Special {Sincerely three} ~*•DEH fanfic•*~

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Connors POV

Today was slow as h*ll. But by the time our last hour strolled along I was ready to kill these God d*mn teachers, they just keep giving us notes! I throw my black backpack to the ground, plop on my chair and put my feet up on my desk. Jared, who sat on my left, didn't even blink. He just stared down at his homework. I look at him for a bit, if he noticed he showed no sign of it.

"Kleinman." I say, sternly.

He flinches and looks up at me.

"Hi." He says quietly then looks back down.

I squint at him.

"Why are you so quiet?" I question.

"I'm doing homework." He mumbles, filling in a blank.

"Murphy!" A cocky voice says.

Jace Anderson strolls over and leans on my desk. I give him a death glare.

"Got a death wish?" I hiss.

I notice Jared didn't pay any attention to what was happening.... I saw a hint of distress in his eyes but I didn't look at him long because it's bad to look away from an enemy.

"Not quite." He smiles.

"Get out of my face." I say.

He just sneers and turns. He sits in the seat next to Jared and Jared tensed slightly.

"I wouldn't mess with him if I were you." Jared warned him, still not looking up.

"I do what I want." Anderson hisses.

Jared didn't respond, just continued his homework.......wait.

"Sense when do you do homework?" I question.

Jared bites his lip.

"Sense he needed a reason to ignore your pitiful a**." Jace scoffs.

"F@&% off." I hiss.

Jared did nothing.

"I speak nothing but the truth, isn't that right Kleinman." Jace says.

Jared tensed and looked at Jace then me.

"Uh.." he mumbles, looking into my eyes.

There was a similar longing in his eyes that I felt in my heart when he looked in my eyes. We stayed like that in silence.

"Kleinman." Jace repeated.

"...yes.." Jared mumbles, looking away reluctantly.

"The F@&% are you doing to him?" I hiss at Jace.

Jared closes his eyes and takes a deep breath.

"Nothing, he just hates you now." Jace shrugs.

"I swear-" I begin but Jared cuts me off.

"Drop it Murphy." He growls.

It took me by surprise. I look at him. He was now looking at me with anger.. it felt fake though.

"What?" I question.

"I said, drop it." He hisses.

I wasn't sure what to think of the situation. Now chill, I know what your thinking. Chances it's something like 'he's in trouble! help him!' But stop and think for a bit. It's F@&%ing Kleinman. He doesn't get pushed around easily, you try to bully him and he will swing it right back around to you. Years ago I tried harassing him and some how I was the one who ended up terrified.... then on the other hand.. he's being really weird and not Jared weird.. just off... he seems desperate.... ugh why can't I just read his mind!?