You have no feelings!!

Pete woke to a familiar sensation of cold, damp concrete beneath his cheek. As he stood memories flooded back in a rush making him groan. That fux Andy was in for it. He began running in the direction of the school.

Patrick flinched as a jock felt him up. It was the usual routine but he felt more vulnurable and broken then usual. Andy was next to him, acting as if nothing had happened and joking around with Joe like it was a normal day.

He never saw the blur of a red, tattered hoody.

Pete's fist slammed into the grinning face of the harassing jock, a crack making Pat jump. He turned toward both friends, fists clenched.

"Outside now, both of you, don't fux with me today..."

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 Pat bit his lip as Andy was shoved angrily against the brick wall of the school yard. Pete just glared at the non caring boy and huffed as he let him slide down the wall.

"Pat, were going home, now..."

He snatched a delicate wrist and wrung it toward the school gate.