bGike fanfic/b

It had been a very cold morning; perhaps the coldest of the week; but except for that it had been a very ordinary day for most of the students.

Ike sat down at the front of the class, contemplating the clock on the wall which broke the silence of the room, with a monotonous tic tac, tic tac; he had finished before anyone else the composition that Mrs Cunningham had asked them to do, so now he had to wait until the end of the hour, to talk to his friends.

Georgie too had finished his composition; he sat on his desk at the back of the class, looking out the window at the snow that was falling on the play yard, longing for a smoke. It had been a very bad day for him; he had earned detention early in the morning, for starting a fight with Filmore in the hallway, after he caught him picking on Billy, while Ike was trying to fight Quaid and Oliver; he couldn't understand why he always played hero for Billy and Ike, but as hard as he tried to stop himself from doing so, in the end, he always took their side … And got the blame and the punishment for it. But he didn't really care that much about detention anymore; he knew his parents would not make a big deal about it, since it was not the first time he had gotten into fights with Filmore or the other boys; they didn't really care about him anyways, as a matter of fact, thought Georgie, they ignored him most of the time, it was as if he didn't exist. Sadly it didn't trouble him that they didn't care for him, he wasn't even sure that he loved them. He already knew the drill and Mr Morton wasn't really a pain, he just made them read books … And Georgie liked to read books, so it was ok.

Ike on the other hand kept looking at the clock, praying for time to stop; he had never been sent to detention, mainly because Georgie always took the blame for the fights and convinced the teachers that Ike and Billy had nothing to do with it, which was more believable due to the fact that they were well behaved boys and that by the time the teachers were warned, only Filmore and Georgie continued to beat each other up ( Not this time though ); Georgie was a very good student, him and Ike tied for first place often, but Georgie's attitude and way of dressing didn't help much, he had a reputation as a tough kid and a loner among his peers and teachers. So now Ike was left with the agonizing feeling of having to tell his mother that he had gotten in trouble at school; he had always been good at hiding his feelings and keeping all the bullying he suffered in school to himself and he had learned over the years how to stand up and defend himself from the bullies, but it was hard when Filmore and his friends punched and hit him … at the same time; After all he only had two fists to defend himself and Filmore and his friends were six, meaner, heavier and bat carrying kids that enjoyed beating anyone who crossed their path. He didn't want to tell his mom about this, he didn't want her to know he was being mocked and bullied; he didn't want her to be disappointed or worried either. He would talk to his brother Kyle first; he would know what to do … He always knew.

The bell rang throughout the school, signaling the end of the day; but not for them. They all waited outside of the principal's office waiting for their parents to get out. Filmore, Quaid and Oliver's parents walked out of the office, looking stern and stiff; they had managed to get their kids out of detention, perhaps with the promise of better behavior and more equipment for the football team; so they stood up and walked behind their parents, leaving triumphantly and flipping them off with a wide smirk on their faces.

" I'm so sorry we got you in trouble again Georgie " – Said Ike softly and looking anguished.
" Would you fucking let it go Broflovski? … And do me a favor, stop calling me Georgie; I'm not a fucking 5 year old, for crying out loud! "– Replied Georgie angrily, without looking at him or at the sick looking boy that sat next to Ike, looking at him wide eyed and terrified.
" But I am sorry … What am I supposed to call you then? " – Asked Ike shyly
" Just forget it ok? Call me goth or whatever " – Answered Georgie rolling his eyes annoyed – " It was a matter of justice; they were three and you were just two, not very fair if you ask me "
" B-But what about your parents? " – Pressed Ike worried.
" They could care less … Fucking conformist assholes " – Said the green eyed boy in a deep voice.

Billy's parents walked out of the office too. He would be grounded for a week but no detention, due mainly to his poor health. Billy looked at Ike sadly and waved goodbye; he looked at Georgie and waited a bit, but the raven haired boy continued to stare at the floor.

Soon, the principal walked out of the office followed By Ike's older brother:
" You may go now Ike, I already talked to your brother and he will let your parents know; since it's the first time you get into a fight you will not get detention " – said the plump woman with a warm smile; she looked at Georgie and said " – George I haven't been able to reach your parents, so I'm af … " – Before she could finish Georgie stood up from his seat and walked towards Mr Morton's classroom.
" Thank you ma'am; let's go Ike " – said Kyle smiling at him and putting his arm around Ike's shoulders.
" No Kyle, I have detention " – answered Ike softly
" It's ok Ike you can go " – Said the principal reassuringly.
" Sorry Mrs Carruthers, but I was in a fight, Georgie was just trying to help us; he got in trouble because of it and it's not fair to put the blame on him. Filmore was hitting Billy and Quaid and Oliver were punching me, all Georgie did was take our side and help us … So can you please tell me which classroom should I go to, to fulfill my detention? " – Replied Ike with pleading eyes.
" Are you sure Ike? " – Asked Kyle
" Yes I am " – He answered firmly, looking at his older brother straight in the eyes – " It's not fair to let him get punished for something he didn't start "
Mrs Carruthers sighed and smiled, pointing the classroom where he should go. Ike smiled to them and waved goodbye, entering the room without looking back.
" He'll be a good man one day " – Said Mrs Carruthers to Kyle – " He'll make your family proud "
" He already does " – answered Kyle beaming.