How Could You?

Prologue

       I walked in the classroom and quickly made my way to the back like every morning. Once the bell rung, Mr. Williams started roll call until he was interrupted. The door slowly opened and the principle and a new kid walked in.

"Well everybody it seems that we have a new student. Please introduce yourself Mr. Rodriguez," Mr. Williams said stepping to the side. The dark haired male stepped towards the front, "Yo my name is Brandon Rodriguez and I'm from the Dominican Republic. And I'm very fluent in Spanish."

He smiled showing off his pearly whites making the girls blush and the guys gag. As his eyes scanned the room his dark hazel ones locked on to my baby blues. We stared at each other for a while until Mr. Williams cleared his throat. I looked away blushing. " Please take a seat next to Glenn." He stated while pointing to me.

I blushed harder as Brandon smirked and walked towards me. He sat down at the desk to my right. When he got settled, we started class off like normally. I was writing notes when I heard a tap on my desk. I looked over to Brandon to see what he wanted. " Hey, can I borrow a piece of paper?," he smiled. I gave him a sheet with a small grin, he stared at me and smirked. I blushed as he kept his eyes on me. Brandon chuckled, "You have a beautiful smile, Glenn." I hid my face in my hands and tuned back into the lesson. After that class went smoothly, besides the fact that Brandon would tease me every now and then.

When the dismissal bell rung, everyone raced to get out of math and to their next class. I slowly got up and gathered my belongings. I walked out with a small wave to Mr. Williams and a very annoying Brandon on my heels. "Are you going to just follow me everywhere? We don't even have the same classes so you may want to find you're next class," I stated calmly. He showed me his schedule, and I almost fainted seeing as his was the same exact schedule as mine. Brandon laughed at my expression, "The office said somethin' about giving me the schedule of a student who knew they're way around."

Shoving his schedule back in his hands, I started off to my least favorite class, gym. I walked into the locker room relieved to see that it was empty. Stripping off my clothes completely forgetting about my audience. Once I was done I remembered that Brandon was behind me. I quickly whipped around and found him shirtless. Taking this moment to really look at him, I noticed that he was extremely handsome and not to mention muscular. His body a light tan skin tone. I didn't notice that I was staring until a very amused Brandon chuckled. I blushed a deep red and rushed to put my shoes on. I rushed out of the locker room and ran to join the class. Two minutes later Brandon graced us with his presence and sat down next to me. He winked at me and went to start running laps around the court.

After 30 minutes of torture, coach released us to the locker. When I walked in all eyes stared at me. That's when it started, the insults that is. Dalton, my main bully, walked up to me," Where's your dumb glasses, faggot?" Tears collected in my eyes at the name. "I left them home," I whimpered in fear. He laughed and shoved me into the lockers. All while everyone chanted 'faggot' towards me. Dalton was about to punch me until he was clocked in his jaw. He fell to the floor with a very angry Brandon towering over him. The room went quiet. I stared at Brandon even though he was killing Dalton with his eyes. "Don't you ever touch him or call him names ever again,"he growled. Dalton briskly got up and ran out into the hallway. Brandon turned to me and softened his eyes. He grabbed my chin and checked for bruises," Are you alright, Beautiful?" I blushed and shook my head. I pushed him away and grabbed my stuff and ran out. When I heard Brandon yelling for me I ran faster. I stopped once I reached my locker. I was spun around pushed softly against the hard surface. When I seen the concern in his eyes, I let it all go. Crying my eyes out and banging on his chest," Why are being nice to me? I'm just a nasty fag after all. No one likes me. I'm worthless. Just leave me alone, damn it!" I kept banging on his chest, while he did nothing. I looked up at him with tears falling down my face. He smiled," I'm always going to be here for you. I'm going to be your best friend. Do you know why?" I shook my head. He looked at me and smirked,"Because I like you, Glenn." I blushed," Isn't it too early for that? I mean we just met today." He blushed and pinched me on the arm,"Not like that, goober. You know like a friend." I made an 'oh' face and he laughed.