Change My Mind

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Hello my Little Ones! This is chapter one of my FIRST Scomiche fan-fiction, hope you like it! (I don't know how long it will be so bear with me on that.)

Scott POV

I tear the backpack off of Darin's shoulders and throw it to the ground, enjoying the crushed look on his face as I did so. Jayden, my partner in crime, holds the small boy's glasses above his head so Darin has to jump up and down to get even close to reaching Jayden's much taller frame. Jayden throws the glasses onto the top of the lockers while Darin flails around blindly trying to find them. I grab his shoulders and slam him back against his locker.

"Stop, please" I smirk widely at Darin's plea, bathing in the rush his pain was giving me. The same rush my parents must have gotten when they were hitting me, but I try not to think about that. It was a long time ago, and they left a long time ago too. Whatever. If I can't be happy with a good childhood, then why should this little nerd Darin go without a beating once in a while. I mean, it's only fair? Right? He doesn't even do anything except get good grades to make his sweet little mommy and daddy proud. Who cares anyway? I'm just taking back what's mine. At least I learned his name, but I like to know the names of all of my victims. 

"Aw, why? Is little nerd boy getting sad? Does he want to go running to Mommy?" Jayden teases his glasses in front of his face, before crushing them on the ground. A tear slowly makes it's way down Darin's face, leaving me to relish in my victory.

I lean in close to his face, and he looks everywhere but my eyes. I smirk at his expression, and he finally met my eyes.

"This is what you deserve," I whisper, and I throw Darin on the ground. He scrambles around for his backpack and stumbles down the hallway to rejoin his geek peers in most likely an AP class.

"He's gonna be crying for days! Nice going, Scott" Jayden claps me on the back and playfully shoves me into the lockers. I laugh at him and shove him back.

"I know, but know we've run out of targets," I count up and yeah, we had no new geeks or nerds to 'play around with'. Going back to the same people was just annoying, and we had a routine. The dumbass nerds all needed the same punishment for existing with happy little lives. But I guess there's a price to pay for justice, and maybe the rest of my crew can go around the school again, revisit some of them until someone new and interesting comes along to tag around and bother for a few days.

"Whatever, we can always go back and pay another surprise visit to the rest of those faggots." I wince. That was the one name I tried to avoid. It was a nasty name for something that definitely deserves it, but I just don't like the sound of it. I've always had a feeling that I was gay, being with girls all the time, hot girls at that, and never feeling any emotional connection. And did I mention they were hot? Jayden and all the others in my 'gang' are totally against being gay, so they think anyone who is gay is a freak of nature. That's why I'm just never going to tell them, I don't want them to think I'm 'a fag' too. It's just gross, but I'm not going to resort to calling myself a faggot quite yet, I'm not stooping that damn low.

"I know, but it would be nice to get some fresh meat around here, so maybe lay off a few days?" Jayden looks at me questionably, but shrugs and agrees to it. We could just tag the bathroom with our 'artwork' or some shit.

We walk through the hallways, ditching around corners when a teacher comes down the same one, until the bell rings for the end of school.

"You wanna gather the guys for a smoke, Scott?" I nod, relieved for the option to sink into the calming fumes and forget for a little while, even if it just was a little cigarette. Weed was stronger, but whatever. This will do for now, and I'd rather not go home to an empty house quite yet.

We walk nonchalantly past the teachers and over the small hill campus rested on, and down to the fences where the neighborhood met hell, or school. Same thing. The guys are already there. Travis is smoking a regular cig while Avi and Kevin attack the good stuff. Travis and Jayden are good additions, but Avi and Kev have been my pals forever. Around the time my parents left actually, and they always had something stronger than a cigarette waiting for me. But they had it rough, so I was reduced to a lower class customer after high school started, and have to pay assloads for the shit, so cigs are all I can get right now.

"So, I overheard the principal during detention. Apparently there's a new student coming tomorrow," my ears perk up at Kevin's news, and a smirk rose in my face. I am hungry for some more faces of terror. "I don't know what the name or anything is, but apparently they're signed up for AP classes all around. Does that sound tempting to you, Scotty Boy?" Kevin continues, goading the bloodthirsty dragon ready to spill some dork blood.

My smirk grows even wider and my eyes glint with evil promise, "Very tempting."

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After my smoke, I drive home. (No! Damn it Scott.) I drive to my house. I dump my backpack by the door, and go straight to my bed. I let my mind wander over the possibility of a new student. I mean, not much information but it will do for now. I'll check out the unknowing victim tomorrow, and even if he's not a complete nerd, he will never be one of us. You see, you're either a jock and a 'keeper of social balance', or you're one of them. The ones that need to be fixed. Or put in their place. Or, let's just say educated. I clasped my hands behind my head and closed my eyes, resting to prepare myself for a bit of teasing. Nothing will stop me from paying those gay nerds what they deserve,

Absolutely nothing.

So does this seem like an okay chapter so far? I KNOW, where's Mitch?! Don't worry, he's the star of next chapter. Anyway, hope you enjoyed chapter 1 so maybe I'll see you chapter 2! Farewell, my Little Ones!! <3