Enemies {Ryden fic}

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I sighed irritably, staring at my now cold toast. Why did I have to be here? People who go to normal public schools always complain about going and say they spend too much time there but I have to live here! Can't you try to imagine that for a minute? My dad got so sick of me he sent me here so he couldn't see me! My mum didn't have an input as she moved away a while ago and didn't have any time on her hands to take me in, we only saw each other twice a month. Ok so that's not exactly how it worked out for my dad sending me here, he has to juggle two jobs and couldn't schedule time to see me and take care of me. And here I am, in this cishet managed school. I know he would spend time with me if he could and that he really loves me but he doesn't have time to show that.

He still sends me things every so often and I really appreciate it but it's not the same as truly being with him, I miss him a lot and try to remember that I get to see him at the end of the term and it will be fine but I know that it is temporary and we won't even see each other much.

"Hey, dude, literally! Pay attention to me! Ugh!"

"Well Jonathan, looks like we have a case of-"

"Don't call me Jonathon! Okay? I thought that we had established this before, I don't like it, it's just Jon, I've known you for like, what, 6 years and you still can't recreating from calling me that?"

"It was a joke! I didn't mean to be-"

I had to stop them from bickering like old men. "Oi! Quit it! You sound like a fucking old married couple!" I threw my hands up for emphasis as him and Spencer turn round to face me, Jon is the first to speak. "Look like you're back from your little trip into the world of imagination."

"Jon honey, if you want to be funny, at least try." Spencer was known for sarcastic remarks like that but he had a point. He's such a bitch.

"But you love me anywayyyyy." Jon dung and leant back into Spencer, who lauded and shoved him off gently.

"Bold of your to assume I even have feelings." He smiled and I tried not to laugh, yeah right, the one who cried because I ate the last slice of pizza last month doesn't even have feelings.

At this remark, Jon feigned hurt and dramatically gasped before resting his head on Spencer's shoulder almost tiredly.

"Gay." I muttered to myself just loud enough for them to hear it. Of course, Spencer was quick to retort. He pulled Jon even closer to him to make a point before smirking and beginning to speak. Oops, this was a mistake.

"Says you, lover boy, you try to convince us you hate him but I bet you can't even convince yourself with all that 'Oh, his brown eyes and stupid forehead!' Really? You are obsessed!"
I know who he's talking about immediately, Brendon, Brendon Urie, my school enemy and the most beautiful, talented-. Oh wait, I'm literally proving Spencer's point.

"We all know you love him." He finished and leant back slightly, he tended to do this after he had gotten his point across. Jon tried to muffle his laughter in Spencer's chest and we could see him going slightly red. Oh yes, may I mention that the boy was now sitting in Spencer's lap! Totally not suspicious to the teachers.

Talking of the teachers, right then, none other than Miss Collins appeared behind them. I swear that woman can fucking teleport! I had once seen her just appear next to my friend Z just as she was telling a gay joke, not good. They followed my gaze and upon seeing her. They quickly dropped their arms to their sides in embarrassment as she huffed.

"Boys, you very well know that you should never touch each other in that way, get off him now Mr Walker."

He immediately obeyed and stood there blushing, Spencer's cheeks were going redder by the second too. I had to try bot to both laugh and slap Miss Collins right then and there. I was saved from doing so as she strode off like a fucking empress to go and torture somebody else. I sighed and stood up, knowing that Jon and Spencer wanted to got out of there right now so I began to lead the way to our first class, English.

"So, this is a good day, English, Double music and then two free periods!" My attempt at starting a conversation died out and they awkwardly walked behind me, holding hands and trying not to be seen by another teacher, as we rounded need to corner to the English department I stopped in shock and air caught in my throat. Shit, I could sense an argument coming any second now, more proof he hated me like dirt on his shoe. That I was nothing important to him, how fantastic.

It was none other than Brendon Boyd Urie...