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I run the palms of my hands across my temples for what seems like the thousandth time this morning. I'm so damn hungover, and no amount of pain reliever can seem to help me. Darron just shakes his head at me, and I'm sure he's rolling his eyes from behind his sunglasses. He's too used to this feeling to let it get to him after all the time he spends like this.
The sun is bright and hot as we walk across campus, a major contrast from the raging storm last night. I know Austin doesn't have any classes right now, obviously, because it's the weekend. I'm hoping he's actually at his dorm, which we're climbing up to now.
When we reach the door, I flinch as Darron pounds his fist against the scratched surface. After about twenty seconds of standing there tapping my foot, the door finally cracks open and Austin's stupid redheaded roomate pokes his head out and narrows his eyes at me.
"What do you want?" He snaps, and Darron makes me flinch once more by shoving Dez the rest of the way into the room, inviting himself in afterwards. He motions me in behind him with a quick flick of his head, and then shuts the door behind me.
Darron takes off his sunglasses and crinkles his nose. "This dorm is so clean. It's disgusting."
"I forgot to mention that part." I cough.
"I'm serious, what do you want?" Dez groans, crossing his arms and leaning up against only plain white wall in his dorm. I see a video camera set up, facing the wall. I wonder what in the world the dork could possibly be doing in his spare time.
"Where's Austin?" I demand, and he shrugs.
Darron grabs him by the shirt and pushes him against the wall a little harder. "Just spit it out, Gingy."
Dez surprises me by shoving him back and off of him. "I'm serious, I don't know where he is! He left last night and hasn't come back home yet."
"Watch it." Darron spits at him before shooting him a glare and turning back to me. "Where could he have gone?"
I shrug. "I bet he's with the girl."
It's as if a lightbulb goes off in his head and he nods. "Do you know where her dorm is?"
I shake my head to tell him I don't, and he turns back to Dez, who looks extremely bored at this point. I guess Dez kind of ended up getting used to me and the rest of the crew coming in and beating up on him when Austin wasn't home, this probably doesn't phase him anymore. Yet, almost anyone knew better than to push Darron Travers to his limit... Even me. I looked up to Darron like Austin used to look up to me. He was the top of the league, everyone respected him. I can't imagine how it made him feel to have a sophomore nerd wearing suspenders look at him like he had somewhere better to be.
"Where is this girl's dorm at?" Darron demands.
Dez raises an eyebrow. "Really? You think I'm going to tell you that?"
At this point it's quite obvious that Darron is beyond pissed off, and he sends a punch straight into Dez's stomach. Dez doubles over and crumples to the floor as I stand and watch, not really sure what to do as Darron continues to send kicks into his side.
I'm almost relieved when the door behind me opens. I turn around to see Austin's priceless shocked face before he rushes forwards and slams Darron against the wall and away from Dez. Darron looks dumbfounded.
"What the hell is wrong with you?" Shouts Austin, knealing down beside Dez as he attempts to sit up. He wipes the blood dripping from his mouth on his hand, leaving a sickening streak of crimson behind on his pale skin.
"Wouldn't have had to do that if he would have just let up and told us where you were." Darron mutters, and Austin exhanges a look with Dez where they share some kind of silent communication, as if Austin is saying thank you and apologizing at the same time.
"What are you doing here, Darron?" Austin sighs, standing up and crossing his arms.
Darron rolls his eyes. "Great way to greet your old friend after you haven't seen him in over a year."
Austin doesn't seem to take what he says into consideration at all. His expression doesn't change, and I have no idea how he has the audacity to act this way towards Darron after all he's done for him. He says, "I'm only going to say this once. Get out of my damn dorm and never come back. Leave me alone, leave Dez alone, and you sure as hell better leave my girlfriend alone."
Darron narrows his eyes, and then surprises me more than he ever has by turning on his heel, grabbing me by the shirt, and pulling me out the door, slamming it behind him. He puts his sunglasses back on, and I walk in strides beside him. He's fuming with anger, I can tell.
"If you ever need anything done to that guy, just let me know." Darron shakily breathes, "He's pushed me too far."
I scratch behind my neck. This is to my advantage, really... Because even though we didn't do anything to Austin to make him come back to the right crowd, he's pissed Darron off, and that will end up coming back to bite him. I'm going to give him one more chance to come back, without bringing Darron into it, but if he doesn't see the light this next time... He's going to wish he had.
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