Nonny's P.O.V.

About fifteen minutes later, he wakes up to find himself in the school infirmary. That's not new at all. His bullies send him here at least twice a week. He's been here so much that he's created a bond with the school nurse. That's how sad his life is people.

"Nonny, we're going to need to call your parents about this. This is getting out of hand." Ms. Hannah tells him. She gets up and goes to the phone but he stops her with his skinny wrists. "Please Ms. Hannah, don't" he croaks out. "And why shouldn't I?" she asks folding her arms. It took him a bit to think of an answer, he doesn't want to lie, but he couldn't necessarily tell the truth. Well, maybe this once...

"M-my parents...they don't care about me." he stuttered, looking everywhere but Ms. Hannah. Her stern look softened to a sympathetically confused one. "What do you mean your parents don't care about you?" Then he went on about his whole life, not leaving out any detail. As he went on, it felt like a huge weight was lifting off his shoulders.

When he was finished, Ms. Hannah had tears in her eyes and a look of shock. She took the boy in a tight hug, which was quite painful. He snaked his arms around her but didn't hug tight. "I'm so sorry Nonny, does anyone else know about this?" "No..." "You need to tell someone about this, you need someone to be there for you." He nodded, but he knew he wasn't going to say a single word to anyone. "You're good to go back to class Nonny, let me give you a pass." She scribbled on a small piece of paper and gave it to him.

He took it and got up with difficulty, walking to the door. "Oh, Ms. Hannah?" The lady turned to him with question. "Can you not tell anyone else?" She gave him a warm smile. "Of course." he slightly smiled back and headed out the door. But if only he knew someone else heard...

Gil's P.O.V.

Gil stood outside the school infirmary. Why you may ask? He had to make sure he was okay of course. Okay, this is making absolutely no sense right now. The whole point is, Gil has liked Nonny for a long time now. He loves everything about him-his green eyes, fiery red hair, freckles spread about his pale skin. His smile, his personality. He seemed so quiet, yet he knew there was wild side to him somewhere. He was absolutely perfect.

Just one thing, he couldn't have him. Of all the people he would've liked it had to be the one he could not have. He was a nerd, basically a nobody(trying to not indirectly insult him as much as possible). He was a boy. A boy who hated him. He couldn't blame him, he hurt him everyday. This wasn't what he wanted to do, all he wanted to do was hold him and call him his. Unfortunately, someone already knows his secret. One of the popular boys, Jax Beacon. He had to beat up Nonny unless he wanted Jax to not only do the work for him, but have his whole secret told to the school.

Speaking of secrets, he heard Nonny start talking. He kept his ear close to the door to listen to what he was saying. It was kind of hard, he wasn't speaking that loud. But he heard enough to know that he wanted to hurt someone, preferably Nonny's family. He has no one. His family acts like he doesn't exist. His family doesn't love him. How could they do that to such a sweet boy like him?

He heard footsteps, someone was about to leave the room. Whoever it was, they couldn't find out he was there. He quickly zoomed around the corner and ran to the history class he skipped so see him.

"You're late...again." the history teacher glared at Gil when he came in panting. Gil rolled his eyes and sat in his seat in the second row. He used to sit in the back but the teacher moved him up to the second row for he kept talking. He didn't really care, those people weren't his friends. Only Goby was. And he still got all of his work done. That's another thing about him and Goby, they had good grades. All this popular kid stuff-it's just a phase. They still need to get somewhere after they graduate.

Nonny enters limping a few minutes after Gil came in. Some of his classmates snickered and made insults quietly as the boy walked up to the teacher and handed him the pass. Gil glared at his peers, trying to not yell at them to 'shut up'. Nonny looked around, and he saw his face pale. Gil furrowed his eyebrows in concern, what was wrong with him now? He looked over and realized that the only available seat was right next to him. Nonny slowly made his way over to the desk, his head down.

The boy sat down and immediately started scribbling in his notebook. They did miss some class time. It really doesn't help that they're in AP classes. Gil would be taking notes too, but all he did was stare at the ginger. All he wanted to do was stare at him. The teacher wasn't having that, because he interrupted that. "Mr. Gordon(A/N: I'm still gonna use the old last names...), if you could stop staring at Mr. Pirrucello and pay attention, you won't have to have extra homework assignment." The class snickered around him while his face turned pink. "I-I wasn't staring!" he defended himself. "Sure you weren't, just pay attention." Gil took out his own notebook and began writing down the notes. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Nonny looking at him. He flashed a real smile at him for about two seconds and went back to his notebook. The other boy turned red and looked the other way. Gil smiled and went back to his notebook.

It's been a while since I've been here and I still can't write a good ending. I need serious help. Well, here's chapter two for all of you who are mad at me!

Until the next chapter,

-Grojbandian21