Chapter 2.

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Today's the last day of school, finally.

"Court." My brother Alec says as he throws me my outfit for the day..
Columbia shoes.
A white hollister shirt.
Kahki shorts.
And long white elite Nike socks.
As I get ready I look in the mirror, running my hands threw my spikey brown hair. I grab my book bag and run down stairs into the living room to grab my brothers keys and go outside.
"You have my keys?" Alec says as I throw him the keys. I get into the passenger seat and he begins to take off.
"Have a good day bro." Alec says as I get of his car and walk into school.
As I walk into school I went to the bathroom first thing cause I didn't use it at home, oops.
As I walk in the bathroom I see 2 seniors kicking Chris on the ground.
"Stop!" I yell as I rush in panic pushing them out of the way.
"Why are you guys even beating him up?!" I ask as I raise chris' head on my leg. "Cause he's a little faggot." One says as the other one laughed.
"Why does that matter? I'm gay too."
I say as they don't say anything.
"People actually like you Court."
The seniors say as they walk out the bathroom.
"Come on." I say to Chris as I help him up, wiping the blood off his lip.
Chris puts his arm around my should. I help him to the nurses office.
"What happend?" The nurse ask as I lay Chris down on the bed.
"Sen...." Chris says before I interrupt him "He slipped in the bathroom." I say as Chris looks at me in confusion.
"Okay, I'll get the bandages, Court get back to class please." The nurse says as she walks out to get the bandages.
"Why did you defend them Court?" Chris ask.
"I had too..." I say as I rub Chris" cheek. "Why, just so you can stay popular?" Chris says as he pushes my hand off his cheek.
"Chris..." I say softly
"Court please get back to class" the nurse says as she walks back in, writing me a late pass.
I look at Chris before I walk out and sigh.
I walk into class and everyone is staring at me, including my teacher.
"Mr.Wilison, you're late.. please take a seat." He says as I hand him the late pass. I take a seat.
I can't focus in class right now cause I keep thinking how I defended the seniors but not Chris, I feel horrible...

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