Please Don't Ever Let Me Go (ON HOLD)

Chapter Six

Thanks for your patience. So between my new job, my original writing projects that I hope to self-publish and my FF's, I need some time to find a groove with updating and whatnot. My job is  more demanding now and doesn't leave me time to write as much at work. So updates won't be crazy frequent. They will still be once or twice a week though and I'm going to work hard this weekend to get more written so I'm not trying to write like crazy during the week. For now, enjoy a little Sang awesomeness and thank you for understanding, and if you don't *shrugs* I don't care.

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**| Sang's POV |**

Everyone met us in the parking lot and then we all headed into the school and towards our favorite spot in the courtyard. Somehow, since day one, people never challenged us for the picnic table. It was always empty and ready for us in the morning and during lunch.

I wondered if it were because they felt intimidated by the group of boys but I never asked. I just accepted that the table was ours. A small routine of ours that made school easier to deal with.

I settled down on the picnic table, next to Silas. I turned to him with wide eyes.

"What's wrong, Aggele?"

"Did you know it doesn't snow here?" I asked in a soft voice, leaning towards him.

He chuckled, the sound deep as his eyes warmed. "I knew."

"Did you know when you first moved here?"

He shook his head. "I didn't even realize it wasn't going to snow until February hit and it was still in the fifties."

"Oy, don't worry about it," Gabriel said. "We'll take you to go see fucking snow."

"What is it like?" I asked.

"What is what like?"

"Snow."

Gabriel smiled. "Cold and wet."

The boys chuckled and I let out a huff of breath.

"Did you do all your homework?" Kota asked, sitting across from me.

I nodded. "I finished up yesterday. Thank you for collecting all my assignments for me."

His cheeks turned pink but he shrugged. "No problem. We don't need you falling behind in school work."

"The way this school is, they won't give a shit about having a death in the family," Nathan said and some of the boys nodded in agreement.

Everyone chatted until the bell rang and then Luke and North walked me to homeroom. Luke and North talked over me as I curiously watched the two male students in front of me.

One of them had short blond hair cut to his scalp and the other had light brown hair. The one with blond hair said something, his eye twitching in anger. His friend said something, looking apologetic but the first one just shook his head furiously. I remembered seeing them a couple of times in the halls. They were usually laughing and goofing around with each other like best friends but today, there was tension between the two of them.

Something happened and the blond boy wasn't happy. I tilted my head to the side as the second one said something again, trying to get his angry friend to listen. I've never seen a fight between friends before, not like this. Yes, my boys fought, but they did it playfully, teasing each other and knowing when to stop before going too far.

This was different.

We were about halfway to homeroom when we came to a halt as the two of them finally stopped and turned to each other and the blond one growled something out and threw a wide punch.