Chapter 1: talking

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Bruce

With Vance there was mean and friend mean. Mean was the kind of mean Vance was with people he hated. Friend mean (which is what I call it) was the mean that Vance was with friends.

Friend mean was like mean but you could tell he was joking. Vance liked to call it "I hate all my friends but I tolerate them so I'm mean" but for some reason with me he had something called "I don't hate you but I'm mean to you" kind of mean. I don't get why

After 5th period

Bruce

After the bell rings i immediately head to Vance's locker. I never used my locker that much. I would take the stuff I needed for the periods before lunch and then after lunch get the stuff I needed for my last periods of the day.

Meeting Vance after 5th period was like a daily ritual. I'd walk up and he'd be struggling to open his locker so I'd walk up and help him.

"Hey Vance" I say walking up as he struggle with his lock "help" he say his eyebrows furrowed. I just giggle and open his locker.

Vance told me his locker combo a few months back around the time we started meeting at his locker, I never forgot the combo, and I don't think I ever will.

"These lockers are stupid!" He scowls taking out a scuffed up binder out. "Left right left right, I can never remember these stupid things" I just smile and his comments. He seemed to have passion for hating padlocks.

"It's just school security. That's why I'd not use my locker that much" I say. He looking at me "yeah well my schedule ain't like yours" I don't know what he meant by that.

"Hey what class you got next, I really don't wanna go to gym" I ask with a whine. "I got art" he says shrugging his shoulders. I didn't know he took art "I didn't know you took art?" That was a surprise he didn't seem like the kind of person to enjoy art. Not in a rude way "yeah I've always enjoyed art. I think it speaks more than words" this was a whole new side to Vance I kind of admire it-

My thoughts were cut off by i high pitched voice. "Hey Bruce!" Gosh her voice sounded so fake. She latches on to my arm "Hey Jenn" I say acting as though I'm excited to see her. She leans over to look at Vance "hi Vance!" He doesn't respond he doesn't even look at her.

"I'm gonna go through the main hall by myself" I hear Vance say soft enough so only I could hear. "Wait wha-" before I could finish he was already out of sight and Jenn was still speaking nonsense next to me.

Jenn

Vance is a cutie but he's scary, that's why I like him. I want him but the only way I could get to him was through someone else, luckily Bruce was a very social person.

My plan was to get close enough with Bruce so that he would have to introduce me to Vance, but Vance is so stubborn around me he always leaves, probably cuz of his crush on me.

Vance

Bitch! I hate her goddamnit I hate her so much, she ruined my entire day. God how can Bruce even tolerate her?! If she wasn't a girl I would beat the shit out of her.

I shove the bathroom door open and check to see if anyone was in there. Good no one here. Now I can have me rage fit alone.

I walk into one of the stalls and sit on the toilet and kick the door over and over again. I can't believe Bruce likes that bitch she's such a suck up and a whore! How could anyone like her?

I hear the door open and immediately I stop what I was doing. I look under the stall to see two pairs of legs. "Did you hear that rumor about Bruce Yamada and Jenn Howard?" Howard was her last name? That's an ugly ass name.

"No what about them?" I listen carefully "I heard their in this like sexual relationship cuz someone said they heard them in the bathroom together"

"Woah I thought Bruce was gay for Vance" "me too I mean Bruce is probably just whoring around I guess"

People talking about Bruce in front of me crossed a line but them calling him names like that pushed me to the edge. I'm not letting that slide.

"Hey!" I shove the stall door open "you talk about Bruce like that again I break your fucking face! Got it?" I say getting in his face "woah dude it's not that deep" I can't believe this guy. I punched him in the face making him stagger back into his friend "look I don't care if it's 'NoT tHaT dEeP'" I say mocking him "no one talks about Bruce like that in front of me!" I could see the fear in his eyes "got it?!" I yell. He nods. Before I leave the bathroom I look him up and down and scoff at him.

Great, now I'm late to art.

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HEY YALL I HOPE YOU ENJOYED THE FIRST CHAPTER. I WAS KINDA HESITANT WITH IT BUT IM HAPPY WITH IT AND I HOPE YOU GUYS ARE ASWELL. HAVE AN AWSOME DAY OR EVENING OR NIGHT!!! (btw the song linked above is what I listened to while writing this(I love Metallica)

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