Russian Roulette (Royce)

No Fair

::Jacob's P.O.V::

That same kid came to chemistry late. Our eyes met as soon as he walked in, it wasn't that long of a stare but we both got a good look at one another. I began to wonder who he was as I went back to jotting down notes. It was the same routine as any other day. The teacher talked and talked and the kids behind me kept making small remarks about me. I wouldn't say I get bullied, but I do get messed with every once in a while. Nothing that I can't handle. I think.

>>*<<

"Hey, Jacob" Elijah greeted, "oh, hey, can you still hang after school?" I asked. He nodded, "yeah". "Okay, cool" "did you see Melissa?" I shook my head, "you know, you two say you're, like, friends but you don't talk very often" Elijah stated. I shrugged, "yeah, this is true, but we don't really mind it. You think I should ask if she wants to come and hang with us?" "Yeah, sure".

"Okay, I'm gonna go find her" I announced as I turned the corner and parted ways with him. I knew what her second hour class was so I decided to head that way. When I got there and poked my head inside I saw her sitting at her desk. I knew she'd be there, she always arrived to her classes early.

"Hi, Melissa" I greeted as I walked up to her, "hey, Jacob. What're you doing here? Don't you have...." She stuck out her tongue as she thought to herself, "AP history?" I nodded and smiled, "I do, but I wanted to find you and ask if you wanted to come to my house with me and Elijah after school?" She nodded and said "yeah, I want to".

"Okay, cool" she smiled, "un-tuck your shirt, you'll look more cool and laid back" she informed as she leaned forward and un-tucked my shirt for me. "Thanks" I said, "well, I'll see'ya after school" "'kay, bye Jacob" "bye". 

::Chresanto's P.O.V::

"Hey, Romelo, you wouldn't happen to have anything on you, would'ya?" I groaned inwardly and shook my head, "no, I don't carry drugs on me" I explained for umpteenth time to this kid that I barely knew. "Dang, aiight, I haven't gotten my hands on some drugs in a minute" I gave him a blank stare, why was he telling me this? It's not like I actually cared or anything. 

"Um, okay?" "Does your dad sell to kids?" I shook my head, "no, I don't think so" "well, could you ask for me?" "Uh, sure". I rubbed the back of my neck, "I've gotta go". I walked passed him and walked off to my second hour class. Why the hell does everyone keep asking me if I'm holding drugs on me? 

>>*<<

"Hey" "I don't have any drugs on me" I deadpanned as I turned around and saw Heather. "Oh, hi" I said quietly, Heather used to be my best friend back in elementary school, but now not so much. She's changed since then, and so have I. "Hey" she replied, she played with her hair nervously as she looked at me. Heather was on Ritalin, and she would use it to her advantage sometimes and snort it before tests and big exams. She'd also give away her medicine to paying kids who just wanted to feel high for a while. She'd changed a lot. 

"Rome-" "My name's Chresanto, and you know that, Heather" I said as I looked at her, she was one of the first people to learn about how I felt being called Romelo. "Oh, yeah, right. Sorry. I'm just used to hearing people call you Romelo, so... Yeah" I sighed, "what do you want, Heather?" "My girls and I were wondering if you wanted to, uh, hang around town after school?" "And do what?" I asked curiously. This was the first time Heather had spoken to or acknowledged me in over a month

"And just hang, I don't know, Chres. We could walk the streets like we did back in middle school, remember that? You'd carry me on your back and crack jokes just to hear me laugh?" I remembered that. I wouldn't admit it to her, but I did. I kind of had a thing for her back then, but not anymore. I shrugged a little, "okay, I'm not doing anything anyway".