Truce

Two // Boys, Princes and Ex's

Two // Boys, Princes and Ex's

Jacob

In my years of freedom I had forgotten how much I both loved and hated this prison. I mean school. Really, what difference was there?

I loved this place because of the people and the simplicity and the education. I had been living in my home country off the coast of Europe, Celti, where the schooling was shit. It was lucky I had a brain otherwise I'd be fucked coming back to year twelve here.

I hated it because of how judgmental everyone was. I didn't know what they were thinking but their eyes followed me everywhere.

"Jacob Beck," a voice came from behind me, one I couldn't mistake in a million years. A huge grin spread across my face as I turned to see my one and only best friend.

"Hayden Porter."

"The myth, the legend," he quipped, slinging me into a hug. "Although I'm pretty sure that's your title now."

"I'm not sure Mrs. Barden would agree. She's still working here, hey?"

Hayden's head tilted back as he laughed. I could see on his face that he was thinking of our brilliant prank. "It's a fucking pain, I tell you. She hates our guts."

"Do you reckon it was worth it?"

He shot me a dubious look. "Every last ball."

I dumped my books into my new locker and shut it, heading in the direction of the cafeteria. Hayden followed. He was like my twin brother from another mother. Even after all this time our friendship was still exactly the same, unlike it evidently was with Kaia. That girl hadn't changed and had changed drastically. She used to be a lanky thirteen year old with no femininity in sight. Now she was this long legged, slim-but-with-all-the-right-curves seventeen year old who was without a doubt the most stunning girl in here; even with her denim shorts, t-shirt and black converse high-tops. That wasn't the only change. I had tried to talk to her after psych but she just gave me a look as if to say I dare you, so I backed off, laughing at the thought of her wanting to talk to me. She mustn't have wanted anything to do with me.

"Hello? Anybody in there?" I snapped out of my reverie by Hayden knocking on my skull. "Damn, Jacob. You're still zoning out? I thought you'd have grown outa that habit."

"Some things don't change," I admitted. I was tempted to ask him about Kaia and what had happened with her in the past few years but restrained myself. I didn't need his teasing today.

"Clearly. Either way, it's good to have you back. It was just getting boring around here."

We pushed through the swing doors to the cafeteria where I was subject to more staring. "This is definitely not boring," I agreed.

"Don't worry about them. They're staring at my hotness, not you. Happens every day. You know, sometimes I wished girls would actually like me for my personality instead of my insane good looks."

"It's such a hard life."

"I know," he sighed, heading over to a table occupied by two guys who looked like shit. I was allowed to say that because they were my friends.

"Zavier. Landon," I greeted them. Both of the boys glanced up and made half-assed attempts to smile.

"I can hardly believe my eyes," Zavier shook his head, holding out his hand. We did the handshake we made up in year seven and I followed suit with the lankiest kid I'd seen.

"Nice to see you, man," Landon nodded, then winced and held a hand to his head.

"What the hell did you guys do last night? You both look like shit," I had to say, taking a seat on the hard metal bench opposite them.