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Post by Cole Gryffon on Jul 11, 2013 16:08:21 GMT -5
"C'mon fag."
"Yeah, you /are/ a fag, right?"
Laughter filled the corner of the cafeteria and Cole could only be glad his brother had gone to the library and that Tyler was nowhere to be seen.
Cole whimpered as his scarf was grabbed and pulled tight, gagging faintly. Hair was tugged, forcing his head harshly back against the wall.
"I-" He broke off with a surprised gasp as a hand cupped his crotch, grinding against it.
"You like that huh?" One of the guys sneered.
"What's wrong? None of your brother's here to save you? You gonna go cry to your mommy?"
"Leave me alone..." Cole choked in his hushed voice.
The third guy picked a hamburger up off his tray, trying to shove it in his mouth.
"You don't like meat, but you like meat?" The hand at his crotch tightened and all three of them laughed at their idiotic pun.
Cole just closed his eyes, gagging and spitting the burger out, wishing the people over here would actually do something. But all the popular cliques were sitting around here. Nobody cared what happened to Cole by three football players.
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Post by noah on Jul 11, 2013 16:34:50 GMT -5
I grin as they laugh at what I'd said before taking a sip from my chocolate milk carton. I look over as I catch movement out the corner of my eye and I look over to see three of the JV football players harassing Shawn's brother. I knew his name -Cole- but I'd enver really spoken to him. "Where's a teacher?" I ask, looking around. "Man, just leave it. They'll kick your ass." Austin says, shaking his head. I roll my blue eyes and stand, putting my hands into the pockets of my panda hat that I had around my neck.
"Leave him alone." I say, stepping up beside them. They look me over, from my old grey Toms to my face before they start laughing.
"What're ya gonna do, tubby?" they ask, turning to face me.
"Oh, please. Can't you idiots come up with a better insult than that?" I ask, rolling my eyes.
"Now, if you'll kindly leave." I chirp, smiling at them broadly.
"What? You his fuck buddy?" one of them asks.
"No. Even if I was, I wouldn't tell you. Now, why don't you run off and get some nerd to do your homework before I walk over to Coach and tell him how you've been terrorizing Cole." I add, pointing to where Mr. McMillan had just walked into the cafeteria.
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Post by Cole Gryffon on Jul 11, 2013 16:55:47 GMT -5
Cole grunted as the guys let go of him, and his ass hit the floor.
Knees drew to his chest instantly, arms wrapping around them, head dropping to bury his face, trying and hide his humiliation from the world.
The three had stalked off but Cole still felt like there were eyes on him. His stomach was queezy, heart in his throat. "I'm fine," He managed to choke out in a strangled voice, the lie better than the truth. It was always his excuse anymore, so it came naturally. He peeked up shyly at the male, tring to ignore the taste of burger in his mouth. "Don't tell Shawn.." He begged, rubbing the back of his head and fixing blue hair. He'd recently dyed it with Shawn's help.
He felt violated, and just wanted to go get a drink. Except reaching for his wallet he found his cash was gone, sighed.
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Post by noah on Jul 11, 2013 18:02:16 GMT -5
I watch them go before turning to him. "C'mon, get up." I say, offering him my hand. Once he takes it I pull him to his feet, helping him to sit in a nearby chair at an empty table. I stand and dig through my pockets for a moment before finding what I was looking for. "Want a lolipop?" I ask cheerfully, holding it out to Cole. I plop myself down across from him, running a hand over ym shaggy brown hair. "What a bunch of braindead cunts, huh?" I add, shaking my head slightly. I take a blue pixistick from my pocket and tear the top off, tilting my head back to shake it into my mouth before wrinkling my nose at how sour it was.
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Post by Cole Gryffon on Jul 11, 2013 18:13:13 GMT -5
Cole reached for his hand hesitantly, getting up with his help and walkin over to the table with him.
Gentle eyes studied Noah after sitting down, watching him fish in his pockets, and he took the lollipop that was offered.
"Thanks.." Cole practically breathed, if anything glad for it to get rid of the sickening taste. Meat had always upset his stomach. Well, maybe not always. The past two years though, definitely. He wasn't sure why though.
Unwrapping the lollipop slowly he stuck it in his mouth, staring down at the table and nodding quietly with the question asked. "Yeah.." He agreed, rubbing at his head again. He wasn't one for fighting. Tyler and Jacob got into their share of fights, but Cole kept to the shadows, always. He'd probably never fought back when picked on. |
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Post by noah on Jul 11, 2013 20:36:58 GMT -5
"Not a problem, I have plenty of 'em." I reply, shrugging my shoulders slightly. I turn my blue gaze down towards the pixistick again, tearing off some of the excess paper before dumping more of the sugary stuff into my mouth again. "I'd tell Coach on em, get em kicked offa the team, but then we'd probably only both get it harder." I add, fidgeting with the hole in the knee of my skinny jeans. It'd serve them right for picking on Cole, but then both of us would probably get beat up- I considered myself lucky that they'd left this time. I dump the rest of the pixiestick into my mouth before crumping the paper in my hand. "I'm Noah, if ya don't know me." I say, nodding over at him cheerfully.
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Post by Cole Gryffon on Jul 11, 2013 20:58:12 GMT -5
"It's okay," He insisted softly, eyebrows furrowing. He didn't want to cause any trouble.
