— 𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐌𝐀 𝐖𝐀𝐒𝐍𝐓 everyone's thing. Surely it wasn't quincy barclays either. Sure reality TV show was way better in real life, he knew that as he got an exclusive role on keeping up with the Kardashians.

But it was also filled with stupid arguments that tear each other apart from each other, then the arguments or facts from when the girls in reality tv have the jist of either stealing their best friends boyfriends or fake lies of one of the significant others cheating and immediately taking word.

Quincy Barclay got a taste of that drama a couple months ago with his now ex girlfriend Enid Sinclair.

It just happened to be a more secretive approach until they had broken up.

He wasn't a guy who wanted attention. Like at all. Attention made him feel self conscious.

And for the rest of his year in nevermore at a simple fifteen years old.

Constant looks from the younger and older crowd was often gaven to him once word got out that he had somehow messed up in the relationship.

The looks were pushed away when his slightly older sister Bianca Barclay came into act glaring at others who gave her baby brother a hard time.

And she knew how much of a hard time he was going through as she had started getting confused Xavier Thorpe. His emotions about her had started going off the rails, not that he would admit it.

And Xavier Thorpe just happened to be one of her younger brothers best friends, so that was a little awkward for the two of them.

Not to mention the constant curious looks the Thorpe boy would give to quincy when he figured he wasn't looking.

Quincy was always looking.

Drama and Gossip was the reason Enid and quincy had broken up, and the gossip from Enid's supposed friends soon to be ex friends.

He hadn't known why people he didn't know put him in those situations they knew wasn't true, if they were true, quincy would have directly told Enid he had been a cheater.

But she was always pulled away from the heartbroken boy in an instant also leaving with a sad look.

But Enid had also been pressured by her mother to focus on herself and becoming a wolf.

She also felt childish for not telling quincy.

Why? Because she loves him with every bone in her small body. But the way they had drifted away from each other in the past couple months since the break up, she couldn't tell him that anymore.

And she hated herself for it.

But she wouldn't tell anyone, anyone but her soon to be roomie 𝗪𝗲𝗱𝗻𝗲𝘀𝗱𝗮𝘆 𝗔𝗱𝗱𝗮𝗺𝘀.

"𝖢𝖮𝖬𝖤 𝖮𝖭 𝖡𝖱𝖮, tell me how your doing. We barely talk anymore." Xavier Thorpe said. His smile slightly remaining on his lips as he closely sat beside his best friend.

Quincy pretended not to hear his voice any kept his earphones in slightly nodding his head at the words.

The artist rolled his eyes and pulled out the wires that resided in his ear.
"Hey!"

"Come on Q, we're best friends."

"Barely." He muttered under his breath, his right headphone itching to be put back into his ear.

"We could go to my dorm and uhm- draw!"

Quincy looked at Xavier with a sick feeling to his stomach, the sick feeling staying with him as he even thought about leaving his room. "No thanks."

"We could get lunch together?"

"I already ate."

"You haven't even left your room Q." The boy shrugged putting the headphone back into his ear and pulling his blanket up.

Xavier sighed as he stood up, saying by to the boy before leaving with a neutral face. The same face he came in with.

The Barclay boy laid on his side as he pulled the blanket over his head and turning his phone off and down to the pillow as the soft music played.

He hadn't felt nevermore as a home anymore since last year. It felt cold without Enid on it. But it felt even worse knowing his sister hadn't been around much.

But that wasn't her fault.

She had her own thing. Her own friends and her own life to deal with. He wasn't that important anymore.

His negative thoughts always filled his brain when he thought about life. How it wasn't going so great for him.

Enid had told him life might not be great now but it'll be better in the future.

It was the future and everything was well- completely crap.

He hasn't talked to anyone about his breakup besides his somewhat new friend Tyler Galpin who had been all ears to hear about his drama unlike Xavier who always never had time.

But Xavier would always be his best friend in his mind, even if he wasn't in his.

•••••

𝖤𝖭𝖨𝖣 𝖲𝖨𝖭𝖢𝖫𝖠𝖨𝖱 wasn't in such a great mood, she was never in a good move after her and Quincy broke up.

But she always tried painting a positive attitude with her words. But most of her words that came out if her mouth had never been more fake.

She was told they had been just simple rumours made up by the cliques in nevermore but other had came up to her to say they weren't lies.

Enid knew she never would not love the siren in anyway to a point she felt like he had actually used his alluring abilities, but she knew that wasn't the truth.

"Not looking to good, are you Enid?" Bianca questioned her sword from practice in her hands slightly scaring the blonde. "Hopefully your feeling like crap"

"Why are you being so rude to me! I never did anything to you." Enid stood up. Her face not exactly facing Bianca's but did the best she could with a confused face planted on.

"You did Sinclair, you broke my baby brothers heart." Her sword hovering above the ground as bianca circled the girl. "It makes me want to strangle you, you know?"

The girls eyes widened as she puffed her chest out to make herself look for tough, bianca only laughed in her face placing top of her sword on her back, it barely touching her skin but enough to make a jab if moved.

"Deep down you know quincy didn't do a thing, he barely has any friends. Especially anyones that are anything close to a female." Bianca rolled her eyes imagining her little brother giving her a glare at that sentance.
"You really think he'd do anything with those seniors? Or with anyone but you?"

