Diaries (nefarious)

by Venusandluc

Nefarious does not belong to me neather does the art work - writing does though) It takes place in there highschool days - Maxk being a football star and a all around good kid as for crow he hangs around the jocks pertaining he's in charge but makes fun of mack - he hangs around the cool kids and calls Maxk a nerd and is pretty mean But crow starts to fail math and Maxk is called

1. Chap 1

Mack pov:

My feet clicked across the crowded hall way to my calculus class. The hall was swarming with pushing kids. It was a struggle to get anywhere even as the quarterback. In this school it felt like invisible in these halls. Well I wish I wasn't tho.

I was actually saw a lot but never how I wanted. I had a bitch ass girlfriend which I don't even why I was with her. (It's not MayApple) She was a popular girl of corse.

I was suppose to be some hot shot but I didn't feel like it... I really just wanted some close friends to hang out with ... but that's not ever going happen it seems.

I signed as I walked to the class. Room 456 ... those numbers was a horrific sight. Not that it was a bad class, or that hard but that CROW was in there. He was snarky, mean and full of himself. He was a small blond boy with golden eyes that could stop a bull in its tracks and dagger like teeth to match.

He hanged around with the popular kids, and made fun of me. Even though I'm supposed to be a popular kid but rather not be grouped together with those basters. He always got in trouble and pulled horrible pranks.

One time he put pigs blood in a tuba at a football game. When the kid went to blow the tuba, the blood splattered all over the first in second row of kids. It was horrible and the smell matched it. All those poor kids smelled like rotting pig for weeks! I over heard some kids talking and they said they had to call jandors from different school to clean the mess! Crow got suspended for 2 weeks but was smile as ever when he returned. He was also never aloud in the band room again.

He sounds pretty bad doesn't he. It would make sense why I don't like him- but that would be a fib if I told you I hated him. I was quite the opposite. I considered him a friend. Even though those days are over. I only dread seeing him cause it reminds me of when we where younger.

You see, crow wasn't always like this, he use to be well different. Very scared , of well everything. We where friends when we where about 8 and I was 9. For some weird reason crow skipped a grade. Don't ask me why he just did. He was small and tiny and well I befriended him. But when we reached the age of 13 and 12... he started to grow father apart.

Become more mean ... I was just left behind. You could say I was still holding on... I still consider him my friend... not just my friend... my best friend.