The Spooky Kids (Marilyn Manson Fanfiction)

Sneaking Food

~Thursday 7:30pm dinner time~
Stephen's POV
I didn't see Brian anywhere all day. I wasn't worried though because I knew he had to asleep or curled up and crying in pain. I'm here for what I did to the church in my neighborhood. Apparently I was playing absurd music and dancing inappropriately so, I had decided to spray paint Jesus Christ sucking Satan's big flaming hot Cheeto dick. "Did you hear about what happened to Brian?" I heard a girl say at the table behind me. "Who? Is it that weird kid that gets trouble all the time?" Another said. They went into fits of giggling. I sat down alone and started to think about bringing a muffin to Brian. The muffins looked better than the spaghetti that had some strange green shit on the noodles. The girls wouldn't stop talking about Brian and it frustrated me, some were gushing about how he's adorable but also calling him a freak the other half was just plain out saying mean shit. I grabbed my plate of spaghetti and stood up, making my way to their table. They all looked at me strange. "Don't talk about my friend like that you stupid cows!" I shouted loud enough to catch one of the supervisors attention.
All eyes were on me and they were burning into my soul. The girls just laughed and eventually everyone went back to what they were doing but I was serious. I thrown my spaghetti at sluts. Everyone gasped, jaws dropped, eyes were wide. I glared at the girls. "That's enough, step away from those girls right this moment!" The supervisor demanded and I obeyed. I sucked on my teeth and grabbed at least four muffins when no one was looking. I wrapped the muffins in a napkin and put it up my shirt.
Brian's POV
I didn't want to move at all. Everything hurt, I just wanted to drop dead. "Hey Brian," I heard Stephen yell as soon as he got closer he whispered "I snuck some muffins out of the cafeteria." Stephen smiled. "You didn't get caught?" I was in awe at how easy he got away with food. He handed me two muffins and had two more for himself. "You're awesome dude." I told him. Stephen wouldn't stop smiling. We both ate our muffins.
"There were these girls talking about you," Stephen said. I looked at him with an confused expression. "They said you're weird, cute, a freak, a dumbass and other shit and like you'd never get pussy because you're too gay." Stephen told me I covered his mouth with my sweaty hand. "You have to watch what you say around here and also what'd they look like?!" I asked in a slight panic. Stephen moved my hand away and cleared his throat. "Well they had some bracelets and those crucifix necklaces," He told me. "Crap," I said shaking my head. "I also thrown spaghetti at them because they laughed at me." He added. "Stephen! You're screwed now!" I yelled grabbing him by his shirt, my hands were trembling. "Their boyfriends are fucking deadly!" Stephen made an expression like he didn't quite understand. "You better watch your back dude, I'll be around too." I told him and he just nodded his facial expression started to change like he began to understand a bit more.