New School (Funny x Danny)

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I kept my head down, trying to ignore the laughter and taunting.

"You're so fucking ugly," some annoying skinny kid said loudly, laughing like a donkey. I growled, but didn't dare hit him. He had students all around him, ready to do anything he asked.

I looked down at my old, worn shoes. They were practically falling apart, and I sighed, realizing that I needed to get new ones. My adoptive father was too busy buying drugs to get me new shoes.

Eventually, the people left. Well, all but one of them. A tall, kind of muscular guy walked over. He had curly hair, tattoos, brown eyes, and looked to be Mexican.

"Hey, new kid," he said in a deep voice, "Sorry about them. They used to be cool, but they're just bastards now. Don't worry about 'em. If you want, you can come hang with me and my friends. I'm Dylan."

I smiled slightly, "Danny."

Maybe this new school won't be so bad.

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