Winner ▪️ Tradley

0.2

Okay, let's pretend you are the popular and loved by everyone one in the school.

What happend, that one day you become popular just because from loving and caring person you turn into a careless dickhead, and everyone's just too scared to argue with you about anything?

*

Now it was the lunch time.
Most people were sitting and eating their lunches, but Brad and James were standing and resisting on their lockers, waiting for they're third best friend to come.

When they finally saw connor's happy face, they both cringed a little.

- Why are you so happy ball? - Bradley asked, doing that funny duck face.

- because... - he started - do you see that girl beside that tall blondie? - he asked, pointing at the short, ginger girl.

- yeah, why? - James asked smirking.

- She's giving me her lippies tonight - connor puckered up his lips.

- hell yeah con! Good boy! - James was as always so excited about his friends getting a blow jobs and stuff - but...

James started again staring weirdly at Bradley.
The dark-haired gave him a really confused look.
James started laughing.

- what? James what's it? - Bradley started getting mad, not only because James was hiding something, but also cause he was two times taller and Brad was feeling so powerless around him sometimes.

- okay, okay braddie boy, don't get mad on your short legs - James joked - You know who else I see? - he asked whispering - Tristan Evans.

The other boys looked at him confused.
Because hey, why would the least popular lad in their school appear in their conversation?

- and so what? - connor asked - He's not giving you a blow honey - connor smiled.

- No, not Me, but he's giving it to Brad - James started madly laughing, he couldn't stop.

- yeah, in your fucked up dreams - Bradley said, giving Tris a really angry eye.

James stopped laughing, all people on the hallway were already looking at them, so he had to whisper.

- there's a bet,  you're making him give you a blow and know if he's really gay or...

The whole school was speculating, that Tristan was gay.
He was never having a girlfriend, but he never said he likes boys.
He also never said that he likes girls.

- or what you dumbass? - Bradley asked, smirking.

- or we will crush your car - James looked at connor, smiling dumbly.

Bradley never loved anyone or anything more than his silver porshe, that he got a few weeks ago at his birthday.

- do you take it - connor asked?

- yeah, of course - Bradley said - He'll be all mine before you wink.

*

And This is how all the trouble started.
This is where hearts started breaking and where no one was knowing what it all were about to be.