Change (Boyxboy.)

Chapter 5

Hey guys. 

I am kinda going with the flow here and I have no defined time line of what to do when , but I do know what will my final chapter will look like. 

This chapter will be a bit uneventful, so I will try my best here. 

I have many exams so I am trying my best here. D: 

In fact, I won't post my next chapter until I have 300 reads (In general, not just to that chapter. ) So if you guys want another chapter you need to start publishing the story everywhere and to anyone. ;D Good luck !

~Tell me in comments which POV do you want me to start my next chapter with! :D 

~Jacob

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[Kyle's POV.]

I was sitting in detention, bored out of my mind. 

Seriously, if I find the guy who invented that shit I will pay him a visit with a stolen gun or something. He probably needs that, because who the hell does that?! Only people who hate teenagers. 

Earlier I got an angered phone call from my aunt that threatened to throw me out. Again. I didn't take it to heart though, I knew she was only angry. 

 I was still confused about things , so I had some things to think of in detention. Although I would prefer doing all the thinking under the warm water in my bath. 

For example, why was I so jealous when I saw Devon and Jarrod fool around? They seemed close.

And what was with that damn kiss? I didn't manage to ask Devon about it. I didn't mind, I wasn't disgusted but it did feel a little awkward for me to see him acting like nothing happened. 

Wow. I am starting to think like a girl. 

The teacher in front of us checked her wrist watch before she eyed th classroom. It was populated with two seniors, me, Devon, Dean and his two assholes of friends, and another blonde girl with dyed in pink edges. 

I smirked as I saw Devon's head laying on the desk with his both forearms as a head rest. I threw a pencil at him and he shot up. His eyes narrowed at me. "What was that for? " 

I grinned at him once again and shrugged. "No sleeping in detention, don't you know the rules ?"  I arched an eyebrow with a fake expression of shock. 

He rolled his eyes and huffed. The teacher glared at me and I turned back to stare at the wall for the next fourty minutes of this hell. 

When this hell was over, I took my bag and pulled out my cellphone. 

Bad boy, why detention? Meet me in the parking lot.

I smiled a bit. My cousin was such an idiot. 

I heard Devon behind me , shuffling around as he collected his stuff.  My mind was elsewhere as I left the classroom. Though, Devon caught up to me and walked beside me. 

"Kyle? We need to work on this assignment you know? Do you mind if I come over to your house today, or will you refer it in my house? " I frowned and stopped. He almost bumped into me but stopped in time. 

"Uh.. Sure. " I mumbled as I gripped on my bag's strap  like my  life depended on it. "Your house is fine. " He nodded and we kept walking towards the parking lot. To my surprise Jarrod was waiting there for Devon. He gave me a friendly wave and I nodded my head in acknowledgement. Randy smirked at me and I just rolled my eyes, opening the trunk's door as I hopped in the passanger's seat. 

"You do know that my mom is hella pissed, ya?" He smiled at me and I just rolled my eyes again. "Not my fault that they were douches. I was only teaching them how to use manners. " 

"With your fists? " Randy arched an eyebrow at me and I just crossed my arms on my chest, looking out of the window. 

"So, what did you little friend do that he was in detention with you? " Randy asked as we both slammed the trunk's doors. 

"You mean Devon? " I asked and he nodded. I shrugged. "During the fight he bit me. On the arm. Tried to calm me down. And I slapped him.." I trailed off, sighing a little. Randy frowned at me. 

"Idiot, how could you slap such a  cute bunny? " Bunny?  "Well I didn't know who was it  when I slapped him , and t who the hell bites people randomly?!" I threw my both arms in the air and groaned. Randy and I both headed towards the door. As soon as we entered the house we heard Shannon. 

"Kyle Bejamin Davidson, get you ass in here NOW!" 

Oh great. Here goes nothing. 

New York Forensics lab. 

Jay and I were desperate. Nothing. Not even a fingerprint! The problem was we didn't even know where to look. 

We were standing in the middle of the lab with a board, each photo from each case was pinned on it  according to to what occurred when. In the middle of the board we placed a map of NY and we placed each one of the murders in it's place. 

"He gets braver with each time he kills. Do you think it's his first time ? " Jay asked with a frown. He was always frowning while thinking into things. 

I nodded my head and drew another line between the first case to the last. "Something here happened again. Maybe death of someone loved. Maybe a problem with his girlfriend. Something happened that made him be crueler. " I mumbled and Jay sighed. It was hopeless. 

"We managed to find something , sir. " A blonde girl in a white lab robe squeaked from the door frame. Both Jay and I lifted out heads to look at each other with shock. We found it. 

"Well Jay, we were waiting for a mistake. Now let's see where did out clever psychopath tripped."

We both rushed after the girl , excitement made my chest swell as we stormed into another room and what we saw amazed us. 

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It was a totally short chapter. Sorry, you are not going to have any more until I get more votes and comments. I don't want to work for nothing guys. 

Start publishing the story , send it to your friends or something. I am starting a new story soon. It's a werewolf lot thingy this time , so you should follow me , I wrote only the first chapter but more will be released soon! It will be called. 

"I got the wrong mate! (Boyxboy) " 

I love you all though, don't hate on me. ;-; 

~Jacob.