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Caspar's pov
I sit in our form room talking to Marcus (one of the only people that knows I'm gay) when a small cute but frail looking boy walks in wearing black skinny Jenes, a hoodie and white convers carrying a Hevey looking backpack
"oh hey broseph!"
zoe says he smiles slightly before walking to the back of the class were he places his bag on the floor and lays his head on his arms. thats
so cute
Alfie walks over to him and them shows him over to our group. His eyes a light blue colour but full of worry, sadness,depression and the need of sleep
poor boy
I think as zoe says
"Well guys this is my little brother Joe!"
he looks at us all before murmuring
"hi"
phil introducese himself and Dan as I stand up. I walk over and give him a hug
"I'm caspar and like pizza!" this makes everyone laugh even Joe cracks a small smile.

He walks back to his desk and berries his head in his arms as out tutor walks in. "goodmorning class! I hear there is a new student today!" he grumbles to us looking like he has been sulking a lemon his whole life. Joe stands up and walks to the front I see his hand shaking and I'm not surprised because Mr gully is a moody, scary strict
teacher who if it was legal would probably hit us students every time we messed up. "surname boy!"
he growls at joe
"s-s-sugg sir."
he says
"you must be zoe's younger sibling go back to your seat!" he practically shouts at joe who scurries back to his seat looking like he could cry. Dan and phil comfort him and then they talk all form. When the bell rings we all run to our lesson.
Time skip
I walk out of lesson with Joe "hey Joe do you wanna be my roommate as I don't have one?" I ask the smaller boy, he nods "cool also wanna be my science partner I don't have one! And that's our next lesson!"
I say
"okay sure caspar?"
he says sounding unsure. We walk into our room and sit at the back Joe takes out his book, pencil case and phone, he has a set of black and red beats headphones which he plugs onto his phone and placing them on his head as the cover teacher gives us instructions and textbooks. Joe starts reading straight away resting his head on his arms. I start working but I keep seeking glances at joe because he is perfect and cute but he seams incomplete and lost.

Time skip
I look over at joe and see him asleep and the cover teacher heading our way
fuck fuck fuck
I think as the teacher gets closer. She notices joe asleep and roughly shakes home awake before snarling in his Ear "sleep in your own time you lasy fat git!"
I before pulling his chair back, his head hits the corner of the table and he falls off his chair unconscious. I kneel beside him and check his head for blood
none thank God! I need to get him out of this room
zoe rushes over to me
"OMG Joe wake up!"
she cries looking at her little brother
"caspar we need to get him out of this room before he wakes up!"
she says now almost calm. She picks up her bags and then Alfie comes over with his and picks up joe's
good thing I only brought my book and a pen
I think as I bend down to pick joe's small frame up.

"miss we are taking Joe to the nurse!"

Alfie says holding the door open for me.
Time skip
"guys the nurse said to take him to his room and let him rest!"

I say carrying Joe who is now awake but very confused

"okay casp can you take him to your room?"
Alfie says I nod and walk off. Once we get to my apartment I lay Joe on my bed as the one he will have isn't made yet

"thanks caspar."
he says quitely.
"how's your head joey?"
I ask
"good but don't call me joey caspar!"
he says sternly a sharp edge to his voice
"oh okay do you want me to call zoe or your dad?"
I ask
"zoe please!"
Joe says quickly I nod even though he has his head buried in the covers and he can't see me
God he is cute.
I call zoe who says that she is coming with their father. "Joe zoe is coming." I whisper missing out the mention of his father sitting beside him placing a hand on his left leg.
"thanks casp!"
he whispers again this Time looking at me I smile at him.
( hey if you don't like abuse then skip past this part. Read at your own risk.) 

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