the fairy | john bender ✅

thirty four

Pulling of the hair and a groan, following laying his head on the table with a soft thud is how Julian reacts to the Calculus problem on the paper. Brian can only laugh heartedly, not caring much; the librarian is the only one in here, and she loves Julian, so it didn't really matter.

"C'mon, Jc. The problem isn't that hard." The latter pushes himself up, looking over at Brian with a deadpanned look. The brain can see makeup covering up something beside his eye, but ignores, not wanting to anger the male. "Bring the 3 over first, then you multiply 3/1 by (x-1)/(x-1). You do the rest."

Though annoyed, Julian grabs his pencil dramatically, finishing the rest of the problem. "I should've just become a stripper. You don't need math to take off clothing."

"But you do need it to divide all the money you make," Brian argues.

The latter thinks for a moment, before letting out a heavy breath. "You can't let me be right once?"

"Nope," he laughs. It's cut short as the bell rings. "I'll see you in Science. Have fun cleaning up."

"Yay." Julian gives lazy jazz hands, sad yet happy first period is his free period. When the door closes loudly, the librarian named Mrs. Sanders speaks.

"How was your weekend, Julian?"

"It was great, Mrs. Sanders," he smiles fakely.

"Well, I'm going to the teacher's lounge for a bit. I trust that you'll be fine. Also, I recommend you find someplace else to live. I see the makeup on your eye." She gives a soft wave before walking out. As soon as the door closes, he allows his head to hit the table. It makes his head throb, but not as bad as his poorly covered black eye.

Life sucks dick. His dad sucks dick. He sucks dick. He especially sucks dick. And this sucks dick in general.

" You know you're saying this out loud, right?" Julian looks up quickly, finding John only a few feet away from his, a shit-eating grin on his face.