September 28, Friday
Sometimes, you would learn that the rooftop of the principal's office is the most serene and calmest spot you could ever find in a bustling, occupied place like school. This was the pure and sole reason why Jack Duff was currently lying by the edge of the rooftop floor. Despite it being filled with dust and cluttered dirt.
He was lazily gazing up the sky, hands below his head, curiously wondering what was taking Mikey so long. The curly, black-haired boy, most often than not, went up here faster and earlier than him and now, he was wondering why his friend was so late.
The two had a mutual agreement to always meet up here whenever it's their free time and break time. They had come up to this decision when they got so fed up of staying by the cafeteria and the study hall because of how annoying and disturbing people's stares were whenever they do stay there. Jack doesn't really mind at all but it was Mikey who urged and requested him to have a secret spot where there are no people to beware and worry about. Thankfully, this quiet spot was found by accident.
Currently, it was lunch time and the blue-eyed boy was nowhere to be seen. Jack's mind was suddenly being filled with dread and worry as seconds passed without the presence of the curly boy.
He was about to stand up and climb down the roof, in pursue of finding Mikey when he heard incoming footsteps coming from the stairs. At first, he thought it was his friend but he was surprised to see straight, dyed blonde locks instead of black, curly ones. The incoming stranger was wearing a green hoodie over their head making it hard for Jack to distinguish who he was. The Irish boy decided to sit up and quickly hid behind a wall.
He saw the blonde looked and checked around, pausing when he witnessed the clear sight of the whole school in front of him. He clenched his fists and he slowly went closer over the rooftop's ledge. He stood up close by the edge, looking down. Jack heard the blonde boy flinched, whimpering as soon as he saw the ground below.
The blonde boy started shaking, sitting down as he cryingly fell to the dirty rooftop floor, leaning at the building's ledge as if it was his only hope and support.
Because of this mellow gesture, his jacket hoodie fell off, revealing the healing, bruised face of none other than Brooklyn Wyatt. Jack knew what happened to the now hysterical, weeping boy. Three days ago, it was discovered that the popular, football goalie was caught harassing their renowned captain, Lucas Collins. It was said that the blonde planned to jeopardize the team and ruin them. This resulted for the vice-captain, Jules Rogers to step up and beat the crap out of the goalie. Well, ex-goalie.
The aftermath of everything that has happened led for the crestfallen athlete to get kicked out of the team and thus, completely eliminating him from the popular list. For some weird reason, Jack fails to believe that that was everything to the story. There was always something left hidden and unsaid when it comes to gossips---everyone, but the people involved, deprived from the complete image of the picture.
Still, ever since the rumors kicked out, the blonde did not attend school for the past three days. Well, two and half as he sees the blonde sitting here, sobbing by the ledge of the rooftop at the cool breeze of the afternoon. Jack watched in curiosity, the blonde reaching inside his hoodie's pocket as he fished out for his phone. It looked gaudily smashed and wrecked, but he tried to dial someone.
He punched some buttons and bided for the phone to dial up. He seemed to be anxiously waiting for the receiver to accept his call but to his remorse, it looked like it went immediately to voice mail. He attempted another call but he got the same response. The blonde sniffed and was ready to weep again when he dialed for the fourth time.
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