A story. You connect the dots. (GaryxOC)
Rating: M Genre: Angst/Romance Characters: OC, Gary Smith
AN: A collection of one shots at different times, revolving around the sociopath we all know and hate, as well as my OC. As the description states, you connect the dots, you figure out the story. Some may have clues (ex. holidays, birthdays, anniversaries, etc.), as to the time of certain events, but in general you'll have to pay attention to every chapter to know the order of things in the end. It may start out a little confusing as you get to know characters and drama, but I promise it all ties together. Fair warning: drug use, sex, violence, and many many more adult themes throughout each chapter. mwahahaha maybe see if you can put everything in order in the reviews? R&R please ;) now without further delay, read on dear viewers, if you dareā¦
Loving A Sociopath
A Bully Scholarship Edition (Canis Canem Edit) Fanfic
1 - Chess
Saturday afternoons easily passed as fast as they began. Then again, so did weekends at Bullworth with nothing to do. Especially when students decide to engage in an unspoken battle to see who has the 'dominant intelligence'. What better to prove who is the smarter of the two none other than a game of chess.
The black haired girl analyzes the board before her, narrowing blue eyes at her choices. She reaches out a manicured hand and picks up a white bishop, sliding it forward four spaces. The girl grins and looks up to face the eyes of the opponent sat across from her. "Check."
The brunette boy sat opposite purses his lips into a grim line as he breathed a frustrated sigh, bringing his middle and pointer finger to his temple as he rested his elbow on the wooden table. "Tsk tsk tsk", he shook his head and continued, "Look at you, Roxanne, and here I'd thought you'd gone soft."
"Gary? Me? Never." Roxanne laughed, almost taunting the boy for his poor attempt at insulting her.
Gary rolls his eyes at her cheeky smile, capturing Roxanne's white bishop with his rook. "Not going to be that easy."
Roxanne nearly begins to giggle giddily to herself, oh if only he knew, she manages to cover it up easily with a fake cough. Gary eyed her warily for a minute, deciding that 'cough' sounded all too clean to be real. She couldn't be sick, it wasn't even cold out yet. The library air wasn't stuffy or something, nor did it reek as bad as usual considering Algernon wasn't on the premises for once. It had to have been a fake cough to hide something, he thought to himself, feeling the paranoia of her next move arise in his stomach.
Roxanne took note of the new battlefield. Her bishop was a trap, simply a part of her elaborate plan to distract Gary so as not to draw attention to her real killer, a small pawn she'd had her eye on using since the beginning of the game. She caught Gary's wandering glances. Would he even take a go for the tempting piece? She'd been counting on it. Although, Gary be it rather narcissistic, he wasn't a complete self centered idiot. However, the move opened up a place for Roxanne's pawn that could help her out later on.
Planning out her victory dance in her head, Roxanne moved her knight forwards, directly threatening Gary's rook. She sat back once more and raised her right eyebrow as to beckon him to the challenge, "It's your move, Smith."
Gary cracked his knuckles and stretched his arms above his head. "Get ready, Hewitt."
The two teens continue to play. Pushing each other with witty comebacks and boldly pre-planned moves of sabotage. Hours pass, with seemingly neither noticing how dark it's getting outside and how there are fewer people in the library by each round.
"Ahem! Uh hello?" Mrs. Craven, the librarian called out, but both teens were too preoccupied with the game to pay her any mind. "Ahem! We are closing!" She called out again, watching on in annoyance at the students with her arms folded over her chest. "Ahem!" Mrs. Carven called out again for the last time to no avail before giving an exasperated sigh, mumbling to herself about allowing the kids to let themselves out being that she had better things to do than wait. Roxanne and Gary were now the last in the library, both not noticing it was even past curfew.
Though in a school filled with talented nerds and decent as well as not so decent human beings with normally enough entertaining drama to waste the day away; Both individuals yearned for a satisfying ending to a Saturday. What else could be better than 'one last round' of the game both were good at?
