Crystal and Sapphire remained awkwardly quiet throughout the whole school day as they just glared at Beavis and Butthead with pure hatred but neither of the two boys gave them so much as a passing glance; Butthead was too busy making failed passes at Cassandra as she giggled, taking them as jokes while Beavis sadly scribbled down letters and sentences on a piece of paper. Crystal couldn't help but wonder why the blonde wasn't hitting on her at the moment and she wondered why he looked so sad...broken almost...Why does she even care? He got her arrested; she shouldn't care about his well being at all. He was probably sad about something stupid anyway; maybe his T.V was broken or he ran out of nachos. She snickered to herself at these thoughts but then returned her attention to the blonde upon seeing something drip onto the paper he was scribbling on vicariously. Was that a tear?

Beavis sniffled and quickly wiped his eyes before folding up the note and stuffing it into his pants-pocket. He sighed sadly before resting his arms on the desk and burying his face into them. Crystal raised an eyebrow before shrugging and returning her attention back to the school lesson. Why should she care?

"Hey baby...Uh-huh-huh...Would you like to...you know? Hangout with me? Uh-huh-huh..." Butthead asked Cassandra before wiggling his eyebrows flirtatiously. Sapphire gritted her teeth a bit; seeing Butthead suddenly ignore her to flirt with some hippie-girl angered her beyond belief but why should she care? He got her arrested after all; it's not like she actually liked him. Maybe it was just insulting that she lost an idiot like him to a filthy-haired dork like Cassandra. Yeah that was it; what did that hippie have that she didn't? Was she smarter than her? Was she prettier than her? Sapphire decided to try and steal Butthead back; not because she liked him or anything but just to prove that she could, to prove she was capable of it.

"Sure thing Butthead; I would love to." Cassandra responded gently with a sweet smile as Butthead now appeared lovestruck.

The bell rang, signaling that school had come to an end for today as the other students got up to leave the classroom. Butthead placed his arm around Cassandra as he followed her toward the door, unaware that Dean was starting to close in on them with a look of disapproval. Before Dean could reach them however, Beavis cut in front of him, tapping his best friend on the shoulder to get his attention.

"Um...Butthead? Mm-heh-heh...There's somethin' I wanna like...talk to ya about...Hm-hm-heh..." Beavis spoke up in a defeated, almost shy tone, no longer trying to hide his sad emotions from his best friend. Butthead however, seemed oblivious to this as he used his free hand to shove Beavis to the ground.

"Go away buttmunch! Can't you see I'm like...trying to score here?" He growled through gritted teeth. 'Typical Butthead' Beavis thought to himself as he forced another forlorn smile.

"Oh yeah...Heh-heh...Sorry about that...Hm-hm-heh..." He apologized with a nervous chuckle as he fought back tears. It was probably for the best Butthead didn't know. It's not like he would care anyway. Why should he care? He never cared about him before and Beavis didn't think he would care now. He would just stuff the note in his locker where he knew he would find it and be done with it. Butthead left with Cassandra, Dean following close behind as Beavis sadly picked himself up from the cold, hard, tile floor and dusted himself off only to be knocked back down by Sapphire, who came barreling after Butthead and the group of hippies he had just left with.

Crystal watched as the blonde once again stood back up, whimpering slightly as he tried once again to fight back his tears. 'She didn't care' she kept telling herself as she watched the blonde regain his composure before slowly sulking off down the hallway, his head hung in same and defeat. Crystal couldn't help but feel curious as she got up to follow him, not because she cared or anything but simply because she was curious to find out what had been plaguing the blonde with sadness.

Beavis slowly and shamefully walked down the hallway for what felt like forever to him but was really only about five minutes. He never took notice to the raven-haired girl following and watching him nor did he take notice to a few students in the hallway staring at him in both shock and concerned. They had never once seen him sad before and it was a rare sight to see from someone who was usually happy as they watched the boy sulk with amazement. A few students, mainly just Stewart watched him with concern and wondered if he was okay but decided not to get involved. Assuming that since Butthead wasn't with him the blonde must have wanted to be alone but he didn't want to be alone he wanted comfort, he wanted...her...and he had nobody to turn to now. His girlfriend had left him, his Father was never around, his Mother was never sober and now his one and only friend had ditched him for a girl. Come to think of it; he did want to be alone, he wanted to isolate himself from everyone else, to leave them behind. He wanted to give up.

