2 weeks earlier
Chazz's pov
"I don't see why the art class should be assisting with the damn dance set up!" I grumbled annoyed having to haul decorations throughout the gym. The dance was next week and on top of still having to work on all my extra work for classes, the Art teacher decided I wasn't doing ENOUGH and said that I had to help the Drama kids set up for the Dance, along with a couple other kids from my art class.
I wasn't completely annoyed once I found out Johan and Aster had been selected to do the work as well. We were just meant to gather the decorations for the theme of the event, which according to Principal Hawkins was a Mythical Winter.
Since several members of the art and Drama club didn't understand the phrase Mythical, I had to try helping in explaining along side Johan.
"See what it is….It's basically creatures of myth and legends…" Sadly knowing how ridiculous people are, the first thing someone decided to ask was this. "Does that mean Werewolves are Legends?"
Both Johan and I had the same pained expression. How idiotic could people be? Like I was gonna try explaining to them that there were furry shapeshifters living in the woods. Hell no, I'll let them live out their delusions.
"Sure, I'll let you think that as you may. But if you end up coming dressed up like that I'll drop fleas all over you." I retorted which made the others flinch.
Aster wacked me on the back. "Knock it off, Chazz." He gave a warm smile to the others, as I glare at him for the sudden pain going down my back. "Oi, that hurt, love!" I grumbled again.
"Stay focused you two." Johan murmured as they went through the decorations in the supply closets around the school looking for the right Decor. "Since when have you been the one to keep his eyes on his work?" I pointed out jabbing my finger at him at the same time.
Johan just shook his head letting out a sigh before walking out of the closet and turning the corner. "Oi! Where you going?" I yelled at him causing the emerald green eyes of said Norwegian boy to look back at me. "Toilet! Geez, Chazz!" He huffed in annoyance as he walked away.
The other kids paid no mind as they took Johan's place inside the closet looking for the decorations as Aster pulled me aside. "Chazz, don't take your frustrations out on Johan… he's going through the same mess you are." Aster gave my arm a sympathetic squeeze but I shook my head in irritation.
"He won't understand. He's leagues from understanding how I feel involving Yuki." I blurted out sending a glare to Aster out of pure frustration. Aster's blue eyes gazed at me with undeniable support that he didn't even flinch at my outburst.
Aster smiled kindly looking at me a bit longer keeping my gaze. "He's your best friend, of course Johan couldn't understand. You've had years of friendship under your belt." It's like aster knew right away, and that's what I wasn't used to. Someone seeing my brewing emotions under the surface.
Yuki saw through my façade years ago and now here I am getting seen by my own boyfriend. It's jarring in a manner that my best friend and my boyfriend could read me so well…
"He will never know… how heart breaking it was to be in that hospital and hear Yuki's heart flatlining…" I cling to Aster for a moment trying to steady myself as I felt waves of tears trying to swallow me and burst like a dam. School was one place I refused to let tears fall after the first time right when I met Yuki.
Aster tugged me away from the students still rummaging in the closet to behind the stairwell nearby and took me in his arms pressing me close to his chest, my chin resting on his shoulder. "And I should've been there… to hold you just like this, Chazz… You were scared and terrified that you lost your best friend."
Aster words pulled at my heart as I gripped the back of his turquoise shirt and sobbed. It was a stifled sob but one nonetheless as my tears fell into his shirt as we both held each other in our arms.
I never had anything like that happen before. I'm never one to burst into tears at anything. Well the last time and first time was years ago the day my cork burst and everything can pouring out.
{10 years ago}
"Chazz sweet heart, your mother and I aren't gonna be around much these days. We're both going to be away filming movies. Your older brother Slade is gonna take care of you along with a live in maid. Please get used to the situation okay?"
They expected me to be okay with it. I was only 6 and already I felt more neglected than ever. School? I basically had an argument at every turn with the teacher. They assumed just cause I was a Princeton that I would kiss their ass and they would get an extra bonus per my parents.
Can anybody hear me? or Am I talking to myself?
"I told you I already did the work, Mr. Watergate!" Most often or not the teacher would claim they never got my work handed in even tho I finished it, so I would end up bringing my work home with me to do at home.
Now at kindergarten it wasn't much to deal with but the fact that it was a recurring issue and nobody could figure out why it was happening just added to the already big emotional baggage I had to deal with at home with Slade trying to be a parent even tho he was my older brother. He got put into a position we were both not happy with.
"How much work are you gonna bring home this time, Chazz? Your becoming such a disgrace to the family name." I didn't need to hear it from him, I was tired… I was 6 years old and tired of being treated like garbage..
My mind is running empty in this search for someone else, who doesn't look right through me
Everyone saw me just as a stepping stool. I couldn't remember anyone treating me fairly or kindly until that faithful day.
"Alright students we're gonna pair up in groups of three to complete this simple project." The class cheered in excitement as they went and started grouping up with other kids.
I remained at my desk, not really sure what I was gonna do. The school was in its 4th month and I hadn't made any friends, most of the class avoided me to either stay out of my way or stay out of trouble.
