Chapter 1: Yet another day.

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Brendon's POV
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*BEEP BEEP BEEP*

God do I hate that stupid alarm clock.
But do you know what I hate more?
Mondays and school.

I have to get ready for school now I guess. Ugh do I hate school it's so draining. But the highlight is that I get to see Ryan. But he is also what I dread about it. I've been getting bullied by him since the start of highschool and I don't know why. Maybe because I'm gay? Maybe because I'm so 'flamboyant' and he has the emotional range of a spider? I don't know. I pull on my ripped skinny jeans, pull on a random t-shirt and then my lavender hoodie. "Bye mom I'm going to school!" I shout to the kitchen as I grab my car keys and leave. "Bye honey be safe and have a good day!" She shouts back.

When I do get outside I get in my car and head to Spencer's house. He only lives a block or two away from me so it's not that long of a drive. "Hey Bren." Spencer said getting into the passenger side. "Hey Spence." I said turning the radio down. "Are we picking Patrick up?" I asked as he buckled his seatbelt. "Um...yeah we are." he said checking his phone. "Cool." I nod and set off the Patrick's house.

Patrick lives in the 'rich' part of his neighbourhood. I roll down the window as we pull up in front of the large three story house. I see a short boy with strawberry blonde hair sitting on the porch."Hey Pat!" I shout making him jump. "Hey Bren, hey Spence," He said with a smile, getting in the back seat. "To hell." Spencer announced pointing ahead.
I chuckled and head in the direction to where he was pointing.

I pull up in the schools student car park get out of my car, pulling my backpack over my shoulder. "Ugh no." I say in clear annoyances. "What?" Spencer asked as we approach his locker. "Ryan, he's at my locker waiting for me again," I said leaning up against the locker beside Spencer's, with my back facing the boy that made my life a living hell. "Why don't you just tell someone?" Spencer pointed out. "It wouldn't do any good." I sigh. "You sure?" He asked. I nod, "Can you come over with me?" I ask, fear coursing through my veins."Yeah sure" Spencer replied, shutting his locker with a small smile.

We make our way to my locker and I feel butterflies explode in my stomach when I see Ryan smiling and laughing. But then we actually reach the locker. "Hey fag what you doing today?" Ryan asked his honey coloured eyes scanning me. "Trying to get my books now please get the fuck out of my way." I say and try my best to pretend I'm pissed off. But I can't be pissed off because it's Ryan. He pushes me against the lockers and I hit my head. I stare into his beautiful eyes as he punches me in the gut. "Talk to me like that again fag and it'll be worse." He spat and walked away with his little gang.

A lot of the time it's an unfair fight because he has all his friends. Dallon Weeks, Jon Walker, Andy Hurley and Pete Wentz his little gang. You don't really see a lot of Dallon and Andy, they just kinda lurk in the shadows. Or where the teachers won't find them smoking weed. And Jon doesn't really like violence, his the nicest out of them all. I brush off what Ryan said and stand up wincing with the pain. "You okay?" Spencer asked, looking like he received a few blows himself. "Yeah I'm fine let's get to class" I said again it's the same most days I'm used to it.

You could say yet another day.

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