Hatred // Muke

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I love dylan o'brien so much it's not even funny. but I love you guys too.
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jack took michael's hand in his and began to clean his wrists with some tissues. michael shivered at the stinging and some tears rolled down his cheeks.

'is it feeling better already?', jack asked michael worriedly. 'a little', michael whispered.

after his cuts stopped bleeding they both cleaned the stall up and threw all the tissues away.

'I'm jack, again. but I kind of want to introduce me in a better way', he smiled. 'I'm michael', he said almost silent. if you didn't listen carefully, you probably wouldn't have heard it.

'I'm a new student, and I really don't know a single thing of this school, like I need to know the school plan', he rolled his eyes. 'I can show you around?', michael offered. he saw jack's confused face so he rapidly said something: 'if you want me to show you around of course.'

jack took their backpacks and leaved the stall. 'let's skip this hour, and the next one you'll be in class again, okay?', he asked michael. 'yeah sure', he smiled. it's not like he gave two shits about english. 'and you just say that you needed to show a helpless student around', jack chuckled.

'so here's my timetable', jack took a paper from in his backpack. 'okay, let's go to the most boring places on earth!', michael said cheerily, for the first time that day smiling.

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luke was sitting in the classroom, listening to his old history teacher talking about some fight that had happened five hundred years ago; so why did it even matter? the past is the past.

he was waiting on that holy moment that the bell would finally rang to announce the lunch and then he would finally be freed from this hell hole.

'hey luke, have you seen mikey?', calum asked worriedly for the one hundred time that day. 'no I haven't', luke sighed. he knew that saying those things was wrong; but it was true, so why should hide it from him?

okay the calum and ashton part was a huge lie because they would never say such things like that. they're way too nice to talk behind people's backs.

'what if something happened? why did he have the sudden urge to go to the bathroom, what happened?', cal asked worriedly. ashton wasn't here to calm him down and luke wasn't the perfect person to do stuff like that.

'I don't know what happened to clifford calum, maybe he just skipped school because he's a lazy ass that--', luke said but was interrupted by calum.

'stop saying things about mikey, if you would actually take a second to pay some attention to him you would realise that he's a very nice person. and I swear, if you have something to do with this whole thing, I will cut your chingading in three', he said.

luke just rolled his eyes and continued to listen to the teacher. at that moment the bell rang and everybody hurried out of the classroom to be the first at lunch.

'hey cal it's pizza today', luke suddenly remembered. 'you're unbelievable luke, the only thing you care about is pizza when michael's already missing four hours!', he almost yelled.

luke just rolled his eyes and walked towards the cafeteria. he already smelled the pizza (the only decent food they had and only one time in one week).

he took a plate and waited in the queue, where meghan joined him. 'hey lukey', she smiled. 'hi meghan', he replied.

meghan was wearing one of her super short skirts with a floral crop top and weird sandals that totally didn't match her other clothes.

'you up for some fun?', she smirked, trying to be seductive. 'okay, but after my pizza. maybe you can go pick a table?', luke offered.

to be honest, he didn't feel like having some fun with meghan. that had never happened to him, what was he even thinking; almost saying no to meghan? maybe it was a feeling of guilt ...

it was finally his turn and he asked for the biggest slice with the most cheese and sauce on.

'hey dickhead!', a voice from behind him yelled. suddenly he felt the whole pizza slice on his perfect quiff and the sauce was dripping on his leather jacket.

'what the fuck?!', he yelled. it was completely silent in the cafeteria; nobody said a word and looked at the spectacle in front of them.

'who the hell do you think you are?!', luke asked the guy who had thrown the slice on his head. 'I'm jack and you're the biggest asshole I've ever known. you should be ashamed', jack said. michael was standing next to him looking rather scared of the reaction of luke, that's why he looked down and never made eye contact with him. 'fuke off dude', luke slammed his plate on the thrash can and walked towards the toilets.

when he was outside the cafeteria everybody started to talk again about their previous conversations.

'lukey!', meghan screeched behind him. 'shut up!', he said angrily. meghan looked like she was just slapped by another girl.

luke went into the restroom and slammed the door behind him, leaving a confused meghan just standing in front of the door post.

after he cleaned himself up a bit and made his quiff again, he went to the cafeteria again to look for meghan.

'hey luke!', ashton yelled. he turned around and saw the table were ashton sat. 'you can sit with us!', he yelled. 'sure', luke shrugged and took a seat next to calum.

'so who was that guy who threw a slice of pizza in my hair?', luke asked still a bit angry. 'oh, that guy's name is jack, he changed schools and is here right now', ashton said. 'and what has that prick to do with clifford?', he asked curiously. 'he met him in the toilets and mikey showed him around', calum smiled. 'who even told you that?', luke asked, confused because he was sure that michael would hate cal and ash after his lie. 'I know it because some girl told me, everybody knows who the new hot student is luke', cal rolled his eyes.

'it's not like I fucking care', luke shrugged.

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