Good Terms

First Day Back

Sal's POV

   Whoop-de-doo school starts again, back to Nockvill High, back to nasty bologna days. Sure, it may not be Packerton's Bologna but there is no way in hell that I'm ever going to eat any type of bologna again.

   I slipped on a black sweater and some ripped reddish jeans. Clipped my mask on and headed out grabbing my bag as I opened the door. Hopefully Larry's already done because I'm going to head down to his apartment anyway for some breakfast. Lisa always makes the best breakfast for me and Larry when we have special occasions, and apparently even on the first day of school. I headed down that way and I could smell the bacon the minute I got into the basement.

   "Hey, Sal! Make yourself at home and take as much food as you please! Larry is still getting ready but should be done any minute now!" Lisa exclaimed.

   "Thanks, Lisa."

   All of the sudden a loud bang echoed throughout the apartment and Larry stepped out.

   "Hey, Sally Face! Glad you came!" Larry gushed. He was wearing a Sanitys Fall shirt with gray jeans.

   "Of course, Larry Face, why wouldn't I? It's the first day of school and your mom is no joke the best cook and doesnt use body parts," I  laughed. Lisa chuckled behind us and thanked me. Then fear came over me and I knew I wasnt ready for school. I totally forgot about Travis, I was too busy thinking about how eventful last year was and I was thinking about the full squad together. The only negative things I was thinking about was the food and the nasty bathrooms.

   "Hey man, you ready to go?" Larry's voice had a hint of concern in it, I didn't realize he could tell I was scared.

   After a while of chatting with Lisa and eating breakfast, me and Larry had to go to school.

   "Man, are you okay this morning?" Larry asked, pulling me out of my thoughts again and bringing me back to the sidewalk next to Nockvill High.

   "Yeah, I guess just the thought of Travis is worrying me," I mumbled

  After a little while we said our goodbyes and planned to meet the whole gang during lunch. I looked down to see what my first class was. Math.

Travis's POV
(Warning, there is the f slur, so do be aware. it is censored out, and I can reclaim it. stay safe, loves <3)

   "Wake up, Travis!" Hissed my father. That old hag, I thought.

    I got up, avoided any contact with a mirror, I really don't want to look at any scars at the moment. I'll probably cover my eye up with concealer so no one has to look at my ugly eye. I grabbed a purple sweater and blue jeans. Blue... Sal Fisher... No! I hate Sal, no one likes a f**! No one except for the other f****ts like him! Sal has been on my mind since the beginning of August, when we got our schedule and stuff, I don't know why, he's an idiot, and he's gay, and being gay is a sin against God. Plus it's been three months since then.

   "Travy, are you okay up there? It's been twenty minutes since your father last woke you," my mother stated.

   Fuck, its been twenty minutes? I hurried up and put a bit of concealer around my eye and fell down the stairs. Today has definitely been a great day so far.

   Once I got to school, I heard a certain voice.
                 
   "Hey man, are you okay this morning? This is the second time I've caught you spacing out," Larry's bitter voice made my ears break.

   "Yeah, I guess just the thought of Travis is worrying me," Sal mumbled just loud enough for me to hear him. I didn't realize I was such a threat to him. My heart ached a little bit. What the fuck! I hate Sal, I don't have any sympathy for him and I certainty don't have feelings for him because that would be gay and being gay is wrong! I really hope that's true.

   Once I cool down, I looked down at my schedule to see what my first hour class was. Math. Bleh.