Third POV

    It was the first day back to school, first day of freshman year. A sad blond haired boy was using his hoodie to hide a bruise that his father had left on him the night before. The boy had accidentally spilled wine on his fathers newest flings dress, which was a grave crime. He'd tried his best to apologize, but his father wasn't having it.
    The blond boy kept his head down and shuffled around til he got to class, before promptly sitting down in the back, alone.
Or so he thought.
      "Hey, you have something right here" the kid pointed at his black eye and frowned, his hand slowly dropping as he realized what it was. "Who'd you get in a fight with?"
     "I didn't, I fell" the blond boy lied as he glanced over and seen a boy with black hair.
     "That's a lie" the black haired boy said with a pout, "tell the truth already"
     "That is the truth" the blond frowned
    "No, it isn't" the other frowned more and looked at his face straight on, "I know a black eye when I see one"
    "Quiet in the back!" The teacher yelled, silencing both boys. "Okay class, we are doing a several partner activities this year, please be nice to whoever I assign to you, you will be doing several activities together this coming year" the teacher announced as she started calling off roll and pairing kids.
    ".....Eric and Twain, beck and Kenneth..." the teacher listed.
    Kenneth, the blond boy, looked around nervously, who'd he have to talk to now?
     "Who's Kenneth?" The black haired boy next to him scoffed. Kenneth's head jerked to look at the black haired boy and frowned.
    "Beck..?" He asked With uncertainty. The black haired boy turned his head and looked at him, before frowning.
     "Oh Fock" beck cussed with a groan

Time skip to their first project-

Beck and Kenny had an upcoming and important project to do... and they'd avoided meeting up until the very last night. They planned to go to Kenny's house when his dad wasn't home. At the moment they sat on Kenneth's bed doing the work
"Kenneth, what's that supposed to say" beck frowned as he snatched the paper away from him. Kenneth huffed and blew hair out of his face.
"It's my name." He said in annoyance.
"YOU CANT SPELL YOUR OWN NAME!" Beck yelled, before pausing and starting to laugh
"what? That's how it's spelled!" Kenneth whined out
     "Just forget it, Kenny" beck said and snickered. Kenny tolled his eyes and kept working

Months later—-

   "Kenny!" Beck yelled as he ran up to his friend, "look!" He said and showed him a filer for basketball sign ups. "You like playing don't you?" He laughed and Kenny looked at the flier.
     "You think I'd be good?" He asked beck
    "Yep!"
"Then I'll join" Kenny smiled