we might've been meant to be (boy x boy) (being edited/revised)

This Is Halloween. (boy x boy)

Dedicated to that one person on wattpad who did me a favor.

( Cue confusion, I mean confetti.)

ROBIN. ︽⊙＿⊙︽

Has anyone noticed how gay this school is?

As I walk down the hall from the last period of today there's guys, guys and hot guys and most of them are couples. The girls here might all be lesbians or swingers. Or ugly and helpless.

I, as a straight as a circle kinda guy, am truly sorry for them.

They have weird girl parts and other girl stuff, when will they get a break?

Girls.

"Robin! " Mr. Nodd calls me ,I already passed the door, I can totally act as if I never heard him.

Which I do but he calls again, this time out of his office.

I sigh and turn, a fake,'get me the hell outta here ' smile plastered on my face as I go over to him.

"Yes ?"

"Come in, come in, I have to speak with you."

Screw me . I wipe under my nose and fix my glasses, follow him into his office where there's a wild dark brown haired head.

This is going to be so dumb.

I sit next to the guy and he turned his face, which was odd.

"So, this is Kristen." Mr Nodd, gestures to him, he still doesn't look at us. Hmmm, where have I heard that name before? Anywhore....

I feel myself make a face, my eyebrows furrowed. How rude! Kids these days.

"Well, he's just been suspended, and is back again, I was wondering if you'd take him under your

wing ? You're our top student, you can maybe teach him your ways. " He said in a near pleading tone,pausing as if he was waiting for me to jump at the opportunity.

I shake my head." Explain this to me ,like I'm a 5 year old."

"Mr. Reeding, do this for fellow schoolmates ,for him ,put him back on the right track! If he was ever on it. He needs real guidance and he unfortunately doesn't take kindly to teachers so we thought~ "

"Who's 'we '? " I interrupt him.

"His parents , teachers, judges ,a few others but that's basically it." So this was a joint thing, huh? Why can't my brother just make my life miserable? Why's it have to be people I should look up to?

Kristen makes a noise, its a sort of cross between a grunt and a short chuckle. Everything pauses ,eerily

" Why do I have to have~ " he turns to me, but me being a complete wuss, I shrink back into the chair as much as I can, which to my displeasure is not enough.

"Hey, I know you."

Shriek, he knows me !

"You're my neighbor! "

Ahh, he thinks I'm his neighbor!

Wait a fucking second, we are neighbors!

"Kristen Gates? " I say almost too loud, incredulously.

"That's me! "

"No, no, no ,no! This guy is a fucking~ "

"Language, Mr Reeding, language."

"That's the least of my ~either of our fucking worries! He's going to kill me. Take my life! You obviously don't know jack shit to the extent of what he does! Dont make me list them! "