Lights out at Midnight/ Brallon Fanfic

Chapter 2

Brendon P.O.V

Once I finally found my stupid locker, I found out it was utterly useless since I forgot my fucking backpack at home. The bell rang and once it did the principal, well let's just say she tried making a grand entrance by accidentally slamming the door open. She caught everyone's attention, she cleared and started to talk. There was no point in staying so I just walked to my first class, which by now I knew my schedule by memory. My first 3 classes were shit. Apparently, not surprising though, everyone remembered me...in a bad way. So I was stuck with plenty of people picking on me. At lunch I sat alone, casually looking around at all how they were seperated. It was stupid really, how they seperated each other. I headed out early so I wouldn't get trampled all over by these...things. When I got to my fourth class, that's were my day changed...kind of. I saw him. Ryan Ross. He was kind of like my main, I guess you could call it that, bully. He walked torwards me, pushing me hard enough to the point were I fell to the ground. "Get the fuck out of my way, fag." His words were harsh and the last word made me...triggered. I didn't do anything to him but cry. Everyone started laughing, until they didn't, obviously. When I looked up I saw a hand, offering me help. Once I accepted it, my eyes focused on Dallon Weekes. He was on of the most popular people in this, according to past years. I quietly thanked and I may or may not have blushed. Even if I did, I don't think he would've noticed since I walked to whatever open seat I could find that wasn't by anyone. I couldn't get him out of my head for the rest of the day, not that I was complaining.