Luke and his excuse of a friend Trevor.

"What the hell is your guy's problem?" I yelled. Trevor let off a laugh, "don't tell you actually care about that loser." I looked at the boy who still on the ground clearly hurt, trying his best to get his belongings back into his bag, flinching at every step made.

I bent down and started picking up things. He looked at me almost suprised. I looked back and gave a warm smile. He had piercing blue eyes, i never noticed how pretty they were until now.

Luke and Trevor made little comments, still being pricks. I got up and pushed Luke against the locker. "LEAVE HIM ALONE." I said through my teeth. I can say i have never been more mad.

I turned around to see the boy getting up and leaving. "Wait!" I called out. He turned his head and kept walking. I ran and stopped in front of him. He didnt go around me, he just stood there. He had a small cut under his right eye, following with bruises covering his face.

"Are you okay?" I asked trying to as sincere as i could. "Like you care." He scoffed. Because telling off the bully isn't caring. "If i didnt i would have just ignored what they were doing to you." His face relaxed and he gave a small nod.

"Whats your name?" I asked curiously. He sighed what looked like he was debating on whether he should trust me or not to know his name. He sighed again. "Hayes- Hayes Grier." He stated and slowly walked away.

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A/N
This sucks but yeah lmao.
-naomi