The sick feeling passed and Cole pulled th lollipop out as Noah spoke again. "Yeah, I know who you are." He murmured, smiling at him faintly. "Uh..thanks..for helping. You didn't have to."
His older brother scampered by, the blonde male pausing to ruffle Cole's hair. He jumped, looked up. "Can I have money fo a drink? I left mine at home.." Tyler gave him a few bucks before heading over to a few friends. Cole was glad he hadn't been around a few minutes before. There really would have been a fight then.
"I'll be back." He forced a fake smile at noah, leaving to get a gatorade before returning and plopping down in his seat again, lollipop back in his mouth.
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Post by noah on Jul 11, 2013 21:11:52 GMT -5
I shrug my shoulders as he goes on to act as if it wasn't a big deal. I knew it was, but I didn't want to upset him. "Not a problem, couldn't just leave ya there." I reply, standing to dig through my pockets again and pull out a package of gushers. I shit back down and attempt to open it, growling as I couldn't. Finally I close my feet around one edge of it and it bursts open, though, they were stuck together so none went flying into the air. I watch as his older brother walks over, giving Cole the money he asked for. I nod as he excuses himself. Austin catches my eye and motions me over. I ignore his beckoning and just stretch out an arm to wave at him happily, ignoring the odd looks that people gave me. "Welcome back." I say around a mouthful of gushers as he sits back down.
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Post by Cole Gryffon on Jul 11, 2013 22:52:49 GMT -5
Cole blinked at the wave, smiled a bit sheepishly. "Hey," He drawled, sipping his Gatorade and putting the lollipop again back into his mouth. He glanced over his shoulder at the table Noah had come from, and frowned slightly.
"You can go back over there if you want..." He almost whispered. "'M okay by myself." A shrug, though he didn't like being lonely. It was just easier sometimes, if his brothers weren't around. "They're probably more fun anyway." He forced another smile. It didn't reach his eyes.
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Post by noah on Jul 11, 2013 23:04:11 GMT -5
I stick another gusher into my mouth, shooting him a bright grin as he sat back down, glad that he hadn't just run for the hills. I shake my head as Cole says I can return to my table. "Nah. I like it over here." I reply, shrugging my shoulders slightly. "Unless ya want em to leave, I know I can be a tad bit.. over bearing sometimes." I continue, looking down at my hands as I pick apart a gusher. I stick one half in my mouth, looking back up at Cole. I push my shaggy brown hair out of my face, trying to ignore the craving for a cigarette that was raging inside of me. I knew that I could sneak out to the parking lot, but I didn't just want to up and leave him.
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Post by Cole Gryffon on Jul 12, 2013 2:00:14 GMT -5
"I have three, hyperactive brothers..you aren't overbearing," He murmured in tha still soft voice. A very faint smile touched at the corners of his lips and he twisted the lollipop stick between his thumb and index finger slowly while taking another sip of Gatorade before putting it back in his mouth.
Both hands free he twisted the cap shut on his bottle, looking around sowly before staring quietly down into his lap. He wasn't really sure what to say. Not many people knew him as the more outgoing boy he used to be.
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Post by noah on Jul 15, 2013 11:43:59 GMT -5
I shrug silently as he replies about his brothers, proving the point that I wasn't over bearing. I eat another gusher, brushing my bangs out of my face. I look over towards the door again before apparently making a decision. "You wanna come with me out into the parking lot?" I ask, stuffing the rest of the gushers in my mouth before wadding the package in my fist and stuffing it into the pocket of my skinny jeans. "Need a smoke." I explain, shrugging my shoulders. It couldn't be helped, not really. I didn't smoke in the bathroom- I hated school restrooms and it was rpetty easy to get caught, in the parking lot it wouldn't be as bad.
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Post by Cole Gryffon on Jul 16, 2013 5:09:46 GMT -5
Hesitant eyes flickered across Noah's face, watching him stuff the last of the gushers into his mouth. "Yeah..sure.." He whispered, remaining his quiet, mostly unspoken, softspoken self.
Cole got to his feet, dusting himself off self consciously and fixing his scarf before tossing the lollipop stick in the trash and grabbing his bottle. He toyed with a string on his jacket.
'Don't pull that out.'
Cole jumped, smiling faintly as he realized the voice was that of his twin rolling up to them.
'Stealing my friends huh?' Shawn teased with a crooked smile and Cole shook his head sheepishly.
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Post by noah on Jul 16, 2013 12:26:52 GMT -5
"Awesome." I say, a lopsided grin crossing my face before I stood. I pull the trash out of my pocket to throw it away, looking up as Shawn came over.
"You know he is." I reply sarcastically, pushing my hair out of my face before winking at Cole.
"We were gonna go out to the parking lot, you wanna come?" I ask, patting my pocket to make sure that my pack was there. Sometimes I forgot it and left it in my bookbag in the classroom, which screwed me over rpetty bad when I had a craving.
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Post by Cole Gryffon on Jul 17, 2013 3:00:31 GMT -5
"Am not.." Cole complained in his hushed tone, fidgeting even more.
Shawn glanced around, and shrugged his shoulders. Fingers tapped the arm of his wheelchair. 'Sure.'
Cole relaxed some. He was always more comfortable with Shawn around. His twin was the only one who seemed able to get more than a few words, much less a sentence out of him.
And sadly Cole tried to keep it that way. He was afraid of change.. Fixing his scarf again he sighed softly, stuffing hands into his pockets before he pulled that string loose.
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