There was winter in the air and a bittersweet smell roaming around the hues of freshly coming spring. It also happened to be the most horrible, yet loving time of the year, Valentines Day.
As it had always been, where they would start a 'Valentines Charity Event' where you could give flowers, chocolates and cards anonomously to other people. However, nobody actually took it seriously. The girl's would gift gifts to themselves and their friends and the boys would gift to a friend by their crush's name and tease the hell out of them. Like I said, this school had zero romance in it.
So when their form tutor handed out the sheet to fill for the charity event, Hugh had half a mind to gift it to Yale and make fun of him. Of course, he and Yale had been a bit...off lately. Most of it was his fault. He felt so awkward recently with Yale...ever since the dream...where he had pinned him to the wall of the bathroom and-
No.
He was not going to talk about whatever bullshit his crazy head had created in detention with Miss Fesuoy while he was sleeping.
He was going to be normal because he's not gay and especially not gay for his best friend who he's known since childhood.
Right?
He quickly wrote down Yale's name and snickered to himself as he conjured up thoughts of who's name he could put in as. Yale always came late to school so there was no chance he would even get the sheet. This was going to be wonderful.
Suddenly, Shaytan came along, carrying his back and a horrible smirk on his face.
"Hey," he said. Hugh didn't really care about Shaytan at that moment so he just replied the same thing back and went on to thinking about what he would write. When Shaytan realised that he was being ignored, he snatched the sheet and held it up high, and Hugh, being much shorter than the idiot giant, desperately tried to take it back by jumping.
"Why are you giving it to Yale?" Shaytan asked, a tinge of jealousy in his voice.
"Why do you care?" Hugh gave up on trying to get the sheet back and instead pushed Shaytan away, very pissed off that this stupid man had to try and interfere.
The bell rang at that same time and off they went to the first class, which so happened to be Economics.
Now, not to say that Mr Iafay was a bad teacher, but he was absolutely shit at teaching. He would drone on and on about externalities and whatever the hell privatisation was. It was like torture. But luckily, he was blind and deaf as a bat, so you could basically start World War 3 behind his back and he wouldn't give a shit.
Hugh, unfortunately, was sat on a table with Dayd and Braxley. It was hell. These two were the most zestiest men on the block. Sometimes you could see Dayd's hand on Braxley's thigh and both of them whispering innocent nothings to each other. Hugh felt like dying every time he sat on the table. To add to the injury, Braxley's twin sister, Bradley (no one knew why her parents named her a boys name) sat with them, and she was a force of nature. She hated Dayd's and Braxley's zesty conversations and would try to make them stop everytime. Unfortunately, this made them want to do it more.
It was another horrible lecture about the disadvantages on private sectors and public sectors when Dayd started drawing in Braxley's notebook. Knowing Dayd, it was either a dick or a flower. They both started to giggle obnoxiously then and Hugh felt his ear drums bursting right then. Bradley, sick of these absolute menaces of people, told them to shush their stupid mouths. (Dayd and Braxley are basically Dorian and Bradley on a normal day in psycology :/)
Braxley, however, was not having it. "She's just jealous that I get more girls than her," he crossed his hands and gave his sister a wicked grin.
Bradley choked on her own spit, "But you're gay," she finally choked out.
"I know," At this point, there was a whole anime red laser thing between the two of them and Hugh was getting ready for impact. It was quite literally World War 3 at this point. Dayd wrapped his hand around Braxley's and the two of them glared at Bradley together. Unfortunately, Hugh, sitting right in the middle of this, was caught up in the war.
Just then, Shaytan leaned his chair back and motioned to Hugh something. It was 'need help' in sign language. Hugh was suprised, mostly because he didn't know that Shaytan had the brain capacity to do something as complex as that.
Hugh motioned back 'help me' in sign language. Shaytan gave back a snicker. Just then, Shaytan leaned back a bit more on his chair, but losing balance, fell onto the floor. Hugh gave a giggle and Mr Iafay, being Mr Iafay ignored it completely. Shaytan took his time getting up, winking at Hugh and acting like he had accomplished something. Luckily, he was snapped to his senses as Aisha wacked him on the back of his head with her notebook, absolutely pissed. He quickly fell to the floor again. This time, Mr Iafay did notice, and Shaytan was swiftly handed a detention.
