Paper Planes • s.g + c.b

chapter ten

Brennen shoved Sam back to the ground as he walked away in anger. "Sam, are you okay?" Colby bent down and caressed Sam's already bruising cheek with his thumb, Sam leaning into the touch."

"Yeah, yeah I'll be fine." Sam wiped the blood away from his nose, sitting up as he was watching Brennen stalk down the hallway.

"Are you sure?" Elton and Aaron finally broke through the now dispersing crowd.

"Yeah." Sam had yet to pull away from Colby's grasp, honestly he didn't want to. "Colby, this is Elton, Aaron, and Corey. My other friends. Guys this is Colby."

The three shook Colby's open hand and Elton snickered, "Sam yapped about you for months." Obviously joking.

"You talked about me?" Colby kept his voice barely above a whisper as he asked.

"Yeah." A blush painted both Sam and Colby's cheeks as Elton helped up the blond and looked at his cheek.

"I think you'll be okay with some ice." Elton let go of Sam's face and told the rest of the students to stop staring.

"Sam you're so stupid." Colby sighed as he pinched the bridge of his nose.

"What? How am I stupid?" Sam turned and met Colby's eyes.

"He could've broken your arm or something! This is what happens when people befriend me, Sam. You'd be better off not talking to me." Colby reluctantly let go of Sams hand as he walked down the hallway, leaving Sam in silence.

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The note had been long forgotten after the fight and by the end of the day the empty hallways were dim and silent.

Sam had stayed after school to help his English teacher with books. He walked down to his locker to grab his jacket sighing from earlier events. After the fight his mood had been down all day and with no sign of Colby he couldn't exactly hash it out.

Opening his locker in defeat, he saw the baby blue paper airplane. Color. Neither had ever left a colored paper plane.

Sam held his breath as carefully unfolded the blue paper airplane.

Dear airplane boy,
Roses are Red
Violets are blue
I'm not good with poems
Wanna get pizza with me sometime?