Blood Lust | BBS x reader

Chapter 2 - The BBS Boys

"We just want to talk" He smirked.

"W-why?" I stuttered, my eyes widening in fear.

He recognized this fear and his mouth curled into a nasty grin. His dark eyes gleaming.

"Well." The boy answered. "I was informed that you here decided to mess with our boy Nogla."

He turned his head slightly, pointing towards the tall boy I had bumped into this morning.

"I-I only bumped int-" I started but was soon cut off when the boy in the red jacket spoke over me.

"I don't want your excuses." He said leaning towards me until our faces were only inches apart. "Nogla's a big softie, real sensitive and you really messed him up earlier, the idiot could hardly come out with a real word" He gestured to the group behind him, the boy I bumped, Nogla was bright red. "We're here to look out for each other and we're not gonna let a brat like you push Nogla around. You hear me? You mess with my friends, and we're gonna mess with you even harder."

He smirked as the group behind him started to snicker at the look of fear that was planted across my face.

I stared around at the faces of my fellow students, just standing there not even willing to help or stand up for me. I sense these guys are gonna end up being a big problem. I thought to myself before my [E/C] eyes once again landed on the dark eyes of the boy in the red jacket.

He smirked once more before turning and strutting down the hall, his gang following close behind.

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"I'm really sorry I didn't stand up for back there. It's just... those guys normally keep to themselves they've never done something publicly like that." Smitty said. "I wasn't sure how to react."

I looked up to see him avert his eyes from me, nervously rubbing the back of his neck.

"It's alright, I understand." I replied simply as we stepped into history.

The teacher, Mrs Ryan, smiled towards me and told me take a seat. Choosing a seat towards the back corner next to Smitty, we sat down. 5 minutes later some familiar faces entered the room laughing away.

"Basically and Moo." Smitty leaned in and whispered in my ear, casting nervous glances in their direction.

I look up towards the two to have their eyes land on me as they glance at each other then quickly take a seat at the very back of the room.

One of the boys glares at me, he has dark skin and brown eyes, he wears an adventure time shirt with the hood up, along with a backpack.

The other boy won't make eye contact. He's wearing sunglasses to hide his eyes and his hair has been shaven into a mohawk. He wears a colourful tank top.

Smitty leans in once more and whispers. "The one in the tank top is Moo and the other is Basically."

I nod my head to inform Smitty that I heard him and focus my eyes back up to the teacher who is talking about the World War 2 bombings on Australia.

I sit there for a while, wrapped up in my learning and the teachers words, when a light bump on the back of my head informs me that something has been thrown at me.

I look back to see Basically smirking as another piece of paper escapes his hand and hits me just in between my furrowed eyebrows.

Let the fun begin... I think to myself.

Moo puts his hand on Basically's arm and whispers something to him. The paper throwing stops and I turn as Moo gives me bright smile in which I return.