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"(y/n)! wait up!" petey's soft voice called from behind me.

fuck, it's pete... again.

unbeknownst to pete, i was actually trying to avoid him. yesterday was my second day at bullworth and ever since i asked pete for help in art he wouldn't leave me alone. and unlucky for me, we had every class together. what are the odds? the only time i had away from the boy was when i was in my dorm. even though he was a sweet boy, i knew better than to get attached to anyone in this hellhole.

shortly after hearing his voice i picked up my pace and rushed into the main building hoping that he would lose sight of me.

after stopping in the middle of the 1st floor to look at the school map, i felt someone's hand land on and softly grip my shoulder.

"you're..... really.... fast...." petey panted, obviously tired from running after me.

i put on a fake smile, "don't wanna be late!" i said a little too enthusiastically.

"yeah, you're right," he said still catching his breath. petey held up his index finger signaling me to wait.

i looked around awkwardly waiting for pete to breathe normally again. i hastily pulled down my skirt, to cover my butt more, after catching someone checking me out. it was a boy with freckles on his cheeks, a gold earring, and a buzz cut. i made eye contact with him making him quickly look away. what a creep.

"who are you looking at?" pete quizzed looking up at me with a slight smile.

i glanced at pete, "freckles over there." i scowled, "he was staring at me. like a pervert." i clenched my fists.

"that's jimmy, he proba-"

"is femme boy here bothering you?" an unknown voice asked from behind me. i turned around to see a tall boy with his arm around pete. he held an evil smile.

i wanted to tell him yes but i also didn't want to hurt petey's feelings. i rose my eyebrow at him, "no, why?"

"it's just," he faked a frown, "he's usually really annoying." his devious smile returned as he finished his sentence.

"leave me alone!" petey shrugged him off his shoulders.

the boy, who i still didn't know the name of, put his hands up in defense, "hey! calm down pet-"

"what's your name?" i cut him off, tired of hearing them go back and forth.

he looked me up and down and smirked, "gary smith, and you?"

"(y/n) (l/n)" i replied. man, he was odd. i wished the bell would ring so i could escape this weird situation. it's only my third day and things are already getting worse.

as if hearing my thoughts, the bell rung, "well, i've got to go," i rushed out, "see ya later scarface." i insulted, "come on pete." i began to walk away.

"bitch," gary spat out harshly. but i could practically hear the smile on his face. it was evident in his voice. i smirked to myself. i loved getting under people's skin.

———— time skip to english

i placed my head in my hand out of boredom. i looked at the clock. still 30 minutes till the end of class. great.

i looked up to see pete, gary, and the creep from earlier, who pete called jimmy, looking at me. when they noticed i looked at them they all snapped their heads to the front of the class.

i scrunched my eyebrows together, "weird," i whispered to myself.

"everyone find a partner!" the teacher called. i looked around the room. just brilliant, i don't like anyone in this class. heck, i don't like anyone at bullworth.

"just go! do it!" i heard tiny whispers from across the room.

i looked over in the direction of the voice and saw jimmy pushing gary in my direction.

gary walked up to me with his chin up. don't forget the smile on his face, his signature.

"scarface." i acknowledged him.

he ignored what i said and asked, "do you want to be my partner?" he rubbed the back of his neck.

i looked around the class to see everyone partnered up. i sighed. remembering something, i smirked, "i thought i was a bitch." i crossed my arms.

his cheeks tinted a light shade of red, "you heard that?"

i nodded my head and shrugged, "don't stress it. but yeah sure i'll be your partner."

"i knew you couldn't resist me." gary smiled and sat down next to me.

i chuckled, "yeah, right. it's only because everyone else was taken, stupid."

"sure," he dragged out the 'u'.

the teacher clapped, "now that everyone has a partner...." i stopped paying attention to him.i thought about the conversation i had with gary just a second ago. i couldn't help but smile.

"what are you smiling at? you thinkin' about me?" gary questioned with a smirk.

he caught me off guard. i blushed, "n-no," i stuttered and looked down hoping he wouldn't notice my blush. luckily he didn't. or at least i don't think.

gary was... an interesting character.

———— time skip to lunch

it was officially lunchtime! i was starving. talking to pete and gary this morning stopped me from getting breakfast. which would explain why i was so hungry at the moment.

i walked into the lunchroom with my head down, not trying to be noticed. this caused me to run into someone. someone tall and muscular.

"hey cutie." the jock winked at me.

i looked up at him. casey. he's been flirting with me since my first day. "casey, how times do i have to tell you? leave me alone before i have to rip your trachea out of your throat," i threatened.

he put his hand on my lower waist his fingers barely touching my butt, "you don't mean that." he pulled me closer to him and smiled. i looked around to see if anyone was looking. everyone was.

"get off her, jock scum," i heard gary yell to casey. he must have just walked in. he ran up to casey and swung. casey immediately let me go and hit him back. i backed up staring at the fight happening in front of me. i wasn't sure if i should've stopped it or should've grabbed popcorn and continue to watch. instead, i just watched in shock. like i was frozen.

jimmy and ted came in shortly after and broke them up. while ted pulled casey back he winked at me and smiled, blood dripped down his lip. i looked over gary, oddly caring about him. it was a weird feeling. this morning i couldn't care about the asshole and now i'm concerned about his well being.

i could hear gary cursing under his breath. he yanked his body out of jimmy's grasp, "i didn't need your help jimmy." he mumbled under his breath and walked out of the lunchroom. before the door closed you could see a prefect drag him up to crabblesnitch's office.

damn.

