It was lunch now and Connor was following bradley down the hallway anxiously. He shuffled along like a penguin barley taking his feet off the ground when he stepped. They had found a table close to the wall and sat down, and con notices Amelia from across the room who waved a smiled cutely at brad about to come over. then she noticed the frail boy sitting across from brad and her expression formed into a scowl as she turned the other way. Who knew such a petite girl could be so venomous.
Brad on the other hand, paid no attention to the girl, but instead was going over all the reasons why he wanted Connor to feel welcomed. he had never felt like this before towards a new kid. and he couldn't deny that he fancied the kid. But brad was going out of his way to take care of the boy. maybe its because he's so pathetic, maybe you mostly feel bad.
It was true. the way Connor basically tried to be invisible in the hallways, or how he was curled up over his notes in class, never looking anyone in the eyes. Anyone else wouldn't have made the kids well being their problem because he seemed way to self-conscious already.
"So, you liking it here?" brad decides to go with after going over what he could say without seeming bored, or too excited to be there. the blonde boy looks up at him with a fake smile plastered to his face. It was pretty obvious the question bothered him and brad cringes a little.
"I-I guess so." He shrugs, lying to brad. He hated it here, he hated it in Aberdeen, and he hated it anywhere else. Connor never felt 'at home' anywhere because even thought the settings would change, he never would.
"You'll like it once you get used to it, I promise" Brad put on a reassuring smile as he finally caught Connors eye. "Plus I can tell you what need to know. From how much chips from the store down the block are to where couples always hide to make out" Brad winked at him as he finished his sentence, making Connor snort in attempt to stifle a laugh. this made Connor blush, embarrassed but Brad found it cute. Yet brad found Connor undeniably perfect, seriously, honestly perfect.
"T-thank you" he started to feel like he could have a real conversation with Brad now, witch scared him. He was getting to comfortable to fast. "Can you t-tell me how much homework I'm in for?" He finds himself asking brad. school had never been cons strongest point, and he honestly tried to pay attention but his brain was too scattered.
"I can tell you that mr. Stalter will have a project ready for us in good time" Brad Pouts, and Connor doesn't try to stop from laughing this time. "But if you need a partner..." his tone changes a little hinting to con that he wanted to work with him. Connor was okay with that, too. He was okay with talking to brad, being around brad. Even working with brad. the boy was letting his guard down now.
"S-seeing that y-your my only friend-d here." Con shrugs with a small smile. Dammit. every time Connor looked at brad he convinced himself a little more that this could work. Him and Brad. Maybe they'd work. He wanted them to work. Even brad wanted them to work. but Connor was scared he was falling to fast. They both felt like it was to end up in flames
"im in the friend zone now!" brad cheers pumping his fist in the air like his favourite football team just won league championships. A smile plays on Connors lips at the excited brad. even thought he was exaggerated you could still see the joy he had that he had gotten through to the boy.
"Hey boys!" tristan saunters up to the boys, eyeing Connor as he sits down next to brad. He furrows his eyebrows at the brunette gesturing to Connor. He just shrugs back at the blond boy and smiling weakly at Connor. the small boy looks at the ground, feeling unwanted by tristan, who was starring at him weirdly.
"Okay tristan, this is Connor." Brad breaks the award silence between the three of them, and tristan doesn't take his eyes off the boy. Connor wants to get up and leave. just to run away from tristan. Does anyone in this school other than Brad not hate me? he asks himself as Tristan finally turns towards brad to whisper something in his ear.
"your friends with the lame new kid?" he asks brad, who frowns at his best friend.
"Tristan! give him chance you've never even met him!" He hisses at Tristan who nods apologetically whispering back "okay" before turning and smiling at Connor who was trying to hear their conversation. Con smiles back nervously, picking at the food in front of him.
"Connor?" he asks pointing at him, and he nods back "I'm tristan, nice to met you." He seems to force the words out, but he was making an effort witch was fine with Connor. As long as tristan didn't hate him, cause tris didn't seem like the guy who would take hate easily.