Its all just static in my head. can anybody tell me why? I'm Lonely like a satellite
I just sat at my desk not looking at anyone in particular as I kept my gaze down. I let out a small sigh until I felt a tug on my jacket and blink my eyes to look at the boy now in a seat behind me. "Huh? What do you want..?" I asked almost boredly, that's how emotionally tired I was.
"The project, d-do you wanna work with us..?" The one who tugged on my jacket wasn't the one who spoke, it was the tiny boy next to him with light blue hair and grey eyes behind glasses.
I looked from him to the one who had his grip on my jacket before looking around the room noticing everyone had already gotten in groups. I knew if I tried to argue Mr. Watergate would've yelled at me again and call me something rude.
Cause tonight I'm feeling like an astronaut sending sos from this tiny box.
"Sure…" I nodded casually as the two dragged me to their shared desk set up as the blue haired boy dragged over an empty desk to make the three group set up.
I rested my hand on my jaw and looked at them skeptically. The brunette who had his grip on. My jacket finally released as the two talked to each other trying to come up with an idea. I wasn't completely listening.
"Hey." A tap on my desk got my attention. It was the brunette again. I straighten up not realizing I had half laid my upper body on the desk to begin with.
And I lost all signal when i lifted off, now I'm stuck out here and the world forgot.
"What do you think of doing a movie comparison?" I blinked my eyes and thought that could've been a neat idea. The project was just to compare and contrast two different things. So maybe two different genres of movies could be a neat idea to look into.
"Like genre against genre..?" I brought it up and they both nodded. "So what's gonna be comparable?"
The blue haired boy albeit stuttering still gave his own opinion. "Maybe live action to animated films?" I thought for a moment and nodded my head. "It does sound interesting. Is this supposed to be a diagram situation or just a paper thing."
can I please come down? cause I'm tired of drifting round and round.
"We could make it fun and have it be a diagram." The brunette suggest. I didn't argue against it. The major detail was it had to be done over the weekend.
"We could do this at my house… my brothers got an extensive collection of films we could look through.." I said again boredly. Only reason I suggested it was so the Slader wouldn't be trying to call all over town to find out where I had ended up going missing to instead of working on stuff for school.
They didn't argue but insisted they'd bring the supplies they needed along with them.
Can i please come down?
Soon the weekend came and I open the door to let the both of them in. "Good morning.." the brunette gave a cheeky smile while the blue haired boy offered a small warm smile instead.
I let them inside to hear the both of them immediately scream in surprise. "ITS HUUUUGE!" It actually caught me off guard making my hoodie fall off my head as I flinched backwards.
"It's like a castle!" i sweated at their words. Yea it's even more like one once you figure out how empty it is… were my only thoughts as the brunette intruded on my thoughts.
"Are you by yourself? Wheres your mom and dad?" My eyes don't look at him as I buried that awful feeling in my chest again.
"Just my brother… Parents are away." I gutted out almost painfully. The both of them looked at me with almost disbelief on their faces. Why? Why should they even care..?
I walked over to the large table where we dispersed the items that the two of them had brought with them. With that done and my Butler working on lunch we proceeded back to the living room to do our comparison project between Live action movies and animated movies.
Hours of laughing went by as the day spun into evening as we completed the project I led the two to the door both surprising me by screaming. "Eh..? What's wrong..?" I look at them confused. They both turned around and started talking at the same time.
"We never got your name!" I sweated with surprise. These two didn't know..? But with how often I got called out..? I cleared my throat looking at them kinda bashfully. "C-Chazz… Princeton." I couldn't keep the stutter out of my introduction.
The small blue haired boy smiled widely. "I'm Syrus! Syrus Truesdale."
The brunette stuck out his hand to me. "Yuki Judai!" Syrus looked upset by his introduction as he was quick to jump in. "A-Aniki, you did it again!"
He looked at him confused. "Huh?"
"So.. Syrus and Yuki? Heh, nice names." I cracked a smile making the two look upset at my words. "Judai! Judai's my first name!"
"Nah but I like Yuki better haha." This made him get embarrassed as they walked out the door waving goodbye so they can enjoy the rest of their weekend with ease.
When I got to school the next day after walking there myself, I decided to drop my bag off in the classroom so I could head to the restroom. A couple minutes later I returned to my seat just as the school bell rang and for class to be in session.
Mr. Watergate called up groups at a time to bring up their completed projects. When it was our turn I reached into my bag to get out the poster we had used o make the project on. I panicked realizing the poster was nowhere to be found inside of my bag.
"No…No! Not again…!" My gaze went to the teacher who looked almost smugly at me for some reason while Yuki and Syrus gave me a confused look all together.
I couldn't breath…I felt like everything was crashing on me. Run….My brain couldn't think straight… Run….my breathing was hitched and caught in my throat to the point it was a rock.
Not again…I did the work…They saw me…They know I did the work…Yet my mouth refused to open and my brain refused to function to even come up with the words.
I felt the room spin with me in it as my stomach lurched. I could feel the stinging sensation in my eyes, a heavy burn as I haven't cried since finding out mom and dad weren't coming around the first 2 times. So…I do what I always do when I feel like everything is drowning… And thats…
"Chazz? Chazz!" Yuki and Syrus both cried my name.
Run away…