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How the turns have tabled.

Disclaimer: I dont know what happened to this chapter-
-AU: Highschool, social status is chosen by the gov at the start of every year of school/work. It is illegal to rebel.-

-Third person-

Nick Naps- 17, most years has been chosen as either chill dude, slanker, nerd or unpopular nice jock, hazel eyes, darker dirty-blonde hair, 5'10, absolute goof, nice person, middle class, likes singing and playing video-games and basketball, can play the violin and draw, pisces, 1st of March, pansexual;

George Foun- 18, mostly chosen as rich popular jock or athletic hypebeast, black eyes, dark brown hair, 5'9, a tease, really nice if you get to know him, funny, fuckboy, good at economics and programming, the living in a mansion type of rich, likes playing video games and laughing, can dance and act, scorpio, 1st of November, demi-sexual;

Clay Mlio-17, mostly chosen as e-boy, unpopular, green eyes, dirty-blonde hair, 6'3, goofy, soft boyo, loving, funny, confident, middle-class, musical person, likes playing video games, playing basketball and writing prose, can do coding and poetry, leo, 12th of August, bisexual;

Legal age of consent: 16

-Nick's POV-

Another year, another way to be- I thought while walking through the crowded halls of the one and only West-Forest High school, Junior year... the last year with Georgie, my dear dear british friend... I mean, I will still meet him and hang out with different but- it's not the same as sitting next to each-other in class and talking about anything besides the lesson. I saw the brunette I knew for 3 years now, walking up to him and hugging him softly from the back making him turn around. 

"Yo babe, lets go to the Status Hall, we are almost late" I said giggling as I dragged him through the halls of the school. 

We sat ourselves down in one of the front seats. I looked at the black clock I have on my wrist, seeing that we were barely in time, the principal got on the big scene with 2 cops behind him. He was reading the speech he said at the start of every year until someone entered the room, he was tall, he kept his head down until he had to look up, to see where he could sit.. the only chair left was next to me.. great, the late tall guy wearing a green hoodie sitting next to me, all I could want from this life... 
He walked to the chair to my right, sitting himself down and looking at the scene. He had a really pretty ring on the middle finger of his left hand, he had multiple steel rings on his fingers but that one was special, it had color on it and.. I think it was the bisexual pride flag.. So he is into both- that sounds nice- I wonder how many people devalidate him everyday..

The principle started saying the names of students and faculty members until he said 
"George Foun, please come up." the brunette young man that I've known forever got on the scene next to the principal "This year... you are a... plastic"; my friend got off the stage and came back, whispering cuss words.
"I cant believe this.. me? A plastic? Why..?" He whisper yelled at me before putting his head in his palms. 

After some time of calling names I heard "Clay Mlio, come up." and saw the blonde man that sat to my right get up "popular nice soft boy.. impressive" the principal said looking at him with disgust visible in his eyes as the green-eyed teen went back to his seat and looked slightly at me like something was going to happen. And something happened.. I was next- how did he know..?

I got up, walked up to the principal to be told that I was an athletic social outcast.. Well Im done.. I got off the scene and went back in my seat, close to tearing up.. I did not want it to be like this.. 
George didnt say anything.. knowing he wasnt allowed to be nice to me at school in any way...

But the blonde dude.. Clay.. he- he turned at me and moved his head slightly to the back as a sign to go on the hall probably.. I nodded lightly waiting for him to get up and he did, he exited the room with me after him. He didnt stop walking after we exited the Status Hall, going to the boys' bathroom. I followed him, it felt right to follow him, i felt safe trusting that stranger enough to go after him in the fucking bathroom...

When we both got in, he quietly closed the door, pinning me against it. The way he pinned me was weird.. I could move if I wanted to, I could get away from him if I wanted to, he didnt touch me in the slightest but his emerald eyes scanning my face and clothed body felt like a dream.. everything felt like I was in a fever dream, far away from reality.

"Uhm... why are you crying? Do you need a hug or something..?" The blonde man asked in a soft voice.. His voice was honey-like, really calming..
I nodded slightly before shoving my face in his chest and feeling him wrap his arms around my torso, I felt safe, I felt at home, I felt like everything would be ok if I am in his arms.. In the arms of a stranger.

-Months of talking later-

"Well, if you think about it, the turns have tabled pretty much, me being a soft popular dude, you being an outcast.. I mean, Georgie being a plastic is not that surprising because he was.. you know... a boy in a village doing alright then-" Clay said, singing at the end until he got interrupted rudely by a yelling George.
"CAN YOU STOP BULLYING ME FOR ONCE ?!" only to receive a few giggles from the blonde.

I took another sip of my non-alcoholic beer as I chuckled lightly
"Yeah dude, it's crazy, how the turns just dare to table like that" i managed to get out of my mouth before the two boys started laughing loudly. I was changing my position, laying on Clays bed with my legs against a wall, almost being blinded by his dark purple LEDs.

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Sorry for this chapter's actions- it was good when I wrote the first 900 words- it then fucked up.

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