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Arthur was now outside his house. He sighed and set his skateboard down. As he went to get on his skateboard, his stomach growled like it always did.

"Bloody hell." Arthur said as he got on his skateboard and started to make his way down the street. He looked around as he kept pushing himself with one foot and balanced with the other, occasionally putting both feet on the board. Arthur kept going till he reached the school. He kicked his skateboard up and held it at his side.

"It's Alfred!" someone yelled. Arthur kept walking and watched as a bunch of cheerleaders and football players gathered around Alfred as he got out of his car.

"Damn people." Arthur nodded to himself as he kept walking. He walked past the car and glanced at it once more. His eyes met Alfreds. Alfred smiled and waved at him. Arthur rolled his eyes and kept walking.

"He's the worst of them all." Arthur thought out loud. He walked till he got inside the school and went to his locker.

"Hey everyone! Time for your morning announcements! Today during 6th period will be a pep rally. Everyone is to report to the gym and sit in the bleachers on the right side of the gym. All football players and cheerleaders report to the gym at the beginning of 5th period to get ready. In other news, cast your votes for prom king and queen starting today! Prom is coming up soon, and it's up to you to vote." the annoucements ended. Arthur huffed. If there was one thing he hated more than people, it was pep rallys. There was too much noise, and it gave the jocks a reason to show their pride off. It gave the cheerleaders excuses to be as slutty as possible with the players, especially Alfred.

"Kill me already." Arthur commented to himself as he closed his locker and yelped. He looked at the person standing beside him. Arthur sighed.

"What do you want, Francis?" Arthur said as he held his books and started to walk. Francis Bonnefoy was the schools pervert. He was also a player, and pedophile, a stalker, and whatever else that fell into a category of sexually active. Arthur absoluetley hated him. He might have even hated him more than Alfred. That was a big deal for the punk.

"Honhonhon, well I was wondering if you were free after school." Francis stated. Arthur rolled his eyes and smirked. Maybe he could play with this for a bit till bell rang.

"No, Francis shouldn't you be attempting to get another quick fuck before school that wasn't me?" Arthur asked.

"No, I told you I would keep trying." Francis smiled.

"Go fuck yourself." Arthur said as he walked into 1st period, History. Francis followed and sat in his own seat. Then, came the one person that really set Arthur off. Alfred walked into the room and almost the whole class cheered.

'He could go and fuck himself too.' Arthur thought. He sighed and watched as Alfred sat next to him. Alfred tapped Arthur on the shoulder. Arthur huffed.

"What?" Arthur asked without looking at the jock.

"Dude, could you lend me a pencil?" Alfred asked. Arthur looked at Alfred and shook his head.

"Why don't you ask your girlfriend who is so obviously stalking you right now?" Arthur said as he pointed to another teenager on the other side of Alfred.

"What? Oh, Amelia. I'd rather not." Alfred laughed nervously.

Amelia Johnson ((Can't have Amelia F. Jones your derps.)) was Alfreds girlfriend and head of the cheerleaders. She had short, curly blonde hair and blue eyes. Her skin was always tan no matter what, and her lips always dressed with red lipstick. She was always with Alfred, and always made a big deal if he wasn't with her.

"And why would that be? Finally accepting the fact you're dating for the popularity and Amelia's a controlling stalker?" Arthur smirked. Alfred put on an angry expression which Arthur could see right through. He of all people would know an angry expression.

"No! I just don't want to bother her. She seems really, uh, busy?" Alfred said not so convincingly.

"Yeah, putting on makeup seems like a really hard task." Arthur said as he handed Alfred a pen.

"I asked for a pencil." Alfred said.

"Would you rather have nothing?" Arthur asked looking back at his notes. Alfred huffed and turned to his own notebook.

-lunch-

Arthur hated the lunchroom. This was the room of terror for Arthur and all the other outcasts at the school. There were a total of 25 round tables in the large building. The main floor had two staircases that led up to an upstairs eating place that looked down upon the downstairs eating place. All the popular people meaning the jocks, cheerleaders, and the good looking rare few sat on the upstairs level. All the outcasts meaning the nerds, 'ugly' freaks, awkward people, and different people like Arthur sat on the lower level. This room was simply a room to show who was better and meant for nothing else.

Arthur stood in line for his food. He held his tray and walked along as he picked different things that seemed edible to him. Arthur didn't eat much any time of the day. His lunch was his breakfast and sometimes his dinner. Even if he knew he would not be getting a dinner, he chose to eat very little. Arthur sighed and started to walk to his table. Despite being a freak, Arthur had friends. He sat down and looked at his food.

"Hi Arthur!" a small imaginary green bunny said. ((It's so pitiful! I'm sorry Artie!)) Arthur kept quiet and started to eat his food.

"Ello." Arthur said quietly. The bunny, also having wings, flew around Arthur and sat on his shoulder.

"What are you doing, Mint?" Arthur asked.

"Talking to yourself again freak!?" Gilbert, another jock, asked as he pushed Arthurs shoulder forward and walked upstairs. Arthur was pushed forward just as he opened his soda and it spilled onto him. He sighed and wiped as much as he could from his shirt.

"Damn it." Arthur said bluntly. He got up and ran to the bathroom trying to avoid as many stares as possible.

Alfred was currently upstairs sitting with Amelia when Gilbert came upstairs.

"Hey Gil!" Alfred shouted and patted the other seat next to him. Gilbert smiled and walked over.

"Hello Gilly!" Amelia giggled. Alfred rolled his eyes and started to talk to Gilbert. They laughed until the bell for 5th period sounded.

"I'll be at the locker rooms in a minute Gil! I forgot my bag in the bathroom earlier." Alfred said as he waved and ran off.

How was that?