Gary slides his rook out of the knight's path, he had noticed Roxanne was exceptionally talented at playing chess and had found himself asking out of curiosity, "Who taught you how to play chess?". The question didn't have a hint of malice to it, not even his usual arrogant attitude sparked in. He wasn't criticizing her. He seemed as though he genuinely wanted to know. This struck Roxanne as odd, knowing Gary, he never wanted anything unless there was something in it for him. He never said things just to be kind or because he really wanted to know something. It always had to benefit him somehow. He must've been trying to take her back.
"Actually, I taught myself." Roxanne replied, still paying full attention to the rook her knight was now following. Maybe if she kept his attention on the conversation rather than the game, she could have an opportunity to move forth her pawn. "At my grandmother's, she had nothing except a kitchen, a bedroom, a bathroom, the smallest TV known to man and a chess set. Needless to say baking, napping, and bathing get boring when you do it more often than you're supposed to. Also, the TV only got one channel, and it was in French. So not much I could really do except learn to play chess with my grandma." Roxanne admitted, still keeping her focus on the game before her. "Ahh so your grandmother showed you?" Gary asked, concentrating on his next move. "Well I guess in the beginning she did. What about you?"
"My father taught me." Gary was quiet for a moment, he hadn't even been thinking about his answer, he'd just let it slip out. "My parents wanted me to learn to be like other kids. Namely my dad. He got me into piano, chess, boxing even-" Gary continued, sounding solemn before being interrupted by Roxanne who attempted to lighten the mood. "Are you sure you aren't a prep?" She giggled, but Gary remained silent still looking down at his pieces. "I didn't enjoy any of it. None of the activities could convince me I was a normal boy. But it could convince them alright. As long as I was good, I was tolerated." He spoke as if he were distraught, but so cold. Heartless, yet emotional? Void of feeling, yet hurt. Numb to all around him, but distant. Roxanne couldn't quite place it nor explain it. It didn't sound like Gary. Which messed with her mind, causing her not to know what to say to the boy. Gary grasped the top of his black queen and moved it to back up his rook.
Feeling the tension in the air, Gary changed the subject, switching from gloomy to his normal demeanor, "Did you hear about that fight between that inbred snob Gord and that braindead grease monkey. Pathetic. All this over that whore Lola. Johnny's pretty boy face is in bandages now." Gary sniggered, causing Roxanne to relax now that he was back to himself.
She tried to seem uninterested in the conversation, though Roxanne did want to know about the supposed fight, as she moved her knight even closer to the rook. "He lost?"
"No, no, he won. But not in one piece." Gary smirked as he captured Roxanne's knight. "'Both boys are in the infirmary. Gord's daddy who's also his mommy who's also his nephew who's also his uncle is 'suing'", He joked causing Roxanne to burst out laughing. Gary could be hilarious despite being a total douchebag.
Waiting a minute or two before her next move, Roxanne attempted to convince Gary he had her pegged down on a losing track. Feigning hesitancy, she moved her pawn ahead so it was close to Gary's king in order for her to check it. She looked down at the wooden table in front of her, unable to see anything aside from the hair that fell to cover over her eyes. Hmm. Maybe if she was lucky, Roxanne could kick his ass one last time today with the words 'Checkmate', he'd throw his hissy fit and probably swear his life on getting revenge against the short girl.
"Hey! You're cheating! You should be ashamed of yourself. I can't trust you with anything." Roxanne called out as she looked up to face her enemy, catching Gary just as he was about to switch his pieces around whilst she had her head down.
"Never stopped me before. Maybe, I've been cheating this whole time and you were just too oblivious to notice." He teased, making the girl wonder if he had been cheating. No, he couldn't have been. She saw him. Had he been cheating?
"Shut up Gary." Roxanne spoke, shaking off all her previous questions. She couldn't get distracted again. Not now. She couldn't let him get inside her head like he so easily did.
"It was worth a shot." Gary shrugged, before continuing the game sliding a piece closer to Roxanne's side of the board, "You know I have to admit. You're not as stupid as you look. Dare I say it, you're actually smart. For a girl that is. It's fair to say we're equals."
