"He sitting by himself?" I hear Jastic ask me. Oh no he was! Wait is that safe he seems very prone to injury! Wait am I overrating? But if the jocks catch him alone they'll pick on him for sure! "Shoot yeah I'm gonna go over there!" I said quickly rushing towards his table.
"H-hay...." I immediately become weirdly awkward as soon as I confronted him. Though he's still badly bruised his face was actually quite pretty. Wait what? Why did I just-
"H-hel-llo," he studded back at me. He whispered something though I couldn't quite hear him. "W-what sorry?" I ask him. He just pointed behind me.
I turned around to see his sister standing behind me. "Hi! It's nice to see you again!" She said with a big smile on her face. She seemed actually really happy to see me. "Ya know I could tell he's been missing you this past month. I mean he's not big on talking but he's got reeeaaallly obvious body language!" She said with a cocky smile. Bong gave her a weak shove and covers his face with his lunchbox.
"I'd love to stay and chat but my girls are waiting for me! Bye," she twirled he fingers and waved bye to the two of us. I slowly sat down next to Bong. Things got awkward again. I look down at Bong he had bruises all down in face, neck, knees shoulders and whoa wrist. They weren't there yesterday.
"W- what's that on you're wrist?" I ask letting out a nervous laugh. I can see his facial expression immediately drop down. Oh maybe I shouldn't have said that.
"W-what?" He looked like he was about to cry. Poor guy "look if people are picking on you like that.. y-you can tell me like I don't mind I want to help-"
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Huh course just my luck. "S-sorry I have to g-go," he nervously gets up. "I'll walk you there," I instead. "O-ok," he says clumsily getting up. He tumbled over grabbing my arm, almost pulling us both down. "Whoa careful there B," I said, oh no B why did I say that it's so dumb "th-thanks," his face went bright red.
We arrived at science class, we actually only had one class together science. The two of us both sat down on the bench outside of the class. "Ya-ya know I've never had a nickname before.." he whispered "well to be honest it's a shitty nickname but if you want I can call you it!" I happily reply back. He let out a small chuckle and his face got even brighter.
"Call me whatever you want,"
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Boys Without A Home
RomanceThe school loser is often left on his own to personally deal with his own difficulties until the day he fell face first into the pavement for the schools pothead, like literally. The two of them then would become very close friends after awhile and...
