A/N: Hey everyone! I'm glad I have some people following this story! It's the first time I've written in a LONG time. So if y'all could leave some comments to let know what you think? That'd be great. Here is chapter 3! Hope you enjoy it!

Troy has spent the whole class grinding his teeth in anger at the thought of what chad might have done, chewing on his pencil eraser impatiently as the clocked ticked slowly and looking sympathetically at the blonde to his right.

Troy didn't know if Ryan could feel his stare but he hoped he could. Just to know that someone was there for him if nothing else.

Ryan could definitely feel Troy's stare. But he knew if he looked up it would all be over so he kept his eyes on the teacher the whole period he would wait till he was home to deal with these emotions, privately.

The bell rang. 'Finally' Troy thought, It took all of Ryan's self control not to visibly jump at the sound of the bell. He sighed in relief, 'one class left' he thought.

Troy was about to get Ryan's attention but the teacher spoke first "Mr. Evans, could you stay for a second please?" She asked. He just nodded.

Troy huffed silently and then he spotted Chad walking out the door, totally in a daze.

That's why he had a look of shock when Troy caught up with him in 3 easy strides and spun him around and pushed him up against the lockers.

"What the hell man?" Chad said, clearly startled out of his thoughts. "Did you do that to him?" Troy demanded in a low growl.

~Chad's POV~

I walked silently to the door of the classroom to head to my last class. Thank God it was just study hall. By the time I'm exiting the door I've made my decision.

I'm not telling Troy anything. I'll wait it out. Maybe it was a one time thing. I'm completely startled out of my thoughts when I'm pushed up against the lockers.

"What the hell man" I say as I shoot a glare at Troy. "Did you do that?" He growled out at me.

I just frowned more. "Do what exactly?" I asking hoping the utter confusion I was feeling was showing. It was. Troy backed up a little.

~Troy's POV~

'Calm down Troy, this is your best friend ' I had to take a deep breath. I figured it smart to listen to that little voice.

I let out a breath and back up off Chad a little. 'He's obviously confused' I think to myself. I stop for a second and gather my thoughts.

'Why in the world am I THIS mad?' I let out another breath, controlling myself.

'That's a discussion for another time you annoying little voice!' I scolded my inner voice for horrible timing.

"Ryan's face...Did you do that?"I asked, calmly this time.

~Normal POV~

Chad's face was a mixture of emotions. But they all got clouded over by one in particular, anger. "You think I hit him?" He asked incredulously.

Before Troy could answer he continued "You think I hit anyone?" He spat. Chad had to breathe. "Troy when have you known me to lay my hands on someone?" Troy thought but only for a second "Never..." he muttered.

"Exactly" Chad stated. "And I have no reason to start now" he finished more softly.

Troy sighed in frustration and sent his fist into the locker next to Chad's head.

Chad didn't even flinch he knew Troy wasn't going to hit him. But to on lookers it looked like he was about to knock him out.

They here a squeak and both turn their head to see Ryan standing there.

When he saw they were looking he adverted his eyes and was about to walk away.

Troy was quick 'when did he get that fast' Chad thought amusingly to himself. Troy grabbed Ryan's arm to stop him.

He grabbed his upper arm and Ryan froze for a second then spun around to face Troy.

Holding the book from their last class haphazardly in front of his face. 'Protecting himself?' Troy thought 'From me?'

Troy's heart sank a little when he looked at Ryan who of course adverted his eyes. But not before Troy saw it. The pure fear that lay in those beautiful eyes.

He immediately released his grip on Ryan. 'Beautiful?' His inner voice chided Troy just huffed.

"Ca...can I j...just g...go?" Ryan asked softly, stammering over his words, and still not looking at the other two boys.

"Of course" Troy breathed out, not wanting to scare him. Ryan backed away slowly and headed towards the study hall room.

~Ryan's POV~

'Stupid teacher' I mumble as I'm walking away. 'Why in the world does she think I'd like to do theater?' I contemplate.

I then look down at my outfit and huff out an 'Oh, yeah, that'. I finally make it to the door of the classroom and open it.

What I see is shocking to say the least. I see an angry Chad and an even more angry Troy. They seem to be arguing.

I want to break it up but I freeze. 'I don't want to be caught between the two.' I think

'My luck they'll decide to forget what they're arguing about and beat me up instead' I think bitterly.

'I'd better just go' I'm about to turn to leave when I see Troy bring his hand back.

I thought for sure he'd hit Chad. I closed my eyes so I didn't have to see the impact.

I hear a noise that sounds like metal being hit, I squeak out loud and my eyes shoot open. Both boys turn to look at me.

'Uhoh' I think so gracefully. 'I'll just...' As I'm turning to leave I feel a grip on my upper arm I freeze for a moment.

That moment feels like an eternity to me, I have a quick flashback of my dad grabbing my arm and hauling me backwards saying "come ere you little faggot" in a drunken slur.

I break that trance fairly quickly and I spin around to make sure it isn't really him, but just in case I have my book in front of me.

I meet Troy's eyes for a millisecond. Then mine are on the floor waiting for a punch, an insult something.

But he just lets go, quickly like I'm on fire or something.

I asked if I could just go. And he said yes?? 'What is he playing at' I thought as I walked quickly to study hall.

~Normal POV~

Troy shot a questioning look over his shoulder to Chad, who in turn just shrugged. They both made their way to the study hall room in silence.

A/N: well that was cheaper 3! Please tell me what you think so far!!