Michael sat on Dave's bed watching a sit com with him. Dave's mom threw a fit when they had come home so early. She screamed at her son for skipping and said that he was on punishment. But... did not keep her promise. She sighed and told her son that he and Michael could go upstairs and watch tv.
Mr. and were very kind. Michael thought every now and then of how incredibly different his parents were compared to Dave's. Michael would had been beaten till he bled by his father if it was him.
Michael hates his father with every fiber of his being. He wished that he father would die. If his father died he wouldn't be beat. And his mother wouldn't have to be beaten and raped just for being alive.
Michael growled at the thought of that bastard.
Dave looked over nervously,''Um...Michael?''
Michael shook the thought away,''Sorry Dave. Just started thinking is all.''
Dave sighs,''I'm sorry that you have to go through that bullshit. Your dad is an asshole. You don't deserve that shit.''
Michael sighs,''It's fine Dave. Let's just watch tv man.''
The next morning Michael and Dave trudged to school after scolded them for the stunt they pulled yesterday. They went to first period and were sent to in school suspension immediately.
When the boys arrived to ISS, Michael noticed that the new kid from Canada was in there as well. Michael thought,'What the hell? Yesterday was his first day? What could he have possibly done!?'
Michael sat in the back like always, and Dave sat next to him. Michael noticed that the new kid kept looking at him. Michael frowned at him and flipped his hair over his shoulder. It wasn't the most masculine thing to do but still.
The boy smirked and Michael said,''What the fuck are you staring at!?''
The boy answered,''I wasn't even fucking looking at you!''
''Boys be quiet!'' The teacher yelled. In ISS you were to do homework or whatever your teacher gives you to do. You have to sit in complete silence and do nothing but work. If you keep acting out they will send you to OSS. Out of school suspension.
Michael sneered and looked away from the dirty Canadian kid. Dave frowned at the Canadian kid as well. The boy didn't seem friendly at all and he knew that he'd have to keep an eye on him.
Michael started to do his makeup homework but was interrupted by a paper wad hitting him in the head. He hissed and looked up. The Canadian kid was snickering and looking away. What was his deal! Michael threw it back and hissed,''Fucking stop!''
''What ya gonna do about it pretty boy?'' Trevor hissed back.
Michael growled and then thought,'Did he just call me pretty boy!?' He decided to ignore the annoying asshole. He was able to answer a few more questions on his homework before another paper wad hit his head.
Michael growled and shouted,''STOP!''
The teacher stood up, she was reading a book at the front of the room,''What is the matter?''
''That idiot keeps throwing paper balls at me!'' Michael complained.
The teacher warned,'' if you keep this up you will be kicked out.''
Trevor shrugged,''Don't give a shit. Might drop out anyway.''
The teacher sighed and shook her head.
Michael looked at the boy. Even though he acted tough and as if he didn't care, he noticed something about the boy. He looked as if he had been hurt. Hurt emotionally. He looked lonely. He reminded Michael of himself. Maybe the boy acted like that because he needs attention. Maybe he acts like that because he's in pain.
When Trevor hit him in the head again Michael did not react. So Trevor threw another paper wad at his head and growled at the lack of reaction. He threw five more back to back but to no avail. Trevor growled and yelled,''You think you're too good for me!? Look at me! You're not any better than me you fucking jock!''
That caught Michael's attention 1. He was right about Trevor needing attention 2. He didn't tell the boy that he was a jock...
''How do you know that I'm a jock?'' Michael asked.
''I heard someone talking about you at breakfast-
''Boys be quiet!'' The teacher yells.
Michael just looks at Trevor who just squints at him.
Dave looks confused, he whispers to Michael,''What the fuck?''
''I don't even know...'' Michael whispers back.
A/N: I won't be posting as often as I used to because I have a lot of events to go to with my girlfriend, plus I have been working a lot.
