Bromance

Understand

"And what happened?" Ms. Dawson, the school social worker asked. We were lucky we didn't get sent to the principle, otherwise shit would really go down.

"Kyler is jealous of me" Alistair spoke with difficulty as he held an ice pack near his jaw. Now that I looked at it I felt pretty bad, the bruise turning a dark purple on his pale skin,I felt even worse because he didn't punch me, just made me unconscious and didn't cause any marks on me, I guess I should be grateful for that.

"No I'm not" I mumbled staring at the ground.

"Why did you punch me?" He asked calmly," Did I provoke you?" Suddenly his tone changed into something else I couldn't recognize

"Well you were dissing me" I complained.

"You started it first" He glared at me. It pissed me off even more how calm he was about this.

"Maybe if you weren't such a dick!" I shouted.

"Kyler" Ms. Dawson said in a warning tone.

"You just changed all of a sudden like you were waiting for the right time to surprise everybody; I don't know what your game is. But it's getting out of hand, you need to stop." I folded my hands across my chest.

"Just like how you told me to stop my vocabulary because it was too advance" he retorted.

"I don't understand why you're taking that so seriously! It was one little thing" I said frustrated and waved my hands in the air.

"Because you'll never understand Kyler. That's all I needed to hear" He smiled his normal slight smile as he took off his glasses.

"What do you mean" I rolled my eyes.

"Maybe I've been taking Rita away from you because she is perfectly happy to be around me regardless of my preference  of my use of words. Maybe it's because she takes time to know me, and it's nice to know that someone out there is willing to accompany me from time to time; but if I don't receive that I will not go to the extent of changing my vocabulary and style just to get along with people better" He informed me as he took off his leather jacket.

"And even if Rita doesn't know much about chess, she's more than happy to play it with me. Even if she doesn't read mystery novels she lets me talk about it to her, even if she doesn't like karate she watches me; even if she's not used to my vocabulary  she tries to understand. And you will never know why it's so significant to me Kyler. Because you don't know anything about me." He continued to take off his gold watch.

"And therefore even if I am better off without friends, it's nice to know that someone is willing to accompany me in my activities and I'm sorry that I thought it could be you. I stand by my word Kyler: I would rather be alone than have a number of friends who secretly despise me, but you think otherwise. And that, Kyler, is why I shan't change anything about myself nor my vocabulary because I know that someone will look past that. I will not change and most certainly not for you. 'bro'" He deadpanned as he took f his Jays.

He threw them into my arms as he got out his reading glasses and put them on again," You can keep those. You will need them more than I do" He said before he walked out the door. Leaving Ms. Dawson and I in stunned silence.  

I felt so....so played.

I can keep these? nice

"Well, why do you think it's significant that Rita is okay with what he does?" Ms.. Dawson turned her attention to me after the door closed.

"I don't know" I mumbled as I took a look at the sunglasses he gave me.

"Did you ever think about what life was like for him before he moved to Jo'burg? Maybe he was bullied? And maybe they didn't like him for who he was?" She suggested. As she said that I kind of felt guilty.

I remember when he tried to socialize with me but I refused to talk to him, or when he invited me to that karate thing of his and when he asked me to be his closest acquaintance; now I realize he was trying really hard and just kind of gave up.

Maybe we should just leave each other alone.

or I need to stop being a dick to new kids.