If your reading this then this is the edited version! Yes, it is still the same story however some slight lines and parts have been changed, so feel free to read it again. I fixed it, so it is 100% Pete's P.O.V Thank you so much for all the favorites,advice and support and enjoy the story so far! - Loveless
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I woke up with a jolt, sitting upward in my bed. My breathing was ragged and shallow.
I quickly looked over to check if Jimmy had been woken up..

He moved a bit and mumbled something. But he seemed to stay asleep.

I let out a sigh of relief , my face felt sweaty and my head was pounding. I had kept having that dream… no, not a dream… a memory. Of Gary's distant eyes and angry face being taken away in a police car. That was the last time I saw and even made eye contact with Gary. It's almost been two months though.

Since Gary was taken away to the asylum.

In the morning I got up early.
I went into the bathroom and closed the door quietly.

I turned on the shower, undressed myself and slipped in. I let the hot water hit my face.

I sighed and began washing myself. Since Gary had been gone it's just been… more lonely. At least Gary would take me places like the store or off to egg a building.

Not that I approved of Gary's actions… but at least he would say more then a few words to me each day.

Jimmy just says good morning and good night. Unless he needs me to give him money or help him with his school work.

Whenever I try to talk to him about it…Jimmy calls me his "friend" and pats me on the back. Then off he goes being the "King" of the school. I bit my cheek.

A part of me.. Did miss Gary's teasing, I miss Gary in general...I don't remember surviving without him at this school, I.. need h-

Suddenly interrupting my thoughts. Jimmy knocked rather loudly on the door.

"Pete, I need to use the shower!" I realized I had been in here for a while.

"o-oh right! Sorry Jimmy, I'll be right out.." I quickly turned off the shower grabbed a towel and wrapped it around myself. Picking up my clothes I opened the door and letting Jimmy pass me.

I winced as the door shut loudly behind me and locked.

Well… Jimmy had be nice to me. When Gary was first taken away. Jimmy had told me that he would room with me. To make sure I was alright after what had happened.

I smiled at the memory.

I opened the dresser and got changed in a white shirt and vest. I stared at the white shirt for a moment remembering my pink one that was in the back of the dresser now.

Pulled the Bullworth Sweater Vest over my head, put on some pants and socks.

I dried and brushed my hair out. I put the brush down just as I heard the shower stop.
I moved away from the dresser and picked up a study book I had left on the desk last night, trying to stay out of Jimmy's way.

Jimmy walked over to the dresser and started getting changed.

I turned my attention back to the desk. Gary used to sit here often and plot. I let out a silent shaky laugh. He would sit here when he wanted to talk to me but would never admit that to himself. Memories flowed back. Femme-boy. A pet name, I normally would get angry but.. I dunno. I stopped myself, pausing for a moment.

Damn it.
Everything I do reminds me of him. I thought closing my eyes and furrowing my eye brows.

" I'm pathetic." I said quietly letting out a deep sigh.

"I knew that much." Jimmy said laughing.

"Real funny Jimmy." I said sharply, shooting a glare in his direction. Jimmy was still changing and didn't seem to notice it.

Jimmy turned around meeting my glare with a smirk.

" I'm kidding! Take a joke Pete." He said, then walking over to me and giving me a rough pat on the back.

"Ow…" I mumbled.

"Weak and dorky as usual." Jimmy saying with a short laugh.

Before I could disagree. Jimmy waved and said goodbye, leaving me alone.

I stared at the door that had just been closed for a minute or two.

Off the class then. I sighed… I seem to be doing that a lot lately.

I had just finished English.

I'll just… Skip lunch again. I'm just not hungry anymore..

Instead I've started writing songs. I didn't know if they were any good but they made me feel better.

I started walking down the hall to my locker to get my music I had already started working on when I saw Trent and Wade were in my way. I cursed lightly under my breath.

I'll just start a new song.

Better then trying to get them to move. I turned around and started walking praying that I hadn't been noticed.

"Hey! Girly boy!" I heard Wade shout.

I sighed and kept walking, ignoring Wade.

I heard a pairs of loud stomps running behind me.
I glanced back seeing Trent and Wade running up behind him.

Before I could start running Trent tackled me to the ground from behind.

"Ach!" my face hit the tiled hallway floor. I felt my jaw being bruised."Hah!" Wade said laughing with a crooked smile.

" Didn't you mom ever teach you that it's rude to ignore people." Trent said
as he got off of me.

I pulled him self off the floor.

I should tell them off… but.. I can't. I backed away a little. Maybe I can make a run for it.

I shifted my eyes looking for possible exits.

"Aw where you planning to run to?" Wade said smirking. My attention back to them now.

" Oh? To Gary? Oh yeah that's right!" Trent started. Seeing how I was getting angry.

Don't you dare say it. I shut my eyes and kept my head down.

"They've got him all locked up? Where's your body guard now, Girly Boy" Trent said, his words oozing out of his mouth, just waiting to see my reaction.

I felt tears coming to the corners of my eyes. Crap. Crap. Crap. I can't start crying now! I felt my face getting hot.

Wade shoved me again, this time I got hit against a locker.

"Hey!" A louder voice called. With the sound of stomping. Next thing I knew Wade was on the ground curled up, holding his stomach and Trent was getting his ass handed to him by the stairs. My vision was blurred with tears. I couldn't quite see who it was.

"Pete! Pete!" The voice yelled shaking my shoulders. " G-gary?" I said letting the tears fall down my face.

The person stopped shaking me and paused for a moment. "Not quite."

I blinked a few times.

It was Jimmy. His face looked hurt from what I had just said. I opened my mouth to say something but nothing came out.

Jimmy let go of my shoulders, grabbed my wrist and dragged me to the boys washroom.

"Get cleaned up." Jimmy said looking down frustrated.

I looked down at the sink and turned on the tap. Letting the water rush over my hands.
I looked up into the mirror's refection and saw Jimmy slouching against the wall frame of the washroom.

I splashed away the tears on my face and rubbed my eyes.

"Pete…" Jimmy said his voice was low..

"um..y-yeah Jimmy?" I said looking up from the paper towel I was drying my face with.

"You really miss Gary that much, huh?" Jimmy said, his eyes seemed to be directed on a certain spot on the floor.

I held my breath.

"J-Jimmy if this is about how I called you Gary-"

"Answer the question Pete."

"…Ok…yes. I do... Happy?" I said as I clenched the paper towel in my hands.

It was silent for a moment then suddenly Jimmy laughed a little.

"What?" I said confused with the change of his mood.

" Nothing! Haha.. The way you said it, I guess." he said with an amused tone.

Jimmy looked up and made direct eye contact with me.

Jimmy's eyes weren't as… angry as usual? Something was different, his face was…softer.

" I better head out. The Greasers said they need something…Hey and Pete…"

I threw out my paper towel and turned back to Jimmy. "Y-yeah Jimmy?"

"I'm not angry that you called out Gary's name instead. He's usually the one saving you."

"oh…" I said looking down feeling guilty and a bit embarrassed. "r-right.. Thanks.."

I stood there listening to the steps of Jimmy walk away..

I smiled to myself.

"I just thought of a new song" I said quietly.