Dear Austin, // Cashby

Thirteen • Fuentes

Austin walked over to his group of friends, slamming his hands down on the table.

"What the hell, Austin!" Emily said, looking down at her shorts. Austin had spilled her water when he slammed on the table, which caused her to jump, which caused her to spill it. Despite this, she'd still blame Austin for it.

"Why the fuck would you bully such an innocent kid?" He asked harshly. Alan was watching from afar, hearing all this take place. He was used to all the yelling, his parents did it all the time.

"What?" Chris, their presumed leader, said. Austin walked over to him, towering over the blonde-haired boy.

"Why do you bully Alan Ashby?" He growled out. Austin was beyond pissed. He didn't understand why they would hurt a boy like Alan. He was too nice, too innocent, too precious.

"Because he's a trans faggot who deserves to die," Chris stated. "Why? What's it to you?"

"What's it to me? He's my fucking friend! The fact that you treat him that way is so horrible." He retorted.

"You never cared about Fagby before, so why are you sticking up for him now?" Chris shoved Austin. He shoved him against a wall, pinning the taller boy.

"Because I didn't know. Had I known you people did such horrible things to him, had I known you were such horrible kids, I would have never been involved with you. I'm done with your little group, Chris. Make my life hell, I don't care. As long as I can keep you away from Alan." Austin stalked back to the table, forcing himself to calm down. 

"So, tell me about yourself." Alan had said, smiling. Austin blushed a bit, starting to ramble on and on about his own life. He'd tell Alan how his mother had died last year, how his father couldn't function normally anymore, how he was an only child. Even when Kellin came back, Austin still rambled on. It was a surprise to Kellin to see the two talking as if they were best friends.

"That's pretty much my whole shitty life up until now." Austin finished, sighing. Alan had never once zoned out during that whole time. He and Kellin both listened. A moment of silence passed, causing Vic Fuentes to walk over. Vic was Kellin's crush, and Alan le asshole knew all about it. 

"Hey, dude," Austin greeted, turning his head to face his friend. Vic sat down next to Austin, in front of Kellin. Kellin was dying on the inside. He didn't know how to function anymore. His appetite was lost, so he stood up to go throw it away. 

"Here," Alan said, standing. "Lemme do it for you. Sit back down. I need to get moving anyway." He rolled his eyes but followed Alan's instructions. While Alan was away, Kellin felt vulnerable and scared. He needed Alan to help him get through this. But, if Alan could get through talking to Austin Carlile, he could get through talking to Victor Fuentes. 

"Hello, there." Vic chuckled as he caught Kellin staring at him. Kellin blushed, looking away. I can't do this. He thought to himself.  

"H-Hi..." The black-haired boy mumbled out. 

"I'm Vic." The Mexican introduced himself. But, Kellin already knew his name. "What's your name?" 

"Kellin." He said. 

"Nice to meet you, Kellin. I think I have you in a few of my classes." Vic said in remembrance, trying ease the scared boy. The brunette was a senior like Austin and was graduating in a few months.

"You too, I guess?" He said, finally looking up at Vic. Their eyes met, and they both felt like grabbing the other and smashing their lips together in a deep, passionate kiss. Austin smirked, watching the two. Vic was classified as a Burnout, a reject to society. And, now, Austin had done the exact same thing. 

Alan returned soon after Austin got out of his own head. Vic had stolen his seat beside Kellin, as the two were communicating very well. Alan hesitantly took a seat by Austin, scooting the chair as far away as he could get. 
 
"Are you repelled by me or somethin'?" Austin laughed. His laugh was beautiful, a melodic sound. It was deep and raspy like he had just gotten out of bed. Whereas Alan's laugh was a high-pitched Hyena laugh. It was annoying to most people, which is why he had taught himself to only giggle. 

"N-No, I just... thought that you wouldn't want me close to you." Alan looked away from Austin, afraid he was going to say the obvious, that Austin really only felt bad for the kid. But, Austin didn't say the obvious, he said the truth. 

"No, silly." The brown-haired boy pulled the ginger's chair closer to him as they watched Vic and Kellin speak. It was good that Kellin was making friends. Lunch soon ended, leaving Austin and Vic to walk the two friends to their next class that they all shared together.