Chapter 2
TW: This chapter contains bullying
*Race Higgins to Spot Conlon*
Race: Ok what was that about? Do u not want them to know about us and what happened?
Spot: I'm sorry I just don't know them that well
Race: Wanna come over and explain it to me?
Spot: Yeah, I'll be there soon
Spot showed up about twenty minutes later. "Hey, come in. My mom won't be home for a little while."
"Your mom?" It was no surprise why Spot was surprised at this.
"She's my foster mom, but she's amazing. She really cares about me, and I care about her too." Race explained, "Not like last time at all."
"That's good to hear. So how long have you been here?"
"Sophomore year-since we were separated." Race replied, "Anyways, tell me how you've been, and what's with Spot?"
Spot laughed, "You're one to talk Racetrack."
Race rolls his eye, "I'm on the track team. Your turn."
"The last school I was at wasn't very friendly. People called me 'spot' or 'spottie' to make fun of my vitiligo." Race looked like he was ready to punch something, "So, I decided upon moving to use that name to prove a point to those assholes."
"Well that is definitely something you would do. I'm sorry you had to go through that."
"So tell me about your friends." Spot said, eager to change the subject.
"They're amazing. When they saw me sitting alone at lunch they all just came over to sit with me. They never pushed me to tell them about my past, but they listened once I did. They would be okay if we told them about what really happened."
Spot avoided eye contact as he thought about what he wanted to say. What if this didn't go the way he wanted? "So- uh- what happens with us now?"
Race gently took his hands, forcing him to look up, "I haven't been able to get you off my mind for three years. I've been praying that we would see each other again, and we finally have. I say we pick up from where we left off."
"I most definitely agree." Spot said, as he leaned in to kiss Race.
Friday. Just one more day, and then the first week would be over. So far, the week had been going pretty well. Spot was becoming apart of the group very quickly and at least for now, there wasn't too much stress.
*Seize the Day*
*10:47 AM*
Race: Was it necessary to have a fire drill in the first weEK OF SCHOOL
Romeo: never thought youd complain about missing classes
Race: I wouldnt be if it wasnt so cold!
Romeo: Its september
Race: Doesnt mean it isnt freezing!
*1:38 PM*
Elmer: Hey, can I get a ride to daveys after school? I still cant drive
Albert: I can give u a ride but I have to stop home first.
Davey: Why are you going home first?
Albert: I forgot something I was gonna bring over
Davey: Which is?
Albert: just a game
Davey: What game Albert?
Albert: …
Davey: Albert!
Albert: … cards against humanity…
Davey: No, absolutely not!
Albert: Oh come oonnnnnnnnn
Davey: no! You remember what happened last time!
Race: daveyyyy itll be fine
Davey: No! My parents will be home, we can't play that!
Albert: Ugh fine
Classes had finally ended, and Crutchie was walking to the art room to meet Jack. Out of nowhere, he was pushed into the lockers.
"It's been a while little crip."
Crutchie should have been expecting this. "What do you want?"
"You know exactly what we want." Morris said, then kicking Crutchie's bad leg. Oscar then took one of his crutches.
"You're useless. Not only are you crippled, but you're a stupid fag as well." Oscar spat at him.
They shoved him one last time, and walked away laughing to each other. Crutchie picked up his crutch which was now across the hallway, and continued walking to meet Jack.
He knew he shouldn't be listening to them. Crutchie knew it wasn't true. But sometimes he couldn't help but listen to them. Their words were too strong.
"Hey Jack!" Crutchie tried to greet Jack with same pep as he always did. But after knowing Jack for so long, he saw right through it.
"Everything okay?" He asked.
"It's nothing."
"Come on, I know that's not true, just tell me what's up."
Crutchie sighed, "It was the Delanceys."
"What did they say? I'll kill them-" Jack began, fuming.
"Jack please! It's really not a big deal."
"Not a big deal? Crutchie, they're hurting you, how is that not a big deal?"
"Because I can deal with it. I've put up with it for this long, and like you said, just one more year right?"
"Crutchie-"
"What are you gonna do anyway?" Crutchie interrupted him.
Jack sighed, "I'm gonna figure something out. But come on, we're gonna be late."
*3:01 PM*
Elmer: Davey where r u?
Davey: Shit you guys are already there?
Elmer: Only me and Albert rn
Davey: Ok, woops, I'll be there soon!
A/N: Thank you so much for reading! I was thinking about ending every chapter with texting, what do you guys think?