Don't Disappear

Chapter 3(BMC)

Author's Note-
This is the BMC POV earlier that day.

Jeremy-
I woke with a sudden start, tears rolled down my face. Even though the Red Mountain Dew got rid of the squip, I still could hear him sometimes, and I had nightmares of his revenge. I pulled my walkie-talkie out, "Michael, Michael?" I whispered, shaking. We use walkie-talkies when it's an emergency instead of phones, it's quicker, and cooler. "Yeah, Jeremy?" asked a tired but alarmed voice. "I-I..." I started whimpering. "Hey, deep breath in, deep breath out, it'll be ok, now talk to me, buddy," he replied calming me down. "I had a n-nightmare again," I stated squeezing my eyes shut while tears slipped down my cold shaking face. "Hey it'll be ok, try and tell me what it was about," he replied. "Ok, the s-squip t-t-took over a-again, a-and y-you were m-mad at me, and I l-left you a-again and y-you, disappeared," I stated shaking slightly. "Hey it'll be ok, I'm right here, I'll always be here, ok. Hey, you wanna play Pac-man on your phone?" he asked. "Y-yeah," I replied. "Ok, Michael is out!" he finally stated.

~time skip brought to you by weird unhumane noises.~

I finally decided to ride to school on my bike instead of walking or riding a bus. I arrived with 20 minutes to spare. I walked in and sat down on a bench nearest to my locker and waited for Michael. While waiting I sat there huddled in a ball watching some funny cat videos.

Until I heard brief, distant, Bob Marley music. Michael, I thought.

Michael-
I walked down the halls with pride and Bob Marley. I turned a left and saw Jeremy huddled in a ball and watching what I would of guessed was a funny cat video. I sat next to him and handed him a 2 liter of Mountain Dew Red. He looked up at me and smiled.

"Thanks Mikey!!" he practically squealed, opening up the 2 liter and gulped down a 1/4 of it. "No prob player 2," I replied smiling. To tell you the truth I feel like it was my fault that Jeremy was attacked by the squip, I felt like I wasn't there for him.

Then Christine walked up, I despise Christine, there's rumors that she's dating Jenna. But I'll never hurt my little Jerbear.

"Hey umm... Jeremy, can we talk, alone?" she asked, she'd been looking more depressed and tired than usual. "Sure," he replied staying where he was. "I-I meant alone," she replied. "I'm sorry but player 2 and player 1 have to be together," he said smiling at me. "Fine, ok then, well I-I'm sorry but I'm gay, but I hope we could still be friends," she walked off crying, leaving Jeremy on the verge of tears. He ran to the bathroom. I ran after him.

I opened the light blue door finding Jeremy sitting in a corner breathing lightly. To tell you the truth I don't think I have ever seen Jeremy cry before, he's a tough cookie. I sat next to him and brought him closed to my chest, he looked so lifeless and not in control of what's going on. We sat there for what felt like forever until, "Jerbear, it's time to get up, we still have class," I whispered softly. He looked at me and smiled, I love that smile, and I helped him get up. "Hey, it's the last day of school before Winter Break, it'll be ok," I stated trying to soothe him as we walked to Mrs.Dunnstock's Study Hall class.

We walked in, I was glad it was a half day due to Winter Break and that we had Study Hall because that is one of the most get-away-with-not-doing-much-work kind of class. I looked over at Jeremy, he looked so depressed, Jenna Rolan passed a note to Jeremy. He looked at it and looked calmer, he folded it and put it in his backpack.

"All students please report to the Gymnasium immediately!!" Principal Gowan stated over the intercom.

Jeremy-
I grabbed my backpack and Michael's hand and ran out the door and towards the Gymnasium. I just wanted for this day to be over so I could cuddle in a warm blanket in the basement and play Pac-Man against my player 1. We ran into the Gym almost being the first one there I shoved our book bags down next to each other. Then I ran up the rows still gripping onto Michael's hand and sat all the way at the top. Before we knew it rows started filling in, Michael had his headphones on, he hates crowded noisy places.

