Best Served Cold (boyxboy)
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  • Reads 1,237
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  • Parts 23
  • Time 9h 4m
Ongoing, First published May 17, 2015
Mature
Grayson was the outcast. The fag. The loser. He was the kid that the jocks loved to torture, the kid whom no one cared about. In the halls of Westpoint High, he was weak, and they were strong. Then there was a prank, a promise, a declaration, and a pool. He fled in disgrace, broken in heart and mind.
  
But he has changed.
  
After a year and a half, Grayson has returned to Westpoint. He is changed, the transformation so thorough that no one recognizes the once scrawny boy who disappeared so long ago. Now, among those that destroyed him, he must pretend to care, to like them, to laugh with them... All the while planning to destroy them all, to tear them down from their pedestals and show the world who they really are.
  
Revenge is a dish best served cold, and Westpoint High will soon feel the chill.
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