The Buddy Bench (RYDEN HIGH SCHOOL AU)

Chapter Two

All of my morning classes went by smoothly. I mean, there was an occasional paper thrown at the back of my head, but after three years you get used to it. It was the normal first day back routine, what's your name, what do you like to do, my name is xxx, here's the rules, and here's what happens if there is a fire. The only good part of the day was to come, lunch.

"Charles, it says talent show," Patrick said walking to our normal lunch table in the corner of the room.

"Stop it, get some help," I responded.

"Hey, did you guys get any chips," we usually got a bag of chips for all three of us to share, "I was too lazy to pack a lunch and I'm broke," Josh asked.

"No, but I got Cheez Whiz," I replied.

"That'll do. Hand it over, Ross."

"Nope, I need it for my chronic addiction."

"Too bad, I need it to survive. If you don't give it to me, I could die of starvation and I would get Trick to press charges against you."

"That's enough, Ryan give Josh the Cheez Whiz. Josh, let Ryan stay with you tonight," Patrick said.

"Why! That's not fair! I just wanted food!"

Patrick motioned for him to come closer so he could whisper something in his ear. Today was the day my mom left my dad however many years ago that was. He's probably going to get super drunk and then beat me. It's safer to stay somewhere else when this time of year rolls around. I'm glad he suggested it.

"Ok Ry, you can stay over tonight, but give me the Cheez Whiz."

I grumbled and crossed my arms like a pouty five year old as he stole the can.

"Okay, on another hand, how was everyone's day?" Patrick asked. He could take over the world if he asked nicely.

"Fine, I guess. We are at school, so how good could it actually be?" I responded.

"True, true. How bout' you Josh?"

Josh sighed, "I miss Tyler."

"Go text him," I suggested.

"He isn't allowed to use his phone at school unless it's an absolute emergency. Is your boyfriend missing you an emergency?"

"Probably not. Trick?"

"Well, have you seen the new English teacher, Mr Wentz?" we both shook our heads, "well he's super cute and I'm like 99% sure he's gay."

"One, how are you 99% sure he's gay. And two, do you know how illegal that is?" Josh questioned.

"When Brent made a comment about gays, he retorted and said something about love being love and that it's okay to love someone of the same sex. He seemed like he had said that many times before Brent said that. And yes, I know how illegal it is but like, he's really cute."

"Okay, you go have your little teacher fantasies on your own," he scoffed and rolled his eyes. "What do you wanna do after school?" I aksed.

"Tyler," Josh replied gloomily.

"I really hope you used the wrong wording," Patrick said as he was rubbing his temples.

"What do yo- OHHHHH GOD. Yep, totally used the wrong wording. God, I hate myself."

Patrick and I erupted in a fit of laughter while Josh just sat there looking very embarrassed

"People probably think we're insane," Patrick said through a mouthful of Snickers. (I know that doesn't make sense but my best fren who edits wanted it to say that and I knew that if I didn't write it that way, she'd change it when she would edit so just imagine it says through laughter)

"Well, they guessed right. Ryan has a crippling Cheez Whiz addiction, Patrick is crushing on a teacher, and I'm in a secret relationship with my neighbor who I've been friend with since I can remember," Josh's parents are huge homophobes, so he hasn't come out to them yet. When he does, he's expecting them to disown and kick him out. He's so certain of it that he's already talked to Tyler and his parents about moving in with them. He's open to Tyler's parents about their relationship and they're super cool with it.

"So Ry, what do you want to do after school?" Patrick asked.

"I want Josh to buy us pizza and let us use his Xbox."

"Anything else your majesty?" Josh asked jokingly.

I thought for a minute, "keep your moans down or go over to Tyler's house to do that," Josh looked down to his lap, obviously embarrassed.

"Ry! Be nice!" Patrick said.

I just flipped him off and stole my Cheez Whiz back from Josh. I need it more than he does. He'll be hungry and more likely to buy us pizza. My logic really does make sense sometimes. It takes time to master these mad skills. They form better when you're constantly alone. Whenever I'm at my house, my room is my best fren because my dad, who's always drunk, likes to beat me because I'm gay.

"You ok RY?" Patrick asked.

"Yeah, you good? I've been trying to ask you the same question for like five minutes."

"Yeah I'm fine. What do you want?"

"I wanted to know whether you wanted the guest room or my floor."

"Oh, I'll take the guest room. I wouldn't be able to sleep in your room anyways. You and Tyler would be too busy for me to be in there."

"Ryan Ross! Stop it right now!" Patrick yelled.

"Okay, okay I'll stop."

"I do hope you realize that if Tyler and I were going to have sex, we'd go to his house because you never know when my parents are going to randomly burst through my door. I'm not quite ready to be kicked out of the home I've grown up in for my entire life," Josh said.

"Dude! Stop! Like now! Both of you!" Patrick yelled.

I chuckled and turned back to my can of Cheez Whiz. "It's true though," Josh mumbled. He was barely audible. (I didn't know what to write after this part because it was just under 1k words and I needed to get it up there.)

"I wanna go home," I whined.

"It's the first day back, you'll survive," Patrick said.

"No I won't," I wined, "I'm to tired for this."

"This is why we sleep at night, Ry."

I grumbled as Josh chimed in, "I barely ever sleep myself. I'm to busy trying to hide my obvious gayness from my parents."

"Not my problem."

A/N Heyyyyyyyy it's your gurl Lyn with her trash writing skills. How was your day so far? I hope you guys are enjoying my trash even though it's absolute trash. I don't really have much to say here so, BYE!

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