Tied up

Chapter 1: Unwilling

Here I am. At this place, this place of education. One that they teach you and then you forget, and the other kind that you learn from your endless mistakes, and it sticks with you for the rest of your life. Phille O. Beryl Academy, one of the better schools here, a pride and joy in a way. I enter the building, chatter, and disarray all about. I'm also confused, "where is FH8?" I murmured aloud.

"Hey there friend" a voice called out. Oh, a familiar face, Fred.

"Hey what's up?" I responded. "Oh, just you know wandering around to find my class." well that's what everyone is doing. "Same, what's your first class anyway?" 

"Ms. Hessy's class." oh, what a coincidence, "at least we have the same class together" I state with a reasonably jubilant tone. "Also 'he's' in our class too""Who's he?" I questioned"Haha, what do you mean who? Hiim" Fred drawled on saying him. Oh... great."Also, Brandon is in this class as well.""Ayyyee!" I exclaimed.

I take a glimpse of the walls and the hallway around me, it's pretty grand. The walls aren't craggy and irritating walls they're smooth. The tiles are glistening, and you can see your reflection within the tiles. "What you thinkin' about?" Fred pestered. "I'm just looking at the halls." I'd say the school looks clean and easy on the eyes. "Sure" Fred drawled "totally not thinking about what I said" "Dang, you sure get around a lot very quickly how did you know that in the first place?" I state as my weak attempt to change the topic at hand. "I know what you are trying to do, but I will answer your question anyway; I knew it because of everyone in the group chat was sharing their schedule, speaking of which Lucas where were you?" "Umm I was asleep" "Ok..."

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We finally made it to class, it was far from the main entrance area. We enter the classroom and it's surprisingly empty, I was expecting that there would be more people from what I could see there were about 8 people excluding Fred and me. I glanced around the room, it was bland and plain, after all, it was the beginning of the year. "What's your name?" Ms. Hessy asked she is a tiny old lady with an irritable look on her face."Uhh, I'm Lucas." "Hmm, Lucas right? okay sit right there" she pointed to a desk in a corner, she gestured me towards a seat in the right corner of the room, there are six groups of five seats. As I sat down, I noticed the NIGGA sitting across from the table, Brandon. "Bruh you missed out on yesterday." "Really?" It couldn't have been that bad, everyone was preparing for school, right?"Bruh they was talkin' mad shit about you, Luthias and Ryta."

 Wow just great, just what I needed. "What did they say this time?" I implored him for an answer. "They tried to talk about what happened all the way back in the past, but I stopped them before things could get out of control, they are making a bunch of shit up!" Wow, I'm shocked I can't believe they have to resort to spreading lies about me. "What kind of lies?" "They were saying that you tried to rape Luthias and that you beat up Ryta that time she was gone for two weeks." What the actual fuck. I'll admit, I'm not the best person but I'm not like that, but I'm not some disgusting rapist. "What. The. Fuck. Are they that desperate for some dirt on me?!" "Exactly, they're so-"

Well, look who entered the stage, speak of the fucking devil. Luthias. He sat next to me pompously, with such arrogance, like he knows it all. How did he even get into this class? It's an AP course, he's fucking retarded. "Ooh is that drama I heard?" a new face appeared before us, a blond girl with long hair and bulbous green eyes. She sat down next to me and Brandon, the seat at the end. "Do you know her?" I asked Brandon. "Nah I don't" he answered. You see, I would ask Luthias but... he decided to be a dickhead, and he probably wouldn't know anyway.The table became deathly silent.

There were still several minutes before class started, I examine the classroom to find that students are on their phones. The teacher didn't seem to care, I pull out my phone and check discord. I see a few good mornings and a little conversation about schedules, I scroll up to see if I can find the ploy made by Ryta and her dog. I can't find it anywhere, but I see both of them getting mad over Brandon purging the messages: