When there's a Will, there's an Art

Chapter One

"Happy Birthday queer!!" I looked down at what I just unwrapped. A six inch long black dildo with a big flowery hot pink bow right above the scrotum. I stared in disbelief at Josh, the high school senior quarterback. I had just just back from Phys. Ed and found a small rectangularly wrapped box that said "from Everyone Cool". As soon as I unwrapped it everyone made a half-circle around me and my locker. "The proper reply, is thank you queer" Josh shot at me. I stood there for what seemed like hours. But finally I said "N-Not funny Josh". "Oh does the queer need to be taught how to say thank you? Fine, ok, I'll teach you". He threw back his fist. Everything went into slow motion. I could see every hair on his face. Every knuckle on his fist. It came slowly towards me. I couldn't do anything, I was so shocked. I tensed and braced for impact. Smack! Someone's hand gripped his wrist. "Leave him alone Josh!". Will stepped into the circle, "What did he ever do to you?" Will just look boringly into Josh's glaring eyes with those pale blue/light grey eyes of his. He shook his soft, black hair out of his eyes. All around the circle everyone gaped and their eyes bulged. Because one, Will was always at the back of class. He only spoke when the teacher made him. He was one of the most brilliant minds in the school, but for some reason he just didn't speak. He tries to fade into the background. Never goes to any dances, never goes to party's. Doesn't have friends. He eats lunch in the shadowy corner of the cafeteria reading. And two, this is Josh Puckerman. No one stands up to him. He's been in my school, always two years behind him. I have seen him bully for years and he never gets caught, and no one stands up to him. "What the hell are you doing! I'm Josh Puckerman! No one stands up to me!" he spat. "That's because no ones ego is that high. And it's time to take you down a peg." Will spoke in way that seemed like he just watched a lecture about the history of white paint. "Do you know who your talking to?!?" Josh practically yelled at him. "Yeah, an arrogant, close-minded, homophobic asshole who thinks the world is there to serve him whenever he wants, but your not. Your an insecure child that's mean because he's scared of being ridiculed. Your wear your expensive clothing to try to fit into your clique." Will said. "Tch, your just jealous" Josh replied defensively. "Jealous of what? Everyone hating me? Everyone wishing I would get in a car wreck when I'm drunk? Your girlfriend only screws you for popularity and to add to her own snobbiness. You only have "friends" because they are too scared to do anything else. So why don't you take Art's "present" and suck a dick". With this Will took the dildo from my hand and shoved it in his mouth. Josh shook with anger and he was so surprised that his eyes were almost to the point of popping a blood vessel. "Come on Art, let's go", Will grabbed my hand and dragged me down the hallway without looking back with me with me wide-eyed stumbling after.