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Chapter 6

Nico's POV

I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Nico read Will's letter silently after the boy left. Nico, I couldn't be more sorry. I'm sorry for blackmailing you, for bothering you, for recording you, having other people record you... I regret all of it. If you don't believe me... That's fine. You can ignore me, and I won't bother you, but just know that I really am sorry. If you still want to be... You know, whatever we are... Then I would be the most thankful person alive. I would be thankful just to have you as a friend... I'm not sure if you feel the same way about me that I do about you, but being friends would be a great start to... Whatever. Trust me, I'd do anything to earn back your friendship. I think it's kind of weird how we only just met, yet we're still managing to screw stuff up. I'm sorry if I ruined whatever we had, but if you want me back, I'll be yours.

Love (or whatever)

William Solace

He set the letter on his desk after reading it for the seventh time that night. It was already 3:30 in the morning, and Nico feared that he might have to go another sleepless night. Will would probably scold him for not getting enough rest... But how could he? After someone breaks into your room, you don't exactly have sweet dreams. He had considered waking Jason, or even walking across the hall to talk to Percy, but for some reason he just couldn't. Maybe, he didn't think they would believe him. Maybe, he thought that the break-in was just a dream... No, no matter how far fetched it was, it was definitely real. There was a part of him that dreaded seeing Will in the morning, but there was another part of him that just couldn't wait.

"Nico! Wake up!" Jason yelled. Apparently, he had fallen asleep.

"Just five more minutes..." He groaned.

"You don't have five minutes, you slept in past your alarm!" Jason said impatiently. Nico's eyes shot open. He got up quickly, afraid he would be late for class. He threw on a shirt, jeans, and a hoodie. Jason threw an almost-stale Poptart at him as they rushed out the door. "Jason, can I talk to you for a second?" The cloned nodded, adjusting his glasses. "Okay, so Will and Cecil may or may not have snuck into our room last night, and he left me this." He pulled out the note from his pocket and handed it to Jason. They stepped into the elevator.

"Wait, they broke into our-"

"Just read the goddamn letter, Grace." Jason obliged, skimming over the letter slowly. He had pretty bad Dyslexia, worse than Nico's. A few times, he opened his mouth to say something, but he quickly shut it and continued reading.

"Umm, so wait... He likes you?"

"Don't act like you didn't know that," Nico grumbled. "And yes, he does."

"And do you like him back?" Jason inquired.

"Yes," Nico said, shooting darts at Jason with his eyes. "Is that a problem?"

"No!" The blonde reassured. "No, it's all cool, man."

"Wrong answer," Nico complained. "I'm not supposed to like him; he's my polar opposite! He annoys the crap out of me, so why do I like him? Maybe it's because he's cute? No, that can't be it, even though he is. Is it because he's nice? Not even close. Do we have the same interests? No."

"Maybe it's because opposites attract," Jason suggested.

"No," He rejected. "If that was the case, I'd be gushing over a girl."

Jason had ran off to his first period class, so Nico was standing alone at the doorway of the math room. He didn't want to be the first person in ther, being alone with adults made him uncomfortable. Alas, if he waited outside, he might run into... Other people. He didn't want to run into Cecil or Percy, and he definitely didn't want to run into Will Solace. The raven haired boy squeezed into the room, trying not to get noticed. Unfortunately, he had no such luck.

"Good morning, my young fellow!" Said the man, sitting at a desk behind him.

"Hello, Mr. Archimedes."

"How many times do I have to tell you, Nico? Call me Mr. A!" The math teacher replied.

"Sir, we only just met yesterday..." Nico tried to explain.

"Yes, but I know plenty about you, about everyone! Everyone has a thirst for knowledge, that can only be acquired by rigorous study and hours of research! Yes, I know you probably think I'm crazy, but I do know about you! That blonde yesterday and hi cheeky friend... Yes, they were passing notes about you, Mr. di Angelo!" Nico tried to open his mouth to argue, but the bell rang. He took his seat, trying to avoid more awkward conversation.

One by one, students filed into the room and sat in their pick of seats. He noted that none of them were around him, which was understandable. He probably looked like a serial killer. One person did sit next to him though, and surprisingly, the boy remained silent. It was an awkward silence, like the type you only read about in books. Heat rose to his cheeks, and when he looked over, it seemed that Will was also looking a little flustered. People around them talked about god knows what, but Nico wasn't listening. The lesson started, but he didn't pay attention.

"Hey," he finally whispered.

Will turned around to face him. "Hey," he whispered back.

"Umm," He replied, staring at his shoes. "I was wondering if... You know... You... Me... Library after school?"

"Sounds great," Will beamed. "Now, what's he talking about?"

I am trash. I aM tRaSh. I AM TRASH! It's official, guys. I am Solangelo trash. I hope you all have a good night, and I apologize for few days where I didn't post. Please leave a review, they are much appreciated! Okay, Bye.