Principal Gowan walked onto the center of the floor facing the crowd, "I apologize for the wait they should be here any minute," he stated. Finally I saw three students walk in, one was that kid who's sister is the biggest lesbian of the whole school, that kid who's somehow still alive even though he eats bathbombs during his free time, and the kid who broke his arm from falling off a tree, I think he's my neighbor. Coach Adams stopped the trio, probably questioning where they've been, then the bathbomb eating kid complimented Miss Fleming's pink, flowy, top. She thanked him as he high fived some other kids. Ok then..... I thought as I saw him go up the isles. Finally the assembly officially started.

"Good afternoon, Westerburg High School, I called this assembly to remind you that the computer lab is open after school hours, and tutoring and counseling is open if anyone needs help. Umm, so if Jared Kleinman if you could come up here please, and everyone give your attention to our one and only Jared Kleinman," Mr.Gowan stated. Jared walked down the isles acting like a such a nerd, but aren't we all?

"Hello, Westerburg High School..." (I heard multiple phones clicking and videos rolling), "I'm making a club for anyone who wants to learn about the kinky lives of the founding fathers," ("Gay!" shouted a voice I could only recognize as Rich's from somewhere below us) "So umm... signups will be this Thursday in front of the cafeteria," he handed the mic back to the principal and dabbed.

"Wow! That was amazing now thank you all for coming, and except another assembly coming soon, and enjoy your lunch and the rest of the day!" principal Gowan ended the assembly at that.

Michael and I waited until most of the people left and we walked down the steps carefully. I saw Miss Fleming I wanted to go over there and talked to them but Michael grabbed my hand and pulled me toward our bookbags, and anyways they seemed distracted.

Michael stopped so suddenly I almost fell into him, his mouth hung open, I turned towards our backpacks and gasped.

Michael-
"Rich, it had a been Rich!!" Jeremey practically shouted with rage. "No, it couldn't of been Rich, it must of been Christine," I said. "Why would Christine write that?!" He fired back we were in the basement of Jeremy's house.

"SpACe UniCOrnS sOaRinG tHrOUgH thE sTARs DELivEring THe RaINBowS aLL aROUnd ThE WOrlD..."

"Hold that thought I have to take this real quick," I said, my phone read Setafire, Rich.

"Morning!"
"HI!"
"What's up?"
"I told him!!"
"OMGS REALLY!!!"
Jeremy looked at me very confused.
"Yeah! And he kissed me back, in front of EVERYONE!!"
"So how did you tell him?"
"Hold on I want to tell you in person where are you, and help you tell, you-know-who, how you feel, remember our deal?"
"Who Voldemort?"
"Aww, come on you know who I'm talking about, so where are you?"
"Uhh,"
I looked at Jeremy.
"I'matJeremyHeere'splaceIknowIknowleavemealone!!"
"EEEHHHH!!!!"
I had to pull the phone from my ear.
"Alright see ya in about 5 minutes... EEHHHH!!!!"

(I heard him tell Jake and both of them were squealing by now)

He hung up.

I looked at Jeremy and laughed nervously,
"That was Rich, wasn't it?" He asked. "Maybe," I replied. Jeremy breathed in deep and face palmed himself, "Ok, ok, but he needs to bring slushies," he stated seeming not as upset as I thought he would be. "Red or blue?" I asked. "Surprise me," he replied before sitting back down on the comfy couch and continuing their game of PAC-MAN.

Author's Note:
Hey Teddy-Bears,
I didn't mean to make Christine to look like a jerk. I just needed her to get her point to come across, if anyone thought I was trying to make her look like a jerk, that wasn't the point. Thank you for reading this. Well, that's it so have a good night/day Teddy-Bears. Until the future Teddy-Bears.
-Han

(1486 words) ;)