But It's Better If You Do
Summary: (One year after We're Back) Nathan is being bullied by the football players, and it turns deadly. How does he survive? How does Daley?
Ch. 1 Prologue
AN: And yes, this is a three- part series, each story about 10 chapters in length and about a hardship that happens to one of the couples. All three hardships are… well… tragic, I guess. Yay! This one is, obviously, Nathan and Daley. Next one is Melissa and Jackson, and then finally the last one is Eric and Taylor. Enjoy!
Bruce Willhop, 18, stared at the clock as it slowly went by. He was in detention with some of his other football budgie, Sergei, Joey, Bill, Sam, Rich, and Jason. Half of them- Bruce, Reggie, Sam, and Joey were large and hefty. To mess with them would be like committing suicide. Sergei, Bill, Rich, and Jason were small but fast, and deadly as well. They, although not having a lot of power, knew exactly where to strike.
Which was pretty much all they knew- all 8 of the boys were dumb and more brain dead than the football players at your average school. (AN: My school being the one we're comparing it too. Which, as Kat knows, means something!)
But there was something else about this group of jocks.
They used to be friends and teammates with Nathan McHugh.
And they kicked him off the team.
And they have a death wish for them…
Which, needless to say, is never a very good thing.
Drool began to leak out of the side of Bruce's mouth as the clock slowly moved. The teacher supervisor looked up.
"Bruce? Could you come here for a moment?" Miss Johnson asked.
Bruce tumbled out of his chair and walked up to the front.
"You know Nathan McHugh, yes?" she asked.
Bruce's face darkened, but he nodded.
"Could you give him this?" Miss Johnson held out a note.
Bruce nodded, but the small gears in his head immediately began to grind (a rare sight).
He sat back at his seat, and stuck the not in his binder, waiting for the bell to ring.
When it did, he waited till all the dumb jocks got outside before calling "huddle up!"
They all crowded around him and read the note.
Dear Nathan McHugh, May 1st, 2007
Congratulations! You are in the top 1 percent of you graduation class! You and four others have a chance to be Salutatorian or even Valedictorian if you try hard! Study, study, study- the decision is made after finals finish on May 18th. We'll notify you then.
Sincerely,
Miss Johnson.
"So," Sergei murmured when he finished, "pretty boy's smart too."
"Well, we now have a… watchamacallit… a bargaining chip, boys," Bruce grinned evilly, "And I know just how to use it…"
"How, Bruce, how?" Reggie asked eagerly.
"We'll corner McHugh. Tell him he gets the note if he breaks up with Marin…"
Reggie clenched his hands; he had been Daley's first boyfriend.
"And stop hanging out with those losers. Except Wu- Wu doesn't count, they were friends for, well, pretty much forever. And to stop making us look like idiots in class or losers in gym…"
"Yeah!" Rich grinned, "and when he refuses we'll pound him!"
Everyone laughed evilly.
"Brilliant plan, Bruce," Jason nodded.
"I know, I know," Bruce smiled triumphantly and grinning in an evil, but dumb, kind of way.
It was 7:00 AM, before school on May 2nd, that was zero hour.
(491 Words- prologue, people) Dun dun dun… and yes, the jocks at my school are as dumb as that. What fun.