Crystal stopped and hid beside the row of lockers she saw Beavis stop in front of. He stared up at the locker that he knew belonged to Butthead before stuffing the crinkled-up note he had been working on all day into one of the slots on the door. Another tear fell but he quickly wiped it away before sadly sulking off back down the hallway. He would have to hurry before he was caught by Buzzcut or Mcvicker and forcefully thrown out.

Crystal once again raised another eyebrow as she cautiously approached Butthead's locker, looking around to make sure no one saw her. She quickly snatched the note out of the locker's ventilation system before opening it and quickly reading it. The handwriting was sloppy but still readable as Beavis had known how to read and write unlike Butthead, who could barely make out the word 'opening' on a newspaper article.

The Note Read: Dear Butthead: Where do I begin? I just hope I don't start crying my face off again like I've been doing for the past month...Yes, you win; I finally admit that I was crying...I didn't want to because I wanted to be tough I didn't want you or anyone else to think I was a wussy but the truth is I am...

You see Butthead? I didn't wanna tell you at first 'cause I knew you'd make fun of me but I've been dating Daria behind your back for quite some time now and I'm not ashamed to say that I've fallen in love with her...That's why I haven't been calling her 'Diarrhea' lately...When she moved to Lawndale, she took a huge piece of me with her and I just haven't felt like myself since then...I'm a ghost of the boy I use to be and soon I really will be a ghost because I'm ending it all today...I'm gonna jump from the school roof...I was scared to tell you this to your face because I was afraid of crying like a wuss again...

See you on the other side dude...Your best friend...Beavis...

The note ended there with a tear stain that coincidentally splattered on the paper in the shape of a broken heart. Maturity that neither boy had ever shown before radiated from that note as Crystal felt her own heart break at the sadness behind the words. Beavis was not the same boy he was when she had mistaken him for a drug dealer; he had been matured by true love and emotionally scarred by pain and heartbreak. She quickly ran for the front doors of the school. She couldn't let Beavis kill himself, she couldn't let Butthead lose his friend but why did she even care?

Beavis neared the edge of the school roof, the wind whipped through his blonde curls as he looked down at the hard sidewalk he would soon be painting with his own blood. He took a deep breath, trying to ignore any fear or second thoughts he was having. He remembered the last time he was up here; he and Butthead were spitting loogies on the unsuspecting students and teachers below. Butthead...The blonde's mind then trailed to how his best friend would take the news of his death. He would probably just laugh at his demise.

Beavis glared to himself as hot tears once again streamed down his cheeks. He wanted to give up on life, he was going through with it after all but he didn't want to look, he didn't want to spend his final moments in terror. He turned his back toward the edge as he closed his eyes, slowly leaning back and allowing himself to fall from the roof. Time seemed to slow down as he fell through the cold air, nothing but the sound of the wind passing by and his own heart thumping filling his ears as he anticipated the painful impact with the concrete beneath him but he didn't hit the ground as expected. He kept his eyes closed as he felt himself land into someone else's arms. Somebody had caught him but who? He opened his eyes to see Crystal staring back down at him, her dark-blue eyes locking with his baby-blue eyes as they both stared at each other intently.

Beavis no longer had that childlike gleam to his eyes that he had once had; they now held a matured, grownup look as the obnoxious part of him had now died. He still wasn't very smart despite this. Crystal stared down at the handsome, blonde boy she held in her arms, mesmerized by the beauty of his blue eyes as she watched the wind blow his blonde curls gently. She was forced to drop him however when Beavis' fist soon collided into her nose roughly, causing her to fall to the ground upon impact.

"What'd ya do that for buttwipe?! I was trying to die!" He shouted before pulling a clump of grass and dirt out of the ground and throwing it at her. Anger was expected after stopping a suicide attempt but she had to save him. She couldn't let him go through with it.

"Ow! Hey! I had to! I couldn't just let you end your life; jail or no jail..." Crystal explained, wiping the blood from her nose.

"Why did you jump from the roof of the school anyway?" She asked, keeping her distance out of fear of being struck again. The blonde sighed as he sat up, pulling his knees close to his chest before answering the raven-haired girl.

"My life sucks, my friend sucks, my parents suck...The only good thing I had left in my life was my girlfriend and she left and now I'm gonna have to go to the dance alone because all the GIRLS HERE ARE BUTTWIPES THAT WON'T EVEN GIVE ME A CHANCE!" He yelled, quivering with rage as tears began to trickle from his eyes once again. Crystal sighed; she had to do something to make him feel better even after what he did to her.

"I tell you what; how about I buy you some nachos?" She offered with a small smile.

"I would like that...Mm-heh-heh..." Beavis smiled back as he stood up and helped her out of the grass.

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