Figures - DreamNotFound

Secrets

_'Nick's POV'_

(This plot happened before the chapter "Answers")

Class was boring. Everything our teacher was talking about just faded into the background.

I looked across the room and saw Clay sitting with George.

"Ugh, since when did Clay hang out with that weirdo?"

I snapped my attention to the people sitting beside me. They were the popular group of people in our school. needless to say, they were our friends, aka. mine and Clay's.

To be more specific, Will, Dave, Tommy, Toby, and Floris.

The person that asked the question was Dave. And his question caught me off guard.

"Ye. I haven't heard from him in weeks. I mean, he normally sits with us during lunch, but he doesn't really talk much."

Tommy pointed out, now really answering Dave's question. Will, then, spoke up.

"You mean, doesn't talk AT ALL. Every time we ask him a question, or we ask him for his opinion, he always shrugs or just shakes his head or he nods. Which is so annoying."

"Hey Nick"

I whipped my head to the person who said my name. It was Floris, the more subtle person in the group. Just like George, he doesn't really talk much, but he is always being dragged around because of Will.

"Yea?"

I answered reluctantly.

"Your Clay's bestfriend, why aren't you with him? Or, why aren't they with you? Did Clay replace you with that creep?"

Ok, Floris might not talk much, but when he does, every word that comes out of his mouth is DRENCHED in venom.

"No, he did not replace me. Me and George aren't that close, that's why I'm not there."

I turned my attention back to Clay and George. They were talking, but it was to hushed for me to hear what they were saying.

"Ooh~ Looks like Clay has a new bestie!"

Tommy cooed jokingly. Earning him a giggle from Toby, a chuckle from both Will and Dave, an eyeroll from Floris, and a death glare from me.

If looks can kill, Tommy would die in mere seconds.

The school bell rang. Signaling that classes were over. I quickly packed my stuff, and rushed to the door. But I was stopped by a hand being placed in my shoulder.

I looked at the person who stopped me. It was Dave.

"Where do you think your going? Your going to tell us why Clay is always with that freak!"

His voice was stern, making me shiver. Dave was always strict. But there were levels on his strictness. And this will make your skin crawl.

I gulped, and obliged to Dave's request. I did not want to get on Dave's bad side. When you get on his bad side, well, lets hope you have money for your hospital bills.

We were waiting for George and Clay to come out of the room. And when they did, Clay was in shock.

"Hey, uhm, George?"

Clay spoke to George, not breaking eye contact with me.

"uh, ye?"

George answered nervously.

"Uhm, you can go ahead. I'm not sure Ill join you today."

"Oh, uhm, sure. See you tomorrow Clay."

George then walked passed Dave I nodded at him, and he continued on his way.

"Hey guys! What's all this about?"

Clay smiled. He spoke like his life was problem free. His facial expression made me shiver in anxiety. Poor Clay, he had no idea what trouble was about to come.