A/N: Dear reveiwers, I apologize for the lack of updating on my part; I have gotten caught up in some weird stuff so please forgive me. Anyways please don't be sad that I will not be updating nearly as often due to new internet privileges set up by my mother.
(This upsets me as well...)
Please do enjoy this short chapter since I have much more left to do before my mother kills me.
"So this is why you people hate me?" Jack hissed as a group of preppy kids snickered as he walked with Squee. So what if he was gay? It didn't matter to him as long as they minded their own business.
"I'm guessing you won't kill them then?" Squee said hopefully as Jack grinned.
"Only in your dreams pal, they'll all die." He replied rushing the groups severing heads left and right. An uproar eventually erupted causing total chaos between teachers and students trying desperately to pry the boy off the others. Squee sat in the corner sobbing silently in fear of the bloodshed. Jack noticed this shoving the teachers aside for a moment ignoring the rude comments from the others. "Are you ok Squee?" He asked gently as Squee sniffled.
"Please don't kill me..." He whimpered softly covering his head trembling greatly.
"I wouldn't hurt you for the world…" Jack said trying to the calm the boy stroking his hair as he picked him up carrying him out the doors. Squee blinked a little confused as Jack sat him down on the grass obviously in deep thought. "You know Squee, we have a lot in common…I love you." He said suddenly walking off leaving Squee dumbfounded and awestruck. He loved him? How? Why? He felt sad walking away never glancing back at the young fellow who had just confessed his love to him.
Me: I know…Short but very logical! Like a flying hotdog! Anyways love to all and please remember the sun burns skin so use lotion! (Flies away with the magical bees.)