“Hey Nick,” you say with a smile while looking up from your dresser with pictures of you and your friends on it. He glares at you as he sets his bag down. “What? Have a bad day or something?” you ask.
“Kinda, that school is full of a bunch of fags,” he says.
“That’s nice,” you say looking at him funny. “So is my school,” you say.
“Hey,” Marshall says sitting you lightly.
“I didn’t mean you,” you say and hit him back. “So calm down,”
“So who is this?” Nick asks.
“My friend Marshall,” you say. Marshall gives Nick a slight smile.
“Ok,” Nick says and does...
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