It was first break in no time, and Hugh made his was to the eating area. He sat near Laoy, not knowing where to sit. Laoy, however, was acting like he was on fifty different types of prime, despite being lactose intolerant (like a loser). He bumped into everyone and anyone.
A group of girls sat nearby. There was Dorian, Aisha, Hanaya, Ales, Bradley and Omamia, all sat around a table, yelling something about genshin and...Dorian's zesty oranges? Whatever that was supposed to mean.
On the other side sat Elliot, looking depressed as ever, and Shaytan, annoying Elliot to death...wait Shaytan? Didn't he have a detention. Did he not go? Hugh wondered. Suddenly, Laoy bumped into another girl and Dorian, both of them plummeting to the floor on top of each other.
It was Normina, the new girl who for some reason had pink overgrown hair and would wear a Nasa pin wherever she went. Normina landed on Dorian.
"Oh! I'm sorry!" Dorian chuckled awkwardly as they both got up. Unfortunately, Normina was either too disgusted or too shocked to reply. Dorian looked up at the new girl, her eyes twinkled in the light. It was almost as though love at fist sight.
Suddenly, Laoy fell right back onto Hugh. Yale came along, livid.
"Laoy, what the hell are you doing?" Yale glared at him. Laoy laughed at first, before his laughs slowly turning to fear and then nothing at all. He slowly backed away, hands in the air, very terrified.
Yale then stared at Hugh, who gave out a laugh, and fell beside him onto the bench.
"Bark," Yale whispered to Hugh. Hugh just stared at him, before giving out a "woof?????". Yale gave out a laugh before becoming dead silent. Awkwardness filled the air.
"What were you signing to Shaytan in Eco?" Yale gulped.
Hugh rubbed the back of his neck and laughed awkwardly, "Help me,"
"Why him," Yale asked.
"I donno I just-" Hugh looked up to see Yale's face, slightly red and with jealousy in his eyes.
Another awkward silence filled the air.
"Why have you been ignoring me lately?" Yale asked.
"I haven't," Hugh turned his face away.
"You haven't?! Are you kidding me?! You won't reply to my whatsapp messages! I replied to your posts 5 times today and you still haven't messaged me! D-do you hate me now or something?" Yale looked genuinely hurt, Hugh could see it in his eyes.
"No, that's not it," Hugh whispered quietly.
"Then what is it, Hugh? I'm all ears!" Yale was stressed now. He had a habit of sinking his nails into his arm when he was particularly stressed, and right now, he was drawing blood.
"Stop doing that!" Hugh grabbed Yale's arm. There was blood trickling down his arm. Yale only realised then as he was bought back to reality.
Another awkward silence.
"So...your avoiding me, huh?" Yale stood up.
"No, thats not it!" Hugh chased after him.
"Then what is it!?" Yale covered his face with his arm, a noticeable blush on his features. Hugh was stunned. Why was Yale blushing?
Suddenly, Shaytan decided to come over, trying to take advantage of this fight. He slung his arm around Yale and laughed.
"Wow, aren't you being a pussy right now?" Shaytan laughed.
"What the hell do you want?" Yale snarled at him.
"Be a man, Yale! Stop looking like your in a romance novel!" Shaytan gave out a mean laugh. Yale felt the urge to punch him.
"Shaytan, this isn't your place to talk," Hugh tried to say, but Shaytan shushed him, putting a finger on his lips.
Suddenly, Shaytan got on the floor, trying to do a push up. Everyone stared in silence as Shaytan continued to do pushups.
"Be a big man, Yale!" he yelled out.
"Shaytan, stop it, your emabrassing yourself," Yale pinched the brook of his nose and stared in shame at this failure of a man.
Elliot stared in shame at him, before coming up to him, and kicking his foot so Shaytan lost his ballance and fell, face first, on the floor. Elliot then ran for his life, yelling "HELP ME!" on the way. Shaytan got up to chase him, but the bell rang and they were all crowded up for the next lesson.
Hugh smiled at Yale, but Yale ignored him. Hugh stared sadly at Yale, before making his way to the next class.
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next chapter published when i get one star on this fanfic.
also loads more in plan