Okay so I was feeling depressed when I started this and this is what came out but I'm hoping it'll be good in the end. If this one has some BETHAN romance in it we'll just have to wait and see won't we? Thanks for reading!

And like another one of my stories, not too crazy about the title, but I think it fits … in a weird, only in my mind, way.

I, in no way, own MBAV or its characters.

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Ethan's POV:

Late to class again, I think to myself as I close my locker. I had been late all week. On purpose of course. Personally, I hated being late, but it had to be done. I had to avoid him. My best friend, my other half, Benny Weir. Don't get me wrong, like I said he's my best friend. I would do anything for that boy, but I'm dealing with something and I need to do it by myself, hence all the avoiding. He just wouldn't understand. I can't help but wince as I pull down the sleeves of my jacket over my wrists, making sure they're covered. I just shake my head and slowly walk to class.

"Late again Mr. Morgan," the teacher says. I just nod and sit down in my seat, which was in between Rory and Benny. I can feel them staring at me but I just stare at my notebook in front of me, not looking at them. I keep to myself until I see a note appear on the corner of my desk. I glance up at the teacher, making sure he's not looking before I open the note. You okay? I recognize Benny's slanted, messy handwriting. I quickly write out of course, why wouldn't I be? and slide the note back onto his desk. I see out of the corner of my eye him reading it, a frown on his face. I see him look at me but I don't look back. I hear the bell ring and slowly grab my stuff. I stand up and head to the door where Benny and Rory are waiting for me before the teacher calls my name.

"Mr. Morgan, come here please." I sigh as I head to his desk.

"Yes sir?"

"Mr. Morgan, you've been late every day this week. Why?"

"No reason. Just get caught up at my locker."

"Well, I'm giving you detention today. Hopefully this tardiness will change by next week. You may leave now," he says handing me the detention slip. I just nod and walk out of the classroom where Benny and Rory were waiting.

"Detention huh?" Rory asks sympathetically.

"Dude, ever heard of privacy? Seriously," I say, walking away from them. I sigh as I feel someone walk in step with me. Benny. Of course it's him.

"E, why are you avoiding me?" I subconsciously pull down the sleeves of my jacket before looking at him.

"You're my best friend. Why would I be avoiding you?"

"That's why I'm asking."

"Well I'm not. Now I gotta get to class. See you later." I quickly walk away, not looking at him anymore.

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The rest of the day went by fairly quickly for me. Now I'm heading towards detention. At least I can finally be away from Benny's curious green eyes. As I open the door to detention I frown when I see the room is only occupied by two people: the teacher and Benny. I quickly hand the teacher my slip and sit in a seat away from my best friend.

"Alright boys, you're the only two for today. If you don't mind, I need to run to the teacher's lounge. Don't do anything bad." With that, the teacher left the room, leaving me and Benny in silence. I can't help but fidget as I feel him stare at me. Finally I turn around.

"How'd you get detention?"

"I kicked the teacher's chair from underneath him. I figured the only way for me to get your attention is if we were alone together."

"So you get yourself sent to detention? Dude!"

"Ethan," Benny says, moving into the seat next to me, causing me to fidget some more, "What's wrong? I can tell you're hiding something from me. We're best friends. We tell each other everything. But you're hiding something. Let me help you." I just sit there silently. I can't answer him. I just shake my head and turn to face the front of the room. I hear him sigh before I hear him stand up. I close my eyes for a moment, enjoying the peace until I feel him wrap his arms around me in a hug.

"What the? Benny, why are you hugging me?" I squeak out as shock runs through my system.

"Because you're my best friend and you look like you could use a hug. I want you to know I won't force you into telling me what's wrong, but I'll be here when you're ready to talk. I'm always here E, promise." With that, he walked back to his original seat. I can't help but begin to twitch slightly. I hear him sigh and know he's noticed. I force myself to stop moving and lay my head on the desk, waiting for detention to be over.