Brendon strained to see the road as he drove us home. I laughed flipping Our Lady of Sorrows, my school, off. "We all know you nuns are fucking each other right now." Brendon laughed and pulled into the housing area. Josh, Tyler, and I climbed out waving bye to the guys. Josh smiled "Thank you for letting us come." He paused "Ya know you dress in purple, but you're more of a red black than purple." I smiled nodding "I am a red black." And we parted ways. I climbed into my window and quickly changed removing my makeup and going to bed being carful to not wake my family.
I woke up doing my normal morning routine and arriving at school, surprisingly there was four new kids. Two of the boys were the ones I met last night, two were the new British exchange students. Frank walked up to me dragging me behind a classroom slamming me against the wall kissing me. We began full blown making out, then I noticed the British exchange students were across from us making out. Frank pulled away "What's wrong baby?" I giggled "We're not alone." The boys pulled away and awkwardly smiled at us. The brunette boy waved "Sorry, we thought it was the normal thing here." Frank shrugged "May as well." The black haired boy shrugged "Why not." I smiled "I love your accents, I'm G by the way." The brunette smiled "I'm Dan, this is Phil." Frank laughed "I'm Frank, you'll want to hang out with us and our group at lunch by the way. We're the gay group so." They nodded and the bell rang out.
Art class was ended short for me, all the boys were getting tested for PE. I ran in my gym shorts and tee shirt sweating through my shirt very obviously. All of the sudden my friends ran up to me. Patrick smiled "I'm fat so if I can run you can too." I rolled my eyes "I'm fat too man." He rolled his eyes and we began racing each other. Ryan tried so hard to push his short legs so he could go past us but he ended up flying through the air and falling on his face. Brendon ran over and Ryan was helping him up looking at his bloody knee and hugging him drying his tears.
Pete helped Brendon hold Ryan up as they went to the nurses office. Dan looked at me "He fell hard." Phil nodded "Are they a thing?" I shrugged "Ryan and Brendon, Pete and Patrick, Josh and Tyler who you haven't met yet, Frank and me. Even if it's not official it seemed that way." He nodded moving his sweat soaked fringe.
I sat down at lunch doodling in my art book silently. Brendon walked over with Pete, I looked up at him "How's Ryan?" He stood up on the table sitting down as we all looked at him. He sat up messing with his mess of sweaty hair "Ryan's knee was messed up obviously, but his wrist and ankle were too. I'm not sure how bad yet." We all nodded and I continued drawing quietly listening to everyone.
I got up to start heading to class, but as soon as I was out of my friends view I got hit in the head falling to the ground. I rolled over and saw Mikey with his friends Ray, Bob and Bert. They all began kicking me, Bert sat on my chest taking my blazer slamming my head into the concrete over and over again. I felt blood run out of my nose as he got off me and Mikey hit me one last time knocking me out.
I don't know how long it was till someone found me. But Tyler was shaking me splashing water on me. I moved my head trying to get up but I was too weak. Tyler sighed "I'm not very strong but I'm going to get you to the nurses office." He put his hands behind my shoulders and pulled me up dragging me the best he could to the nurses office. I groaned in pain throwing my head back letting the world go black again.
I woke up in the nurses office laying on the bed, the nurse gave me apple juice sighing "You can leave whenever you want." I nodded quietly whispering "Okay." Then sipping the juice. After an hour I went back to class acting like nothing ever happened.
I didn't look at Mikey or his friends on the bus, I didn't even look at him walking home, he unlocked the door and slammed it in my face before I could walk inside, I opened the door throwing my backpack on the floor. "Mikey fucking Way." He stopped and turned his head slightly "What fag?" I jumped at him knocking him to the ground. He looked at me through broken glasses hitting my nose causing it to bleed onto my already blood stained blazer, and the fist fight began.
Mikey and I were in the middle of our fist fight and our mom walked in, she tried to pull me off of Mikey but it wasn't until she smacked me that I got off him. I ran up to my room throwing my bloody blazer onto the floor. This was the worst fight we were ever in. With a sigh I pulled of the rest of my clothes putting my uniform in the wash and falling asleep early, I wasn't ready to deal with Mikey another day.
A/N: First update as Whisker Wednesday!
