inspired by Dream a Little Dream '89
I was clutching my books realising how no one had bumped shoulders with me since I was seen with my new friends.
I even sped up a little, whistled made extreme eye-contact and no one dared look my way just in case one of the guys found out. Some of the girls even stared at me in admiration to have such boys looking out for me constantly. They were always just that one step behind me but also in front.
Sidney, a girl from my English ran up to me calling my name to make me stop. Poor thing looked like she'd been running for hours. Her hair was dishevelled and her face was as red as her shoes.
"What's up, Sid?" I continue cruising by her side.
"Didn't you hear what happened at lunch today?" she started poking my arm, expecting me to know something that I shouldn't.
There was probably a fight that I didn't care enough about to bother witnessing. Nothing happened today.
"Oh my! Did people eat?"
She slaps my arm.
"No silly. There was an outburst between Joel and Dinger. I don't know the full story but Sheila told Betty that Joel was saying bad things about what he wants to do to you and Robin told Tom, Cameron's friend, that Dinger totally was there for you and put that asshole in his place."
"What!"
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half-hour earlier
"Hey, Bobby, Joel."
Dinger sat down next to Bobby and Joel. They seemed to be deep in discussion with each other. Dinger didn't really want to interfere but the worried face of his new friend was in his mind, telling her constantly that she deserves better.
"How's things with Y/N Joel?" he asks, squinting at the sun in his eyes.
Bobby turned in Joel's direction, agreeing with his friend's question with the same curiosity.
"Yeah Joel, how are things?"
Did Bobby know something he didn't?
Joel took a second to contemplate, chuckling with a scoff to himself. Things weren't looking so good already at this point to Dinger and he wondered if there was a missing piece to this puzzle that Y/N or Joel or even Bobby wasn't telling him.
"Well it's just, I'm a guy you know and things are just so- lacking. All this romance shit is tearing me to pieces. And she's so hot I just wanna grab her and... you know?"
Dinger sat up a little on the wall, Bobby searching his face for the same reaction.
"No Joel, I don't think I do know."
Joel was looking for confidence as his friends were staring at him in a way that he was intimidated by. He knew that he was doing something wrong but Dinger didn't have to know and he didn't really understand why it was so wrong in the first place.
"Sorry to interrupt but I believe you're being a little vague to Dinger Joel, you know one of Y/N's new buddies?"
He turns to his dearest friend, who's worried face contrasted with his crazy carefree red locks.
"Dinger, Joel was just telling me that he wants to use Y/N so hard until she cries. He wants to- what was it? Grab her hair and swing her around like a pinwheel? Want her to do as she's told just to show all the other guys and girls who's boss. Isn't that right, Joel?"
