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Chris' pov ;;

It's been almost two weeks since I've seen or talked to Ricky. No texts, no calls, and he hasn't even been coming to school. None of the guys have heard from him either.

I sat at my desk in the back of my art class, my head in my hands. I know I should go check on him and make sure he's okay, but I just can't bring myself to do it. After what happened last time, I figure it was best to give him some space and let him come to me if he needs me. I let out a sigh, rubbing my face out of frustration.

"Chris?"

I looked up at my teacher. "I'm sorry, Mrs. Costello. I'm just a little... Lost in thought. I'll pay attention now, I promise."

She gave me a small smile, shaking her head slightly. "Come see me after class is over, please."

I nodded, smiling back at her. At least it's the one teacher that I actually like. She's Ashley's mom, and Ashley has been one of my best friends since first or second grade.

I sigh quietly and look down at my work. It's a drawing of Ricky. The assignment was to draw something beautiful, so... I drew Ricky. To me, he's the most beautiful thing on Earth.

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The bell rang, signaling that school was over. I got my stuff together, putting it into a neat pile on my desk. I waited until the other kids left, then went over to the teacher's desk. She looked up at me, a small smile on her face. "Oh, Chris... You look so tired and stressed. What's wrong? Is it Ricky again?"

I bit my lip, nodding slowly. "He's uh... He hasn't been coming to school. I haven't talked to him for almost two weeks. Neither has anybody else." I took a breath, looking down at the ground. "The last time I went over, we got into a fight."

She grabbed my hand gently, making me look at her. "You have to tell him how you feel, Chris. We've talked about this before. If you don't tell him now, then he might never know. So, I want you to go over to his house today and tell him. Okay?"

I gave her a small smile, nodding. "I will. I promise."

She stood up, giving me a hug. "Good luck."

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this isn't the best, I'm sorry. I'm not the best at writing, especially filler chapters. but I'm trying my best. it should (hopefully) be getting a little better in the next few chapters. again, don't be afraid to comment something you would like to see happen

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