Oscar sighed and did, quietly unraveling the paper under the desk, looking down at it. Oscar stared at the writing on it, scruffy, clearly Landos.
'Yeah get up earlier Oscar'
He wrote a response on the paper, 'like you can say much, how often are you late to school? Like almost every day'
He scrunched it back up and threw it back to lando. It landed on his curls, to which he huffed and Oscar snorted, writing the title in his book and copying down the work.
Lando seemed to leave him alone after that. Oscar wrote down enough notes for a century with a stress free lesson.
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This next lesson was, by far, his very least favourite. PE. Or, physical education for the freaks who even called it that.
But first, he had break, in which Oscar got to complain about the lesson to Arthur, Fred and Logan.
"It's not even- it doesn't do anything why's it even on the timetable?" Oscar asked, Logan rolled his eyes.
"Oscar, you say this at least twice a week, please, give it a rest mate, we can't get rid of it," Logan sighed as he sat on the bench, Oscar sitting next to him.
"Yeah I know but- still! It's like, what's even the point in it, if I wanted to do exercise, which I do, I'd go to the gym," Oscar said, before he felt someone duffle his hair.
"Never heard you talk to much snowflake, loving the 'nour' accent," Lando said from behind him, picking at a strand of Oscar's hair before the Aussie shooed him away.
"Oi, don't call him snowflake," Logan said defensively.
"Logan he's fine-"
"No, no it's not fine Oscar, he's been doing this for years! Open your fucking eyes damn it!" Logan shouted at him, making some people stare.
Oscar was taken a back, tears pooling in his eyes as his best friend of six years screamed at him infront of loads of people.
"Wait Oscar I didn't-"
But before Logan could say anything else, Oscar had grabbed his bag and ran off, pushing the doors open from the canteen and waking away.
Carlos seemed to burst out laughing as lando and Logan stood stunned by Oscar's sudden reaction.
"Can you shut up for once you bastard?!" Logan shouted at Carlos, "actually, what's even your problem with him? Your so far up Lando's arse you can't see a ray of sunlight out of it because you wanna get in his pants so badly!"
Carlos snapped his mouth shut, flushing slightly red. Lando looked at Carlos, who just looked away.
"Leave the poor boy alone, for god sake," Logan said under his breath, grabbing his bag and walking out the canteen to in search for Oscar.
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Logan didn't find Oscar until the Aussie walked into his pe lesson, late. He looked upset, rightfully so. It's not everyday your best friend shouts at you infront of the whole school.
<^ Chapter 3 ^>
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