The Swings [SEPTIPLIER Fanfiction]

Apart

Jack's pov

After class I was dragged to the cafeteria by Felix. The only person I wish would just stop being annoying. The scent of pugs emitting off of his body always made me wonder if he has a one hour session with his pugs before school. Even if he did, he couldn't smell this much of a dog, even though he eats like one. The wooden doors to the cafeteria flung open, signaling the students to rush inside and find a seat to place down their bags. It wasn't necessary to rush to a seat since there were tons of tables and most of the students usually eat somewhere else, like at the auditorium. The beams of light that shined at my eyes from the window reminded me of my house, bright, annoying, irritating. Everything that Felix has always been. I sat down after taking my lunch and pushing in the codes in the cash register because the school just had to make the line be slower. When I sat down my guts just felt like it had increased in weight, like it had teleported a bowling ball inside me. My breath was heavy and my breathing was slow but this was common since i'm in a large cafeteria, with about over hundreds of students. Luckily we had sat by the window at the nearby corner of the cafeteria, where it is less likely for anyone to glance at with a reason, other than to see if their friend's were sitting around here.

I took a glance at Felix then back at Signe who seemed accustomed to her fork, always getting slimmed around most of the time on the plastic, ugly blue tray.

A very strong tension between me and the cafeteria door occurs as soon as I hear the sound of a muffled bts song, which must've been from a k-pop fan, come from the door that was next to our table. The band that the demon likes. The band that always remind my of;

"Crystal!" Felix shouts from next to me, making me drop my spoon in reaction. Felix gives a welcoming smile to Crystal, the black marble textured hair of her's blinding her to see.

"Oh hey, Felix. Stop fucking screaming..." She responds, swinging her hair out of her sight.
"Well I wasn't too damn sure if you were going to hear me if you're gonna be listening to music on full volume, I heard you from outside, also everybody else is loud!" Felix counters, gesturing his hands over to the groups of kids who were yelling.

Crystal sighs then smiles and walks over to me, My anxiety taking the best of me. She sits down then signals Ken, Mary, and the transfer student, Cupquake to the table, pecking me on the cheek then grabbing my hand after the three made a motion to come over with their trays. I  then scooted my untouched tray away and replaced the spot where it was before with my arms, I did the same with my expression and exchanged my straight face with a fake smile.

"Don't worry about coming to me after here, I scraped it" Crystal whispers to me after cupping her hands on the side of my head. She got her hands off of my head, facing towards the others and completely ignoring me.

sigh...

Sooner or later I would have to break up with her, but is my social life worth risking? Mary, Ken, and Felix are great friends, people I had never known would've ever been friends with a demon, a abuser, a rebel, a lier. Maybe not.

"Hey, Jack, you've looked like you've been spacing out bud. Anything bothering you?" Ken speaks in a friendly manner, a tone that I would never pull off better than him. I was thinking about a lot of things. I was alone for a month perhaps, hungry, crazed, insane, and I am still abused. I am in a domestic relationship that I put myself into. I have failing grades, and a low life attitude that only I could make out of my murmuring words.

"Jack?" A voice that sounded so irritating emits out of the boundaries of my thoughts. The boundaries that disappear sometimes, times when I have nothing to think about, times when I need to focus beyond the boundaries.

"Jack!" Another sound that was like the sound of a group of birds squealing, wanting to get their food, wanting to get the substance that can feed them till their full, full of the poisonous lies people say to you. Poison, a word I use as a definition of hate, I poisoned my life...

"I'm ok." I responded finally, smiling a bit afterwards. I place my arm on the table then push myself up to put my partly finished food tray in the trash. I then rush to my bag which was sitting on the table where I was before stands, I pick it up and walked myself out, not minding the worried eyes and confused looks by everyone in the table, it was all just muffled, covered up. I couldn't understand what they were saying but I can hear them. It is like a blurred noise. A noise of myself ignoring someone, even if I don't want to ignore them. They were on mute.

I felt Apart.

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marks pov

"Hey"

A blue haired man which I thought was a ghost since the news I heard last night greeted himself over to he table. I have a grin, receiving the same grin back. As his bag sat on the ground, my fork stabbed the orange in the juice bottle it came with, not my personal choice of food but it is what the school gave me. If it was poisonous, might as well make it venomous.

"Hey, i'm Tyler" Tyler introduces himself to Ethan, exchanging words like a shipping company, fast but seemingly slow. Eventually they became better friends than I thought, I was irritated. I was ignored now that two people are here. I was the third wheel, the wheel that is important but ignored. A wheel that might as well leave and give the position to the fourth, whoever that may be.

bell rings

Faster than the other's, I picked up my bag and walked out, dropping my food in the trash and the tray in the tray bin. I was lucky to not get crushed or get tackled by any of the baseball players or any jock that doesn't know what personal space is.

Today was a regular day, a day where I just thought about life and how life is a bitch. So much of a bitch that I would rather keep sleeping than lock the door to the house, but I have responsibilities that were put on me, that I never asked for, that I never wanted.

Stopping dead in my tracks, in the orange lit hallway, with only five students still roaming around, I saw him again. Jack, who was pinned on the wall by a girl, was being ignored by the two dorks that passed them by. He was bleeding, hurt, and afraid, but still smiling. The pride and fearfulness he holds is something I desire, something I will always keep desiring. The air was tense between the two of us, my eyes locked with the girl and Jack's eyes were still locked to the floor. A slight moment of peacefulness until the bell rung once more, possessing us and making everyone get their bags and walk to their destinations, except I stayed behind because of my nervousness being around Jack. I can't stand by him. When the green haired man turned around, he could only see the back of a book bag and shoe disappearing into a corner.

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Author's Note:

  hey!

I have been gone for some time and haven't made a new chapter since last year, I am sorry for that. After I got enrolled up another grade, I was busy and had to catch up with everybody else. I also attempted a act I never thought I'd do so early, but don't worry, I am still determined and motivated. Just heads up and feet forward, right?

idk but I hope you enjoyed this chapter, i'm sorry for how boring it is, I team out of ideas.

Next chapter, i'll make sure you all will enjoy.

But until then, I'll see you, on the next chapter! Bye!