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Grease and Glass Part 2

not bfu standrew pov

Andrew still remembers the day Steven moved next door.

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The moving truck pulled in and his father grumbled something along the lines of, "there goes the neighborhood," but Andrew was glued to the sight a small boy step out of the car, he looked his age. If it had been up to him he would have never met the boy but his mother had dressed him up in his nicest clothes and put her flowest dress on and out the door they had went, apple pie in hand.

"But ma, I don't wanna!" Andrew whined tugging on her hand.

His mother smiled down with tight lips, "Hush, we're going to be a shining example for the neighborhood and welcome the new family."

Andrew huffed as his mom rang the doorbell. A short woman answered the door and the two quickly started talking about boring adult things and shaking hands before his mom seemed to remember she had brought him along, "Oh, this is my son Andrew."

The women smiled down, "Hi Andrew. Did you know I have a son who looks your age?" Andrew nodded, he did know, he had seen him before. As if on cue the boy rounded the corner, "Steven, this is Andrew. He lives next door. Why don't you-"

Andrew barely got a good look at the boy before he had grabbed his arm and starting tugging him into the house, "Do you wanna see my room!!? I just got my toys out! Do you have toys?"

Andrew swore he'd never talk to this boy again.

Andrew is a dirty liar.

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"Do you think anything is going to change?" Steven asked, openly gawking at the entrance to the high school. It was the first day of high school and Andrew honestly didn't know what to expect.

"Of course not," Andrew said with a small smile and Steven smiled back ten times as wide. Steven nodded enthusiastically and started jogging to open the door. Andrew slowly followed, he'd follow Steven anywhere, "besides, your my best friend at this point we're stuck together."

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But Andrew was wrong. They didn't fit together anymore, everyone could see it. Steven joined every club he could and quickly became friends with everyone he met and Andrew could barely find the strength to show up for classes, so he didn't.

And that's how it started. He opened a stairwell to see three kids, one standing while the other two sat. The standing boy was coughing behind a cigarette, while the other two sat looking bored, "Hey," the one with the cigarette said, "You're not gonna snitch are you?" Andrew wordlessly shook his head. Who was he gonna tell? The only person he talked to was Steven and he had enough extracurricular activities to keep him busy until graduation, "Fine," the three lapsed into a slightly uncomfortable silence, "Hey, do you know how to properly smoke one of these?"

Andrew glanced over at the other two boys who hadn't said a word and was met with a shrug and eye roll, "Umm no, sorry."

"Figures," the boy said taking another drag and coughing, "I'm Brent and this is Eugene," he pointed to a boy had his hair styled in a way Andrew had never seen, "and this is Shane," he motioned to the only remaining boy, an oddly tall kid at that.

Andrew raised a hand at the two, "Andrew."

Brent nodded, "Well if you've got nowhere else to be you can hang."

Andrew nodded. He would regret that decision forever.

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"They're mean," Steven mumbled one day while they walked home.