Brallon~ Raised By Wolves

Jealous.

~Friday!~

I walk into shook with zero expression on my face.

Just kidding.

Pain and suffering is on my face.

Isn't life just so. Much. Fun.

I gather my things from my locker and head to class with Brendon.

Fuck yeah, home room, no dumbass sits next to me in that! I grab Brendon's hand and he starts swinging then. We walk into class and sit in our regular seats, Tyler and Josh are already sitting down, they turn around to face us.

"Hi Bren, hi Dal," Josh greets us.

"Hi." I reply boringly.

"What's wrong?" Josh asks, his facial expressions change to concern.

"Parents fucking left me. Again." Josh frowns.

"Sorry man... they aren't there often for you," I shrug.

"So how you doing Tyler?"

"Depressed." Josh rubs his boyfriends back. I hope Tyler sticks around, I have so much faith for him.

"Same..." I reply truthfully.

I haven't told Brendon about Tyler yet... probably won't tell him for a little while.

"You've been doing better babe," Josh says softly while kissing Tyler on the cheek.

Brendon looks at me so I look back.

He leans over and kisses me on the cheek. Okay then, not going to complain.

The bell rings, just five more minutes until class starts...

"So you know Ryan, the new kid who's you're neighbour?" I nod confusingly.

"Cool dude," is all Josh says

Fun fact, when I was a child I had the tiniest crush on Ryan.

Both Ryan's.

I know, I was a whore as a child... whatever I- I guess you could say I have a boyfriend. Yeah basically.

"Him and Bren met, my family went over to the Ross's place, family fucking scares me, they're tooooo nice," I tell him. I enjoy repeating things if you couldn't tell.

"Hehe, I know, Ryan's told me actually. Lol." Lol. Lol. Lol?

Are you fucking kidding me Josh?

"You're a disgrace to mankind."

"I'm sorry! It slips when I don't know what to talk about," suddenly I feel someone poking me.

"Bren stop poking me," he groans.

Josh and I continue our mini argument over him saying lol. What a dick.

The bell rings and class begins.

"So class, today we have a slightly new student, Brendon is joining our class, please stand up." Brendon stands up, he grips my hand, his hands were a bit sweaty, he must be nervous.

"H-Hi..." he mumbles.

Everyone replies with a hi as well. He sits down and class starts. As class goes on Brendon continues to poke me, attempt to ask questions and keeps asking me how to spell things.

It's fucking annoying honestly...

I hope the whole day doesn't go like this...

~Break~