That's about as close to a compliment Roxanne had ever heard Gary say to her. Though, she knew he was just trying to get to her ego. Build her pride so he could shatter it by beating her down. That's just how Gary is. She'd grown used to the sociopath's 'way with words', the language he used to get whatever victory he needed to satisfy him for the time being. First, he raises the ego with compliments and unreliable empty promises, all lies of course, then you're supposed to screw up and lose your focus by allowing his words to fill your head, after that he wins by taking full control over your vulnerable state.
Deciding it best to ignore remarks, she could easily move her rook three spaces which could earn her a final win for the day...
"Well, I'd say we are at an impasse for now. Considering neither of us are by definition 'thick-skulled'." Roxanne picked up her rook, keeping up their talk as a means to distract him from her next move, "I must say, if you weren't a total nut job. I might just kiss you." She joked playfully, offering Gary a warm smile instead of a snide smirk. He returned the smile, eyes softening as his brows lost their arch.
Neither blinked nor spoke for seconds, lacking action save staring into the other's eyes and smiling. As if communicating a draw between them. There was a comfortable silence that had settled in the room, as both teenagers analyzed the facial features their opponent had...
My god. Gary is kind of- Roxanne could feel herself melting and immediately shook away the thoughts she had. Disgusting, no way. He's repulsive. He's insane. He's GARY. For fucks sake, what on earth was she thinking.
"I suppose we are on an almost similar level of genius. Of course, let's face it, you're no match for me." Gary sounded at ease, casually making conversation. So calm. Non threatening. An entirely different tone than he usually had in their 'competitions'. Heck, a complete 180 compared to his usual demeanor. He almost sounded nor- "Such a shame though, with a beautiful smile like that. I could marry you in an instant."
Roxanne's mouth dropped just as the rook she'd been holding did, her face widened as a blush crept up, brightening her face like a tomato. Her piece fell to the board, two spaces away from where she needed it to be.
Gary watched her with a wicked simper, reaching out and placing his queen in the square her rook had previously occupied.
"Checkmate."
Her mouth stayed hanging in shock. How had she let him? He'd done it. Again. Gotten her guard down. AGAIN. Every. Single. Time.
The boy tittered at the girl's unwavering expression as the two locked eyes. "What are you going to do? Kiss me?"
Normally, she'd punch the daylights out of the scarred boy then laugh off his remarks. But, this time was different. Had Gary just...flirted with her? She knew it was just to distract her and well if she was being honest, it worked. But something about the way he said it, so quick, so...non Gary. So calm. For a second, he sounded like any other boy.
"See ya later...lovely eyes." Gary mockingly chuckled, batting his eyes, cupping his hands together imitating a bride with a bouquet. This unfortunately, causes the girl to blush harder than before at the back handed compliment. He laughs again seeing her attempt to hide flushed cheeks. With that, the boy left his seat and headed for the exit of the library.
Gary always had his way with words, they were there whenever he needed to escape or get his way. Sometimes both.
Looking around the now empty library. She noticed practically all the lights had been turned off and there wasn't even a teacher in sight. As if the previously full building from hours ago had been abandoned entirely.
Checking her watch, she saw the time read 10:31 pm. "Shit! I better jet before Mrs. Peabody murders me!", Roxanne hurriedly ran off in the direction of the girls dorm, thankful to find Gary hadn't locked library doors like he once did to Pete.
AN: Enjoying it so far? Welp, I sure hope so! Please review and tell me your thoughts on the recent chapter. Remember, there's even more to come my friends, stay tuned. Alright, I'm out. Love y'all, xoxo A.
Side note - GODDAMNIT GARY! Why you gotta do my girl like that? Poor Roxanne. Stupido. Anywhore, "BUT WAIT THERE'S MORE", there is a chance I'll be starting another story from a different fandom soon (I won't spoil anything as I don't even know if I'm game for it myself). Although, I have been devoting all my time to this fic as it currently holds my interest for longer than twenty minutes. I have too many ideas sorry lolol. Byebye please follow me for more updates!
