"I mean honestly, you think Mexico is better than Madrid? Are you insane?"
"Jupiter, I'm telling you they have way better technique and teamwork."
"I honestly think you need to get a therapist because you are insane," I said closing my locker door and walking down the hall.
"I mean have you seen the last few games they played? They were amazing," Blaise said walking by my side.
Just as I was about to reply a very pretty girl walked by us.
"Hey Jupiter, hey Blaise," she said with a smirk, flipping her long locks as she walked past.
"Hey Macy," Blaise said as I just stared at her walking away. God she is so hot.
"How do you know everyone's name? God you're so nice to everyone all the time."
"See my dear boy, I find being nice makes people happy and making people happy makes me happy. You should try it maybe you wouldn't be so-" he paused waving his hand in the air trying to find a good word. "Negative all the time."
"I am not negative," I say mocking hurt as I walked into the classroom.
"You say that you 'hate everyone and everything' at least four times a day," he said sitting down next to me.
"That's because- well I- it's- oh just leave me alone," I say getting my math binder out of my bag then facing forward.
I heard the sound of Blaise's laughter and scoffed. That bitch is always laughing.
Just then Mr.Green walked in and started droning on about quadratic equations. He has a boring voice that could put anyone to sleep. I took out a pen and started copying the problems down on my paper then copied the homework, all of which I would do later.
Ahh, now that that's done I can sleep.
I put my head down and closed my eyes.
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I woke to Blaise shaking me awake. Looking around I saw the classroom was empty.
I rubbed my eyes and looked at Blaise.
"Why are you looking at me like that?"
"Are you having the nightmares again? You've been falling asleep in most of your classes," Blaise said with a look of concern in his eyes. With a sigh I got up and grabbed my bag.
"No I'm fine, Blaise." No I'm not.
"Don't lie to me, Jupiter," he said as he grabbed my wrist to stop me from walking out. "I know you have. You have dark circles. You're not being your usual sarcastic self. I can tell. I've know you for years Jupe," he said using his nickname for me.
"Can you just-," I started, raising my voice. Blaise flinched at the volume, releasing my hand. I can't get mad at him. He is too nice. "Can you just drop it, yeah? Now, are you sleeping over tonight? It's Harry Potter night."
Harry Potter night is something Blaise and I made up when we were younger where we watch Harry Potter movies all night. I guess the tradition just stuck. Mostly because we were huge dorks and still are.
"Of course! Wouldn't miss it for the world," he beamed. And he wasn't lying. One time he insisted on me coming over even when he had the stomach bug. Let's just say I wasn't a happy camper the next day.
"Com'n then let's go. I'll drive."
I stopped at my locker to put some books I didn't need away and get my keys.
"Wait do we have soccer practice today?" I asked turning to Blaise.
"Oh shit! I totally forgot," he said.
"I didn't bring my gear. Oh well, we can skip one day, can't we?" I asked smiling hopefully at him. I knew he hated skipping. Mostly because he hated when people weren't happy. The few times that we have skipped I practically got down on my knees and begged him. That is how much of a good person he is.
"Jupiter-"
"Please?" I asked getting down on my knees. Here we go again. "Please, please you nice, caring, wonderful, best friend of 14 years, beautiful eyed, well dressed, and kind hearted human being let us skip one day of practice!"
"God damn it fine, Jupiter. Just get up, people are looking at us weird."
Satisfied with his answer, I got up dusted off my pants and closed my locker.
"Yay lets go!," I said looking at Blaise, jumping, and then walking toward the door.
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Best Friends, Right? (Boyxboy)
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