Chapter 3: His Friend

Will watched Grell all throughout that school day. It turned out they had 4 out of 6 classes together. Will didn't know why, but he was happy that he was. That was all Will thought of as soon as he got home, instead of doing his few homework assignments he thought of his classmate. He pushed those thoughts out of his mind and went back to the homework he was supposed to be doing for one of his classes when his father walked into his room.

"Hey William." His father said with a strick tone. "Are you doing your homework?"

Will turned his head over his shoulder to look at his dad. "Yeah Dad just finishing it up now." Will stated as he went back to his work trying to ignore any conversation with his father.

"You better be because if you want to get into law school you better keep yourself in your studies." Will's father spoke as he left the room.

Law school, it was Will's life long dream since he was a child. To protect those who were hurt and to get back at those types of people who cause pain. His father was thrilled, was going to pay for the whole thing. Only because they were a high class for what his father called "their kind". With a sigh Will put away his work and went back to thinking about Grell. What was it about him that made him worry? Was it the bruises? How did he even get them? He could only wonder as he sat in his room quietly waiting for the next day to come.

It was now the second day of school, first hour art class, and Grell was sitting sketching on a page in his sketchbook when Will walked in. "Hey." Will said as taking his seat.

"He-Hello." Grell responded cautiously not knowing how he should respond to the comment. He was a little uneasy on the count of the fresh bruises he had to sleep with last night.

"So...What are you drawing?" Will asked trying to make conversation as he leaned over to try and catch a glimse.

"Its not ready yet." Grell said quickly as he shut his sketchbook closed. Feeling rude he apologized, "I'm sorry, I just don't have many people talk to me you know." Grell looked around to make sure no one was watching him. "I think you should really stop talking to me."

"Why? There doesn't seem to be anything wrong about you." Will stated simpily as he shifted his body to face Grell better.

Grell looked down at his feet. "If you want to make friends here I really suggest not talking to me." He hid his face behind his long red colored hair.

"We can be friends." Will said as adjusting his glasses on his face.

"I don't think we should."

"How-Why not?" Will asked still confused about his statements.

"Look around do you see anyone else talking to me? No. That means there is something wrong with me and that if you want a good reputation you should stay clear. Get It?"

Before Will could even reply to his comment the teacher walked in and explained their first project. The project was a 'getting to know you.' project. The students were to study someone else's background, their aura and personality and design it on a canvas. "Alright everyone pair up" She said as gesturing her hands to do so.

Will watched the class. Everyone went to their individual friend, everyone avoided Grell at all costs. Will wasn't going to have it, if he was going to get to know this guy and get him to open up somehow he needed to let him know he didn't care about what anyone else thought. So Will stood up and partnered with Grell. He got many looks. Many of them were suprised looks along with disgusted looks, but to him they didn't matter he didn't even pay them any mind. He only looked at Grell's surprised face as he stood next to him.

"Your going to regret it." He whispered.

"If I do, I did it to myself." Was Will's response.

Throughout the rest of the school day Will seemed to notice that everyone was watching him. Not like "Hey yeah he's new." more like the "He did what?" look. Will made it a goal to understand what was going on through Grell's mind and why he had no friends.

After school Will was confronted by Grell. "Hey." He simpily said, his head still facing the ground making his glasses fall to the tip of his nose.

"Hey, you ready to get this project started? Your house or mine?" (A/N: no pun intended for anything. XD) Will said as gathering his books and art supplies.

"Mine."Grell spoke up."Just to show you why no one likes me."

"Ok Grell." Will responded knowing that it must have taken Grell a whole lot of confidence to say what he did.

"Say...Will. We-We are friends...right?" Grell asked shyly.

"Yeah I guess so."

"Could you promise to not hate me after I show you?"

Will didn't really know where this was going. He was more curious after that comment, but still he made a promise to himself to get closer to Grell so he responded, "I promise."

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