*Garroth's POV*

I watched the door carefully, keeping an eye out for Laurance. I heard Dante whispering my name, but I ignored him. I don't know what got me so suddenly concerned for Laurance, but...I am. Maybe...earlier events caused this... The way he seemed so worried, about my health...

Or, maybe this just have to deal with this...weekend's...events... Ahem... Who knows? But, whatever the reason, I'm not sure how to feel about it... Stupid Laurance, making me have complicated feelings...

"Garroth!" Dante whisper-yelled, and I turned to shush him. He glared at me for a moment, shaking his head. "Garroth, you've been staring at that door, the entire class period. What are you waiting for?"

"Laurance..," I admitted, flicking my pencil. Thankfully, my headache subsided. "I saw him in the hall, and he looked...pissed."

"I know what you mean... I don't know what's gotten into him..," Dante sighed, staring up at the front of the class. "Just wait it out, alright. I'm sure everything's fine... Didn't know you were so concerned about him. Somebody got a crush~?"

Dante nudged my shoulder, chuckling. I rolled my eyes, feeling a small blush upon my face. No. He, unknowingly, broke my heart. I...hate him... I don't have a crush on him...anymore. Right..?

"No, definitely not. Never in a million years," I scoffed, doodling something in my notes, so it looked like I was paying attention. "I have the right to be worried about someone. I know you're super into him, Dante...  But, you needn't be so obvious  about it," I winked at him, and it was his turn to roll his eyes.

"Haha. So funny. My eyes, are set on someone else..," a light blush was present on his face. He didn't need to say any names, for me to know he was referring to my baby brother- Vylad. It's not like, he completely obvious about it, or anything! No, not at all...

"Yeah, uh-huh," I smirked, writing down random blurbs about whatever the teacher was rambling about. "Dante, I know that your gay...head, is completely talking 'bout Vylad."

"Pfft. You're just trying to change the subject, because you're trying to avoid the subject of Laurance...because you have fallen for him, and you know you can't actually date him, because he's straight, and has a girlfriend," Dante huffed, and I sighed. I guess...he was right. Have I truly fallen for Laurance Freaking Zvahl? Maybe...

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~Later That Day~

After class, I stormed through the hallways. I kept a careful eye out for Laurance, occasionally calling his name. He's missed two class periods! And, I checked the sign out in the nurse's office, and he didn't leave the school.

I spotted Hussie Lucinda chatting with...ugh, Ivy. She seemed a little...upset. I wonder if her and Laurance got into a fight or something? Could that be the reason, he's missed his classes? Over, this...gah! Seriously?! Who'd skip class over a relationship?!

...

Okay, listen...I was only late to class, after that cruel breakup. Laurance brought me to class. But, two whole classes! That's just absurd.

...

You know what? Imma just stop talking... Gene made me do a lot of stupid stuff, looking back on it, okay? Lucinda's different...maybe. I don't really know...

But, I'm going to find Laurance. Where would he be? If I were Laurance...and I got in a fight with my girlfriend...where would I go..?

In the dumpster, where I belong. Because I'm Laurance, and I'm trashy...

Okay, but seriously... It's a big school, but there's not many places where you would have access to freely roam. There's the locker room; the courtyard; the cafeteria; the gym; the-!

Oh, there's so many places! Where the Hell could he be?! Better start looking, I guess...

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*Laurance's POV*

I sat on the bathroom floor, staring off into space. I wiped my eyes of any tears, as I held my notebook close to my chest. I stayed silent, and still. I simply just counted things, to hopefully make time go by faster.

The amount of cracks on the wall.

The amount of tiles on the floor.

The number of sinks.

Anything to take my mind off of what happened.

The restroom door swung open, to reveal a blonde boy. He looked exhausted, and he was panting. He closed the door, running to my side. I merely sat still, ignoring his presence.

"Laurance...I've been looking everywhere for you. You've had Dante and I worried sick. You've missed two class periods! What the Hell have you been doing?!"

I didn't look at him, I just toyed with the buttons on my school uniform. The boy sat down next to me, in complete silence.

"I know something is bothering you, Laurance. You've been distant all day, and I figured something was bugging you. Now, you're here on the restroom floor. If you need someone to talk to, I'll be right here. You can talk to me whenever, I'm not going anywhere."

I finally looked into his cyan eyes. He gave a patient smile to me, causing me to slightly smile back. Without giving it a second thought, I threw my arms around him. He returned the hug, softly patting my back.

"Thank you, Garroth."

"You're welcome, Laurance," Garroth pulled away from me, his cheeks pink. "I-I know...how hard it is... I don't know what exactly caused this...but, I know how it feels...to feel like you're alone... B-But, you're not..."

"I know..," I managed to smile.

Thinking on it...I shouldn't be torn over Lucinda. We were only dating for a short amount of time... That's selfish of me... I didn't even get the full story, from her. I stormed off, before I could let her explain herself... I need to talk to her, later...

"How late are we to class?" I asked, looking around for a clock. Unfortunately, there was none. "I-I can't hear the bell from in here..."

"The bell rang like a couple of minutes ago..," Garroth sighed, standing up. He held out a hand to me, and helped me to my feet. "You know that the Science teacher is going to give us crap for being late, right?"

"It's okay," I lightly chuckled. "Let's go..."

*Garroth's POV*

Okay, okay...here me out. I definetly am completely over Laurance! I hate him, I can barely tolerate him, he's horrible, and a jerk... Okay, all of those are probably lies...

He's really sweet, he's amazing, I like him a lot...I might love him... Nope! Nope! Not love! Not gonna fall in love with anyone, again! I'm only in 8th grade! I shouldn't be believing in love! Especially since, he's straight, and is dating a- probably- nice girl!

But, I may have fallen for him, anyway...and his charm, and personality, and his everything. Damn it. I've completely fallen for him...

Not again...

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