Connor arrived back at school the following week after he was taken from there by the police. On the whole he was pleased not to be getting charged but he had a secret to keep to himself and himself alone.

He was aware of the glances aimed his away and the snide comments being made, but he tried to ignore it as he went to gather his things for his history lesson. He saw it, on his locker. SICK SCUM! Written in red spray paint. *for god sake* Connor thought as he traced the letters with his finger, every letter digging into his heart. He didn't want people thinking this of him, especially his friends. Suddenly he was shoved to the ground. He heard the shouts of "get out of here" "you don't belong here" and then the strong scouse accent saying "you sick scum, absolutely sick". Connor looked up to see Barry Barry looming over him.

Connor went to stand up but barry kicked him in the chest, hard. "I never said you could move did I? You're going to pay for what you did" Barry evilly smirked.

i know its not long so the next update will be longer :) reviews welcome