————— tiny time skip

pete and i were sitting on the couch in the front office. pete dragged me up here with him after jimmy refused to go saying 'he had better things to do'. whatever that meant.

i wonder what they were doing in there, seeing as pete and i had been sitting here for a good 15 minutes.

i looked over to see a shaking pete, "are you okay?" i asked him.

"have to pee," he replied, still shaking his knees.

"go, i'll be fine on my own. gary will probably be a while," i told him.

"okay, i'll be fast." he stood up and ran to the restroom. i chuckled to myself. what an interesting boy.

as if on cue, right after pete left, gary walked out, "i don't want to see you here again boy!" crabblesnitch exclaimed and closed his door.

gary rolled his eyes and looked at me. he smirked, "you just couldn't wait to see me again, could you?"

i stood up, "no actually, pete wanted to wait for you. he just dragged me with him." i crossed my arms.

"where is he now then?" he moved in closer.

i backed up, causing the back of my knees to hit the chair behind me, "t-the bathroom," i stuttered suddenly getting nervous.

he moved in closer, leaving about an inch between us, "why are you so nervous?" he smiled evilly.

"im n-not ner-"

"you're out already gary?" pete joined in. gary immediately backed up.

"you know it femme boy. you know what, i'm hungry, let's go back to the cafeteria." gary said putting his arm around pete. while walking he turned around and winked at me. that sent a chill down my spine. i mumbled a quick 'ew' and walked down to my locker.

—————— later that night

"crap," i mumbled to myself after losing the phone game, "i'm so trash," i said to myself restarting the game again.

i heard my door open and close. without turning around i said, "beatrice, i don't know who has your notes, so for the third day in a row i don't have your shit," i turned around, "oh," i frowned, "hi gary."

"i heard you're on medication." he came closer.

i crossed my arms and furrowed my eyebrows, "who told you that?"

"nothing escapes my notice." he smiled sinisterly.

"yeah i am, why do you care?" i turned back around.

ignoring my question, "what for?" i heard him sit on my bed.

"what do you take yours for?"

"why do you-"

i cocked my head to the side and faced him, "someone like you is definitely on medication." i cut him off.

he made a pissed off face, "they're mood stabilizers."

"bpd, so me too," i stated.

"bpd?" he looked up.

"borderline personality disorder."

"nice," he smirked.

"not really. i have really unstable relationships, moods, and pretty much everything. which is why i try not to get attached to people." i frowned.

"i'm gonna need your help with something," he looked me in the eyes.

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"pencil please," gary asked.

gary and i were spying on the greasers. he said he needed to 'spy on them for information.' it seemed like fun so i tagged along. he also told me my unstableness would help with his plans. i don't see how but i didn't question him. over the few days, i've grown closer to the brown-eyed boy. he wasn't too bad. it just wasn't a good day for me when we met, causing me to be very irritable and anxious. and the way he was acting made it seem like it was an off day for him too.

i handed him a pencil, "hey gary?"

he hummed and jotted down some notes.

"why did you defend me? when casey was touching me." i shivered while thinking back on the memory.

it was quiet for a little, "only because he's a pig that doesn't know boundaries." he finally replied sharply.

"oh," i paused, "well thanks." i hugged him from the back.

"don't mention it," he said, his voice softer.

————————— a few months later

"gary, you gotta take em!" i said, my head in his lap.

"but i feel so trapped in my head with them." he looked down at me.

"well, you're going to be for real trapped in an asylum if you don't. i'll walk you to the nurse myself if i have to." i turned my head back to the tv, continuing to watch the game.

we sat silence, occasionally cursing under breath when our respective teams missed a shot. gary started to play with my hair, "why are you touching my hair?" i asked him, not taking my eyes off the screen.

"your hair is pretty and soft," he said like he was in trance. like he didn't know what he was saying.

i blushed, "okay then," i awkwardly replied.

"why don't you guys just date already, you both like each other anyway." jimmy looked at us.

gary and i looked at each other, wide-eyed, "y-you like me?" we said at the same time.

we both nodded at heads at the same time. gary scratched the back of his neck, "so do you-"

i cut him off, "i would love to be your girlfriend." i smiled at him.

"wow. two unstable people together." jimmy shook his head, "what are we gonna do?" i heard pete chuckle from over at the soda machine.

"how did you find out? i never told you anything." i sat up.

"pete." jimmy said, turning back to the tv.

i stood up and clenched my fist, "peter kowalski. i'm gonna fucking kill you!" i yelled running after the short boy.

————— later that day

"i can't believe he hit me back." i held the ice to my cheek.

"you did rile him up." gary laughed.

"it's not funny, gary. i'm hurt!" i wined.

gary jumped on top of me and started tickling me, "is it funny now?"

i started squirming around, "gary stop!" i laughed loudly.

maybe getting attached to one person won't be so bad.

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this ending was weird....

-aaliyah 💗