Lungs

Prologue

They both stood facing the school gates. A mixture of excitement and dread for the moment they would have to enter them. They stood unknown to each other. Completely unaware of the other person's presence. I mean it was a school; it is hardly unreasonable that one should not care to notice another perfectly boring, ordinary pupil like you.

Yet these two, they were not boring or ordinary. They were quite the opposite, and in exactly 10 seconds their story will begin.

'Mikey! Over here!' Brendon called over to his best friend. They had been best friends ever since he could remember, inseparable pretty much from birth.

Mikey rushed over to him, excited to see a person he could tolerate but in his haste, and his usual clumsiness, he managed to knock a little helpless kid flying. Well done him!

'Oh my god I'm so sorry!' Mikey quickly apologized holding a hand out to help the kid up. He was quite short, especially compared to Mikey since he had unusually long legs.

He had a beautiful black fringe just covering his eyes and the sight made Mikey's knee's weaken. He had never seen such a beautiful boy before. He didn't usually take any notice of how pretty a boy was or wasn't but today he could think of nothing else when faced with this angel.

'That's alright.' The boy blushed. He blushed. Mikey's heart melted there and then.

'I'm Mikey.'

'Pete.'

A silence fell upon the two and it began to get awkward but luckily Brendon saved the day.

'Ooh yay a friend! Yippee! We own you now let's go, come on Mikey!' He said excited skipping towards them grabbing them both by the wrists and dragging them into the hell hole that would hold them prisoners for the next four years.

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They started off so innocent. That all came to an end at their first party. It was said it was going to be the 'party of the year.' It was. It was amazing!

It was a guy named Tyler's party. He was one of the most popular people in the school and his parents were really rich so he had a massive house.

When they entered, the trio was scared and nervous but by the end they were men.

The party wasn't all that special, just a usual party. Yet to them it was an exciting new concept they couldn't quite get their heads around. They loved the excitement, the buzz. They were surrounded by loud music and from the first step in the pungent fumes of alcohol attacked their nostrils.

They were on top of the world that night. Brendon and Mikey both lost their virginity. Not to each other I'm relieved to say but to whom, they have no recollection. In fact the whole night is a bit of a blurry mess.

Pete didn't get laid however, even though he got many requests; he wasn't quite as desperate or as intoxicated as the others. He could handle his liquor much better.

The small amount of alcohol he had, turned him into a beautiful little emo, social butterfly.

Pete was a pretty popular guy, but at parties he just seemed to draw crowds in.

He was so preoccupied that night he didn't even get to meet the host. Which was a shame, because he had promised to introduce to him his new boyfriend. Josh, I believe it was.

The night had flown by and at the end it was just Pete struggling to carry the other two back to his house without distracting his parents.

If you asked any of the boys to retell the going on of that party they would simply say they had no idea. They couldn't remember. Intoxication is a sin and memory loss and a horrendous hangover seemed to be the payment. That's all they could remember.

Mikey remembered only flashes of memories.

People giggling and leading him up staircases.

Being forced against the closest surface and having someone else's tongue invade his mouth.

And bed sheets, lots and lots of bed sheets.

He also had a vague recollection of some handcuffs but he doubted that even under the influence of alcohol he had gone to kinky sex.

It was at that night their reputations began to form and take shape and none of them had looked back since.

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The next significant event to occur was the arrival of Ryan.

Ryan is well; dorky is probably the best word to describe him. He is also very hyperactive and it is an amazement that he and Brendon get on so well.

It all started when all the freshmen had just come up and were doing the usual, constantly looking lost and getting under your feet. It was very irritating.

Brendon had become much less excitable in the last couple of years and far more irritable. The entire screaming little fetus's really annoyed him. Yet on his angry speed walk to his next lesson he walked in on a poor little kid with eyeliner streaming down his face being kicked in the stomach on the floor, the scene seemed to ignite some form of pity deep down in his icy heart. He pushed past the bullies and picked the kid up. He then carried him bridal style out of the crowd into the toilets where he dried his eyes and learnt his name was Ryan.

That might have been the only act of true kindness Brendon had done in years and will do for many more, but it was the only one he had to do.

A/N: This story is written by two authors on this site: @Anotherstrangerxxx and @petekeyaf

We both run this account and this story and the different point of views will be written by one of us. Please do not expect a ton a updates as we both have another account to run, but we will try to have some type of schedule to this. Please vote, it's only the beginning of the tale.