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Syd

Jorge looked away from me, walking past me and slipping into a hallway following the lady from the office.

Am I hallucinating?

Or did jorge, the same jorge who I was in love with that blocked me and hooked up with several people just walk past me?

"Benji." Milo said, shoving me.

I snapped out of my trance, looking at milo.

"Ben said something." Milo said. I nodded, turning my head towards ben.

Ben smiled, blushing lightly over his freckles. God.

"What did you say?" I asked softly, reaching for his hand and lacing my fingers through it.

"Did you want the rest of your taco?" He asked.

I laughed, sliding my tray over to him and he smiled.

I could feel milo staring through me. He knows what just happened, and I'm going to have to explain it to him.

The bell ringed, ending lunch. We all got up, throwing the garbage on our trays away and walking to our lockers.

"Benji." Milo said, as I was away. I stopped walking.

I turned around to look at him. He had never taken a step.

"Yeah?" I asked, knowing full well what this was about.

"What was that?" He asked.

I inwardly inwardly sighed, putting my hands on my face.

"It was jorge. He caught me off guard, so I stared.'it had nothing against Ben." I said.

Milo was quiet.

"Milo,-"

"I've come to really love you and Ben. You guys are my best friends. So, I watch out for him, because I know you're newly out of your first gay relationship. I would do the exact same thing for you if this was bens situation." Milo said.

I nodded.
"Don't break him." Milo said, softly. Like if he had said it any harsher the air it traveled through would break, and fall to the floor in pieces.

I nodded.
"I won't."

-
Jorge's pov

I followed the woman throughout the main points of the school she took me through. The commons, the gym, the library, the cafeteria. It was nice. I guess.

We stopped walking by my locker.
"This is your locker." She said, handing me a small slip of paper, " this is your combination code. I've notified the person who's going to be showing you around, like how to get to the classes on your schedule, but they aren't doing that today. Today you guys will just bond, they'll hopefully be your first friend here." She smiled, patting my shoulder and walking away.

Then I heard more footsteps, and I heard them stop softly behind me.

"Hey." The voice said. I turned around. It was a boy with unruly black hair. They had a septum piercing, a black band tee on, with a checkered black and white skater skirt paired with fishnet stockings.

"Hey." I replied. He smiled, reaching his hand out.

"I'm syd, I'll be showing you around tomorrow, but today we're just gonna fuck around." He said.

I laughed, nodding.

I haven't laughed in awhile.

"So, do you wanna go to the gym and stick gum to the bleachers?" He asked, holding up a full pack of gum.

My eyes widened. Weirdo. I love it.

"Fuck yeah." I said.

He took my hand and we ran to the gym.

It wasn't that far away. Just walked straight down the hall and took a left.

It was nice. Big. I had nothing to compare it to because fuck if I ever did sports.

He walked over to the bleachers, which were towered on top of each other.

He climbed up them, reaching the top.

It looked a little intimidating, but if he can it so can I.

I put my feet in the cracks of the bleachers, and slowly climbed up.

He laughed, handing me a stick of gum as soon as I got up there.

I took it, sliding my thumb underneath the fold, and popping it into my mouth.

"So," I said, chewing," tell me about this school." I said.

He laughed, blowing a bubble with his gum, and popping it to chew again.

"It's fine. We have some entitled bitches here, but other than that it's honestly pretty good." He said.

I nodded.
"Tell me about them."

He was silent a moment.
"Stacey Hefner. Yeah, like playboy." He said.

I shoved his shoulder.
"Oh shut up, liar." I laughed.

"I swear!" He laughed back, wading in his gum and sticking it to the underside of the bleachers," she goes here!" He said.

I shook my head, doing the same with my gum.

He handed me a new piece.
"She acts all rich and entitled, like bitch if you're so rich go to a private school! Asshole." He said.

I stayed silent a moment. Nothing too long. I was just thinking.

"Tell me of the others." I asked.

He nodded, continuing.
"Well, there's Brad Portman, basically just a glorified jock. There's Max Kilbrew, just a professional asshole. Wouldn't get mixed up with him. There's his friend Issac angel, also and asshole. Then there's Benji Krol.-" my heart instantly stopped.

Benji Krol is an entitled asshole? I made sure to pay special attention to this.

"- well, he's not much of an asshole. He was. Used to use girls for their drugs and alcohol. Had a higher body count than probably anyone at this school. Still does, obviously, but things changed." He spoke, putting a new piece of gum in his mouth.

"Yeah? How so?" I asked. I don't know why I'm so fucking interested. I left him. I guess I was just interested because I didn't know he was like that before he met me.

"He showed up the first day of school wearing more feminine things. His nails were painted, he payed little to no attention to the girls." He said.

I hummed.
"Weird."

Syd nodded.
"Yeah, but I like him better now. He's nicer. He's kind of hot too, but he's dating Ben David's." He said.

And then my head started to spin.

He's dating someone else?