'No.'

'Yes! Come on! Do you even have a reason?'

'Yes. You were expelled because of constant misbehavior! I hope you'll understand why I'm rejecting your request!'

'Come on, sir. I did all that shit for you, I made people hate me FOR YOU. I'm not just gonna walk away and be hated because you're too stubborn to accept my apology

and move on!'

I knew I'd done it then. He stood up, face red, but then, his face slowly relaxed.

'You're right, Smith.' He muttered slowly. 'you DID do that for me..' He shuffled his hands slightly, while I smirked. Damn right he was letting me back into school. There was no way that i was going back to that.. eurgh.. prison.

'so...?' I grinned as he stood up.

'First thing Monday. But I expect the best behaviour from you, Gary. I mean it.'

'Yes sir.' I grinned even wider when he gave me my uniform.

'Saving it for me all this time?' I asked, with a hint of sarcasm on my tongue.

'Don't push it.' Crabblesnitch grunted. 'now leave.'

I did as asked, and seeing as it was Thursday, I walked confidently to the cafeteria. Actually, Instead of visiting the cafeteria, I decided to go and see my room-mate. I looked at the sheet; Peter Kowalski.

So femme-boy is still here? Excellent. I can't wait to see him again.

I exited the main building, claiming a few shocked looks from students as I walked past.

'What's the matter? Never seen a sexy beast before?' I hissed at a first year, who then ran off screaming. I laughed, contented with her cries. I missed this old dump sooooo much. I preferred it much to my cell in the asylum.

'Oh, hello Femme-boy,' I smirked. 'I see your shirt is still pink?'

The boy turned around. 'G-Gary?'

'Oh, and now you can see too! Isn't that just wonderful! And head boy- you must be so proud of yourself, Petey.'

'Why are you here?'

'Crabblesnitch fucking loves me, that's why. Now get outta the way.' I shoved past him before my eyes settled on something interesting.

'James!' I exclaimed, before the ginger bellend threw the girl he was sucking off him.

'Gary? The fuck are you doing here?'

'Breathing, you?'

'Don't be smart, why are you back? You're a fucking psycho!'

'Look, James, I'm sorry okay. I'm a fucking psycho and you're a ginger bellend. We mix well together.'

'What?!'

'Look, I started taking my meds again. Actually, I'll take one right now to prove it to you, you can even watch me do it EVERY day if you really want. Point is, I was fucking coocoo in the head and now I'm not. So, accept my apology, and can we move on?'

'sure..' I stuck out my hand for him to grasp.

'friends?' I drawled.

He narrowed his eyes. 'Sure.'

I did start taking my meds again. Tbh I wanted to make up with Jimmy and femme-boy to prove to Crabblesnitch that I'm fine really. And I kinda missed the fat twat and the dwarf.

'Gary?' asked the girl. Zoe?

'Why are you here?' I asked.

'Same to you.' she responded.

'Well, if you actually listened, I'm fine now. Wasn't Burton sacked?'

'Yeah. Prick got done for "grooming". Yanno he sexually assaulted Angie?'

'gross,' I muttered. I always knew he was a creepy bastard, but that's just sick.

'Jimmy! W-Why're you-'

'Talking to me?' I turned to face the small boy.

'Because he's actually taking meds and normal-ish now, Pete.' Jimmy said.

'It's true.' added Zoe.

'Okay.. Wait, am I your room-mate again?!' He stuttered.

'I think so..?'

'But-'

'Pete, shut up. It's not like I'm gonna rape you. Unless you want me to?' I grinned as he shook his head violently and blushed. He looks kinda cute when he blushes-wait what?
'N-no.'

I suddenly lost my ability to speak.

'Gary?'

the voices. They're back.

You're weak. Pathetic! You don't need friends, friends are for the weak!

They're good friends.

No, they're just holding you back!
From what?! What are they holding me back from?!

The plan.

No. I have no plan. These voices have been beating the shit out of me since I was 5 years old. These plans failed last year, I don't need to take over the school. Jimmy's king of the school. Although, I do have a hint of jealousy..

No you don't!

Yes you do, Gary, you lust for power. It helps you thrive. You'll be king!

'No!' I fell to the floor as the voices got the better of me and my vision went black.

'Gary?!' Petey was next to me. 'Do you have any meds?!'

I still couldn't see or speak. I haven't had one of these attacks since I was released from my cell. Now they're coming back, just like they said they would.

I felt Petey's hand touch my ass as he reached into my pocket for the pills. My head jerked back and my eyes flew open. I felt high as fuck, their faces swimming in front of me.

'Make them go away,' I breathed, my hand grasping Petey's. He looked at me with sorrowful eyes.

'Where do they go?' He asked. My heart stopped. They go up my ass.

'Um.'

'Oh please say they're not...'

I blinked. 'Um. I'll do it.' I tried to sit but what felt like fire raged through my body and I fell to the floor.

'Ooookay... I'll um.' Jimmy covered Zoe's eyes and turned away as Petey pulled down my pants. I scrunched my eyes shut as he..Yeah. He's got soft hands...Stop it.

When he put it in I felt like I was floating. He pulled my pants back up and faced away, beet red.

'Um..' I coughed. 'Thanks Pete.'

'N-no problem.'

'Well. Maybe we should, uh, go to the dorms? Seeing as it's lunch? And Gary's dying? Yeah. Okay.' he laced his fingers with Zoe's and they walked into the dorm. I had to rely on Petey to help me get up the steps. Femme-boy is really kind..No. You can't.

When I sat on my bed, my vision started to clear again, and I could see his face clearer. Still the same, just one year older. How I missed you femme-boy..

'Um.. Do you want me to tell the teachers that you had a... yeah... and you stay in here?'

'Okay..' I mumbled.

He got up to leave, but before he could I grabbed him.

'Petey, stay here with me. I don't want to be alone.'

'And skip?'

'I'll get Jimmy to tell them I want you here but please... Please Petey, I don't want to be alone anymore, its lonely and I hate it just please don't leave me.' tears began to form in my eyes. Weak.

'S-sure.' he looked a bit taken aback, but still sad. He really does care about me..

he sat on the end of my bed and exhaled. I felt the tears drip out of my eyes before I could stop them, and of course, he saw.

'Gary! Why are you crying?'

'I just want to be normal!' I sobbed. 'But I can't with all these fucking voices in my head, they fucking ruin everything and I lost all of my friends and family because I'm a fucking psychotic sociopath!'

'No Gary, you didn't lose us. We missed you so much, even when you had those fits.'

'No, you never saw the real me because of these meds, the real me is a fucking monster!'

'No, the real you is beautiful!' he stopped began to breathe heavily.

'I'm sorry i-'

'What did you say?' I asked.

'The.. The real you is beautiful and you shouldn't cover it up.'

he leant towards me and brushed off my tears.

'I don't care if you bullied me, at least I could go to you if someone had done something, and I wasn't alone either when I had you, being a lone is the worst kind of torture that there is and I cant think of how bad it was when you were sent into that cell. I really wish I could've visited you Gary.'

'I hope so..' my last image before everything stopped was of the boy I once bullied because of my own self hatred crying over me.