"May-"

"Shut up." Enid shut her mouth, her claws coming out getting an amused giggle from bianca. "Put your kitty cat claws away Wolfie."

"A-are you going to kill me?" The Barclay sister scoffed and swung her sword down entering the soft dirt. "I'm not a murderer, low of you to think that."

"You had a sword to my back! A sharp one at that!"

"What sword isn't sharp?"

"Dull ones!"

"Whatever, my point is you let rumours invade you tiny dog brain. Screwed my brother over, and now have me as an enemy."

Enid looked into a blank spot. "Shit."

Bianca titled her head with a couple blinks looking at the girl with a tiny bit dangerous smile. "My point is, you stay away from Quincy, I stay away from you and everyone you love. Deal?"

But Enid couldn't agree to that, that was possibly one of the worst things she could say.

But she couldn't blame it.

"Sinclair, hello." She snapped her fingers. Bianca's arms were crossed as she stood in front of her with raised eyebrows waiting to be let down.

Enid only sunk herself onto the floor avoiding the eyes of the siren who could literally make her do whatever she wanted.

Her eyes closed as she imagined herself in the room with the boy. The smell consisted of vanilla and cinnamon with both her and Quincy's specific smells.

His arms crossed on her torso as they sat on his bed laughing at stories told with one another.

His fingers traced her collarbone making a shiver go down the girls body leaning into his torso more with a wide smile.

Especially his, his smile lighting up the room even when she wasn't looking. And Enid loved it.

Laughter was only heard in the boys room, the one he had gotten due to being a little bit of principals pet, some jealously was shown from others every time he was around but he only ignored it.

"She did not! No way, Bianca Barclay?" Quincy laughed his chin being put on top of the platinum blondes. "She totally did."

"I would literally never of pictured that, bianca failing a sleepover sneakout. I mean what did your mother say!?"

"She's was beyond mad. But I got a good laugh out of it. Especially when she was grounded and forced to do all my chores." Enid gave him a high five turning her head up.

Her eyes admired his facial structures like he was built by a god, one that knew just how to seduce you without even trying. He was beautiful.

His eyes sparkled when their eyes connected with each other, one with pure curiosity the other with pure awe.

"Am I so handsome that you have to stare at me in our free time."

"Getting cocky are ya?"

"Only around you." She giggled. Her head laying back onto his chest with a smile still residing on her face that resembled pure happiness.

Pure happiness that they always had when with each other, but that wasn't always the case when lies get put in between a relationship.

And Enid Sinclair had known this. Especially since a real smile hadn't been put on her face ever since quincy Barclay had supposedly cheated.

What kind of bullshit was she here for?

Most definitely not the games played by a secret player. The player who had been interested in ruining in what they believe in.

Love is what lacked in the thoughts of quincy and Enid.

But obviously it wouldn't stay there for long.

•••••

𝖭𝖮𝖡𝖮𝖣𝖸 𝖶𝖤𝖭𝖳 to the boys room in the meantime. It stayed silent with his fan swirling in the corner to make slight noise to disrupt his intensely intrusive thoughts.

He hasn't taken his blanket off of his head creating a homely heat under the blanket shivering at even a thought of taking it off.

His eyes were closed while his mind wide wide open with lyrics blasting loudly through his ears.

He took his socks off dropping them on the ground and turned to the side, the blanket following his every move as it clung to him.

He scrunched his nose up skipping the song once, twice, and dropped his phone at his last skip.

The Spotify premium being a little to expensive for his taste, quincy was a cheapskate and always took the cheapest way out. That included fucking himself over when listening to music even if the current song wasn't what he wanted.

He mumbled words to himself before throwing the blanket off in a huff. The sweat drop making the covers unbearable retracting his previous thoughts about not ever wanting to take the god forsaken thing off.

"I'm so bored." The d was dragged out as he slowly fell off his bed, the tank of his pet turtle crush being tapped in the process.

His upper body laid in the floor as the lower was holster up on the bed.

This position the boy had often been in at his time at nevermore, the only things that got him up was until a beaming headache appeared or his sister came in with Chinese food.

Only one of them happened constantly.

He held his phone in his hands with his arms straight out, his phone about a foot above him before dropping his arms to their sides.

"Why am I always so bored."

His answers were never questioned by anyone, not even the air that seemed to echo around him.

"𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘰 𝘣𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘺." He mimicked. His voice going higher than it was supposed to as he flopped his legs down.

"Go out and do something, stupid."

"𝘐'𝘥 𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘷𝘦𝘭 𝘮𝘰𝘷𝘪𝘦𝘴."

The Barclay boy inwardly rolled his eyes and lifts himself up to grab a pillow before laying back down. His position being more than comfortable.

The silence became louder than words as the sun had now set for a recent amount of time, the clock turned ten p.m as quincy turned the lights off with his remote control.

But he couldn't go to sleep, his eyes being wide open and relaxed on the ceiling that held glow in the dark stars.

The stars that never made him feel afraid, but his gut feeling told him those stars weren't going to protect him anymore.

Especially from himself as soon as his next year at nevermore began not long after summer had suddenly come upon them.

Somehow quincy felt like nevermore was begging him back when he glanced to the school.

And he knew that couldn't be a good thing.

𝗔𝗨𝗧𝗛𝗢𝗥𝗦 𝗡𝗢𝗧𝗘, I love Enid Sinclair. Ty. Also like try not to be a ghost reader. Teehee