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nine

i get out of my bed and get dressed, i did most of the homework i had i to catch up on, it was mainly from calculus and spanish. some other things, but they only took a few minutes.

i grab my go to over sized black hoodie and spandex shorts, throwing my hair into a high pony and rummaging through my things for my shoes. i slip them on along with my backpack as i head down my stairs. veronica and the twins were here, she was at the stove making pancakes. i smile at her, she smiles back, "do you want some sweetheart?" i shake my head no, it's not that i wasn't hungry, i just don't feel like sitting down and talking.

i start to walk down the sidewalk to my school, when i see carl in an ally with some dude. he's probably dealing. i stop there and stare for a moment, before realizing it's a drug deal so i can't be caught overlooking.

i hide myself behind a dusty brick wall that was in the process of being constructed, besides the ally on someone's lawn. i over hear them, they're arguing over something.

"she's really pretty carl. it'd be a shame to lose her over not giving me my fucking meth." hes selling meth? is this about his girlfriend? or ex? i don't know exactly what's going on between them. her name's carly. carl and carly. fun!

"you can't hurt her man." carl seems scared. i realize the time, i'm gonna be late, fuck! "noah chavez. you chose a winner" whoever that man is knows who i am? wait? they were talking about me. someone's gonna hurt me?

i see carl slam the guy up against the wall. holy shit. "hurt her and i'll fucking rip your bones out of your body. one by fucking one asshole." woah. um should i be flattered? what did this even mean? does he really care about me that much? maybe he's doing that or debbie. i am like one of her only friends...

i remove myself from the little wall and start walking down the sidewalk minding my own business, hopefully they wouldn't notice me, i keep my head down.

"noah!" carl shouts. i wait for him as he runs his way over to my exact location. "i didn't know you walked to school."

yes he did. he knew damn well, we all used to walk together. "yeah um, who's that?" carl turns his head to the man, standing in the ally. "a friend." he smiles at me and checks his phone, "we're gonna be late." i nod and we walk together.

"so are you with her?" he swallows air. "with carly? i already told you." oh boo fucking who alexa play despacito. "then why was she in your room." "are you jealous or something?" holy shit what do i do? do i answer that honestly or just lie straight through. i play it off, shaking my head, "i just wanna know why you would lie to me about that."

carl shrugs, "she came over to talk. we aren't together, we kissed but that's it. she wasn't the girl i had my eyes set on anyway." he looks at me and smiles. i nod. okay... i guess i can understand.

but who the fuck is this other girl i have to watch out for, "what's her name?" carl looks at me as if i was dumb as shit. how was i supposed to know her name?! there's like a thousand kids in this school.

he moves his head slightly to the side, "you don't know her." you dont know that but okay i'm not that much of a loser. "okay."

as we are about to arrive at the door, carl grabs my hand, holding it softly. i give him my iconic, "what the fuck" stare and he smirks and goes to whisper in my ear, "you wanna make jake jealous?" no. but i wanna hold your hand. i nod. he smiles and opens the door, hands connected. we get a bunch of stares from everyone but i just keep my head down.

jake's at his locker grabbing something when i feel a squeeze on my hand. "he's over there." i know do you not see my staring? "okay." carl walks with my near jake's locker.

jake sees my face and turns around, looking down at us holding hands, "when did you guys become a thing?" i open my mouth to speak but carl cuts me off, "since none of your fucking business." wow. i thought he was trying to help me? how is this going to help! even though that was hot as hell.

we walk away and he brings me to a side of school i've literally never been before. he pins me up against a locker, hands on my arms.

"what the fuck carl?" his eyes look completely black. is he okay? he's starting to hurt me. "what did you hear?" i'm confused, but then understood. what did i hear him say with the dealer. "nothing!" how did he know i was listening?

carl punches the locker, i jump. he's really fucking scaring me. i guess he noticed that i was shaking so he stepped away from me. "i'm sorry." i nod slowly and pull my backpack up my arm. "i'm gonna go." he doesn't respond, he's just looking at the floor.

i walk into homeroom, still shaking for some reason.

my dad. my dad's the reason. he was mentally and physically abusive. he would hit my mom in front of me as a kid, and i don't think he even drank. i don't know where he is now. he just, left.

he started hitting me at age eleven. he would just get so frustrated with me sometimes i guess, it got to a point where he was actually punching me. it's not something i like to think about. carl knows, i would spend most time at his house.

whatever, it's not like carl hurt me or anything, physically. jake's absent today so i pull out my phone and text him,

hey where are you? just checking lol

i wait for him to respond and sit back in my chair. the teacher stops everyone from talking and says we have a new kid.

"class this is you're new classmate, brandon." he walks slowly into the classroom, all eyes on him. he waved awkwardly. "i'm brandon."

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