Chapter 4

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Dean's POV:

"Seth?" I whispered, while frowning

I saw Mr. Johnson walk up to Seth asking him if he is alright.

"Are you alright Seth?" He asked

"Yeah. Can I please sit next to Dolph for the rest of class?" Seth asked

Mr. Johnson nodded his head in agreement, and went back to his desk. Seth looked at me, then headed towards me grabbing his book bag. He winced again.

"Sorry." He whispered walking to Dolph's desk.

"Seth! Seth! Seth!" I whispered yelled

He didn't look at me for the rest of the period.

Dolph's POV: ( finally!!! )

I saw Seth in the door way of the classroom with stained tear steaks on his flushed cheeks. My first intention was to go up to him and hug him, but then I realized that the whole class would gang up on us. I saw Seth whisper something to Dean, and started walking to my desk.

"Hey." Seth whispered

"Hey. Why were you whispering to Dean? I thought you didn't like him." I whispered

He just sighed. "I don't know, I just said sorry. That's all I said." He whispered

"Oh okay, talk to me at lunch about it. We need to focus on English." I said chuckling

"I know." He said chuckling a little

I kept on glancing back and forth from the teacher to Dean. I kept giving Dean glares. I thought he noticed me, so I quickly focused on Mr. Johnson. I finally gave up on listening to Mr. Johnson and looked at Seth. Everytime I thought of Seth talking to Dean I knew there was something up.

Why did Seth say sorry to Dean? Dean should be the one saying sorry. He physically and mentally hurt Seth because of his sexuality. I better make sure Seth is with me at all times, knowing what Dean and his group does around Seth.

Seth's POV:

I ignored Dean when he kept whispering my name. When I got to Dolph's desk I just said hey, and he kept on asking me questions.

"Why were you whispering to Dean? I thought you didn't like him?" He asked

I didn't want to reply to Dolph because I kept on thinking about the beating I might possibly get from Dean, and the beating I'm going to be getting from my parents when I get home.

Where are you Aj when I need you? I thought

I answered Dolph with sighing and "I don't know, I just said sorry. That's all I said."

Dolph wants to talk about it at lunch. I gave in and starting focusing on Mr. Johnson. I noticed Dolph was glancing at Dean giving him glares.

I know you hate Dean, Dolph but is it necessary to glare at him? You are the fucking class president and head of the track team, you don't need to worry about Dean. I thought

"Okay class tomorrow you have a test so don't forget to st-." Mr. Johnson said almost finishing his sentence before the bell rung.

Me and Dolph quickly exited the classroom to go to our lockers. I didn't stop at my locker I just followed Dolph to his. When we got to Dolph locker he just looked at me with a worried face. Before he could say anything I asked him something.

"Um...Dolph do you by any chance have a extra sweatshirt?"

"Uh, yeah. Are you cold just like me?" He asked while chuckling a little

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