-=Jeremy's P.O.V=-
I got Michael and walked with him to class. I sat next to him and listened to the boring lecture. I glanced at Michael and few times, he was sitting putting his face on his backpack and his hood over his head. I felt really bad knowing I couldn't do anything. I texted Brooke during class, because i couldn't wait.
Boyf: Hey Brooke?
Doyouwannarideeeee: What do you want? I'm in class. Tf?
Boyf: Look, Michael is in trouble. Listen to me.
Doyouwannarideeeee: Is it that important?
Boyf: YES!
Doyouwannarideeeee: What is it?
Boyf: I need you to buy Mountain Dew Red. DONT ASK QUESTIONS!
Doyouwannarideeeee: ....is he squipped?
Boyf: No shit. Just buy them. He is in trouble and I can't buy them, he can't buy them.
Doyouwannarideeeee: Are you squipped too Jeremy?
Boyf: No
Boyf: Yes....
Doyouwannarideeeee: Thought so. Ok brb
2 minutes later......
Doyouwannarideeeee: ok done. They'll be heere by....
Boyf: Brooke?
Boyf: Hey????
Boyf: Brooke!??!?
Doyouwannarideeeee: Who is this?
Boyf: Jeremy....Brooke....its Jeremy.
Doyouwannarideeeee: Jeremy Heere?
Boyf: Brooke. I was just texting you. Like, we we're just texting.
Doyouwannarideeeee: Jeremy Heere.... Good luck in detention.
I look up from under the desk and see the teacher on the phone.
"Ok...thanks." He put the phone down. "Jeremy Heere?" He said. Michael lifted his head and looked at me.
"Go to the office please." I looked at him. He held out his hand. I got up, grabbed my bag and walked to the front. I saw people staring at me as I walked up. I handed him my phone and walked to the office.
I walked in and saw Brooke sitting in a chair. "Hello Mr. Heere." The principal said.
Brooke looked at me. I sat down.
"Now can one of you, and I mean ONE of you, tell me why you were texting eachother in class."
He said. Brooke opened her mouth but closed it. "It was my fault sir." I said. "And why?"
"Well. It was for a good reason." I sat up. He raised and eye brow. "And how, in the middle of class, was it a good idea to break the rules?"
"My friend-" I cleared my throat. "Boyfriend, has a problem, that he can't fix himself." I explained. "What is this problem? If it is a medical issue he should've talked to me or the nurse." He said making gestures with his hands. "He has this thing, called a Squip. It-"
"Not this stupid excuse again." I looked at him in disgust. "What do you mean 'Stupid excuse'?" I said obviously getting angry. "I've heard it before! Its a dumb excuse people say to get out of school early. Im. Done. With. It. Mr. Heere."
He put his shoes on the desk leaning back on his chair.
I stood up. "My boyfriend has something in his head eating his brain! Telling him things he shouldn't hear! That is not a stupid excuse!" I slammed my hand on the desk.
"Calm down."
"I will not fucking calm down! I care about my boyfriend."
"Does it look like I care?" He said to me.
I froze. Brooke sat there looking at me, then the principal.
"You should fucking care about your students! Who the hell doesn't care about the students who look up to you." I yelled.
"I don't. Get out of my office Mr. Heere. Ms. Lohst, go with him."
She stood up and grabbed my arm.
"Lets go Jeremy. Its not worth it."
I glared at him before we left.
Next thing i knew i was in detention. For two days. Brooke had it for one....
I sat alone. Staring at a wall. It was just repeating in my head.
Does it look like i care?
Who could be so stupid! Michael is getting his mind eaten by bad voices just breaking him down. Why the hell couldn't i just have stayed his friend before the squip took over my body!
I'm such a horrible friend. I've only hurt Michael.
He wouldn't have gotten it, if i didn't get it in the first place.
(heyy....so...i felt like writing. yeah...this is what you get. bye)
(btw first day of school was alright! It was awkward tho ok bye before my mom yells at me)
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