Chapter 2

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Travis pov

Did he just say sorry to me?
"What are you sorry for fag" I said staring at the small boy that was sitting next to me
"I didn't meant to be so loud..." Sal said looking down at the floor
"Alright then I forgive you" I said looking at Larry from across the room
"Hey Travis I have a question..." Sal said looking directly at me
"Hm? Say it fag" I said looking back at him
"Do you like have a crush on Larry?" Sal said making my face warm slightly
"No I don't he is a disgusting mess" I said looking at sal as if I were Lying
"Oh alright, just saying if you are just tell him I'm sure that he wouldn't mind dude" Sal said looking at me
"Okay? But why would I like men I'm not a faggot?"I said looking at the shorter boy
"I told you I don't like him I'm not a fag, get that through your thick skull, or mask" I said jokingly but it seemed to had been taken a much harsher way than I had ment as I saw Sal's eyes through his mask shine as tiny drops of water fell onto the table, Larry ended up running over and whispered into my ear
"Meet me in room 103 after school" He said as he pinned me to the wall, no teachers or lunch men or lady's even caring that I could barely breathe as Larry had left slight marks on my neck.
"I-im sorry" I coughed out as it got harder and harder to breathe
"You better be" Larry said throwing me back in my seat as I continued to cough, holding back tears of sadness and scaredness, Sal got slowly dragged to the bathroom with Larry so I just sat there... Alone, as everyone got to class I was ment to be sitting next to Sal but he never arrived and I already knew that Larry wanted to rip my neck from my head and was very ready to do so.
"I'm fucked" I whispered under my breath so that nobody would be able to hear me, the class was loud already so nobody would pay any attention to me, so I was ready, ready for Larry Johnson's hell.

A/N: finally got a new schedule so hope and pray that this works :)
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