Small Talk

Small Talk Isn't So Bad When It's A Cute Guy

Mikey Way. A tall and lanky fifteen year old. He wore his glasses all the down his nose to point where they were almost falling off and he had to keep his chin in he air to keep them on. He was bullied by Bob Bryer, Jason Appleyard, Trent Daniels, Matt McGuire, and Chris Waller. He always wore skin tight clothes that were either fully or mostly black. Most of all, he was a nerd. A tall, lanky nerd who had an affinity for music and the best poker face you would ever see, also, gay.

Then there was Pete Wentz. Captain of the soccer team. Short sixteen year old. Had black emo hair with a fringe and everything; the works. Bipolar. Loves playing the bass. In a band. Always smiling, only thanks to his meds keeping his emotions in check. Friendly with everyone. Secretly suicidal - guess his meds weren't working as well as everyone thought. He had tried to end himself once before, it didn't quite go as planned. He's always wearing black. Wears black nail polish. Isn't friends with anyone on his soccer team just mere acquaintances. Lastly, bi.

Mikey Way and Pete Wentz had never met before but Mikey had heard about Pete. Almost every girl in the school had a crush on Pete Wentz, soccer legend. Even some teachers had a crush on him. To put it simply, he was eye candy and everyone wanted a peice of him. Everyone except Mikey Way who had never even seen the guy before and didn't plan on meeting him. Why would Mikey Way want to meet a jock anyway?

Then there was Pete who didn't even know there was someone called Mikey Way who goes to this school. He had heard about a lanky boy who had been found in the boys bathroom beaten half to death. The kid then had to be rushed to hospital with toilet water dripping from his hair. No time for a blow dry when you're dying. Of course anyone who had walked through when the kid was being assaulted just went along with it. They didn't want the same fate. There was a time when someone from the boy's English class walked in while he was bloody and bruised on the ground being gang raped by his bullies. No one ever told any authority about it but the news got around quickly that the lanky kid with glasses tucked the whole soccer team at once. He soon became know as a slut or a fag, sometimes someone would through in fairy as well. Although he was gay he would never admit it now. Pete Wentz had heard all these and more. How the lanky boy didn't show his face much around school but everday the bullies would find him. About how he was a tranny because everyday the bruises and cuts wouldn't be there because he covered them with make-up which instantly made him transgender or a drag queen. Obviously.

Pete hated the rumours that went around about he lanky boy, almost as much as he boy did himself. Pete did admire the lanky boy, though. This boy could get beaten everyday, day in day out, and he would still show up the next day. In Pete's mind, that took courage. Pete wouldn't blame him for cutting if he did, which he did. He had a lot of reason to but Pete still thought it was stupid if he did. He hoped the boy wouldn't take his life. He kinda wanted to meet him.

Mikey Way was genuinely surprised that no one had seen the cuts yet. He was glad about that but also wondering how they hadn't. They could have seen them for all he knew but he also knew if they had it would have gone around the school like wildfire. Seems like whatever happens to him gets spread around and twisted within five seconds. Walking into school with your older brother after Summer break skinnier than before but still healthy definitely causes suspision, and rumours. Suddenly people started assuming that he was taking drugs and he had all these addicts and wannabes asking him for some. Looking for their next high from the school slut, offering to pay with blowjobs or a good fucking, sometimes both if they were desperate enough. By the time Luch came around everyone had either heard or seen about Mikey and how skinny he was now. Any more weight loss and he would look anorexic but the truth to the fact was that he had gone on a diet during break. He was comfortable with his body now. No more extra flab or puppy fat.

Of course, Pete Wentz was undeniably stupid. So when he missed his soccer tryouts in the morning he asked the coach if he could try out some other time. So here he is, on the school soccer grounds going to put his bag behind the bleachchers where he does everyday he has soccer to find four boys all dressed in black eating lunch. One is larger than the others and has black hair that looks like it's being grown out and hasn't seen a brush or comb in five years. Another looks quite tall with a muscular build and only little bit of chub with brown curly hair that can only be described as a fro. Nit quite afro but too curly to be anything else. The third is smaller than the others with a small black mohawk that's been flattened against his head and curls on his forehead, the sides of his head are bleached blonde and he has a nose and lip ring. The last is tall and lanky, he's wearing glasses and has straightened light brown hair. He has a beanie covering most of it and best poker face Pete has ever seen. The boy is completely and utterly breath taking for Pete. All he can think about is how cute he is and completely forgets what he came here to do. The boy is looking up at him but Pete thinks if he tilts his head any further he'll tip backwards.