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Students walked out their classrooms and into the halls, chattering about the latest drama and shit. Broomer wasn't any different, talking with Feather. “Have you heard about any new drama at this boring ass school?” Broomer asked, taking out books from his locker. “Nah, 3rd week in a row for no drama” Feather responded, leaning on some rando's locker, “Say, I've have something to as-”

Broomer slammed his locker quickly, “If it's about my crush on Chalky, I will tear your limbs apart one by one” he snarled at her, blush appearing on his face. “Chill man, you know I was joking” Feather said with a smug look on her face, knowing he's easy to anger. (Like father like son lmao)

Broomer groaned in return, “Shut up” he mumbled under his breath before grabbing his bag and walking off. He kept on mumbling about Feather and her attitude, walking to class but not really looking where he's going and accidentally bumping into someone.

“AGH WATCH IT YOU LITTLE SHI-” He shouted before looking up and realizing he just shouted at his crush, Chalky. “I-I'm sorry! I didn't see you!” Chalky stammered quickly as he rushed to pick up his books. Broomer felt guilty for bumping into him (Because he likes him that totally won't go wrong lmao), “Sorry Chalky…” He picked up one of his books, “Mind if I help?” He asked, partly because of his crush on Chalky.

Chalky looked up nervously before taking his book from Broomer's hand, “No no you don't have to do that!” He stuttered before grabbing all his books and putting them in his bag, right before the bell rings, forcing students to go to class, “Well I gotta go, see ya!” He immediately ran off to his class. Broomer just stared at him adoringly before feeling a paper ball being thrown behind his head, “Are you getting up or-” He turned around to see Feather with a smug face. “Come on, I don't wanna go to detention again” She held his hand towards him to get him up before both of them ran off to class.

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Chalky opened the door to his classroom, hands shaking from the nervousness of almost being late to class, but that didn't matter because half of his classmates were making the room a mess and the teacher wasn't paying attention to anything. He looked around the room and saw Latte and Micro, he walked over to them and sat down next to their seats.

“Hey guys,” Chalky murmured, his lisp making it slightly harder to hear his words. Latte didn't look up from his phone, probably typing a random ass fanfic, “Oh, didn't see ya Chalky”, she responded, being distracted on whatever she's doing on her phone.

“Latte!” Micro playfully smacked her on her head, “he's your friend too, remember?” He mentioned. Latte rolled her eyes at him “Oh really? Just because he's your friend doesn't mean he's one of mine.” Micro sighed before turning to Chalky. “Don't worry about Latte, they're probably just moody today.”

Chalky was zoning out before Micro spoke to him, looking up at him, “huh? What was that Micro?”

“Oh nothing, Chalky!” Micro waves his hand up and down (In a zesty ass way), Latte rolls his eyes before speaking up.

“He's blind to everything, including Broomer's crush on him.” Chalky perks up at them.

“Hmm? What? No! Broomer doesn't like me! He's just really nice to me!” He responded back, oblivious to the truth.

Latte sighed before looking up at him.

“Chalky, he's rude to everyone except you, don't you think there's something more than friendship?” Latte told him, hoping to make it obvious to him.

“But he's also nice to Feather, you think that means he has a crush on her?” Chalky replied to him.

Micro groaned before joining the conversation again, “But the way he's with you, he treats you better than everyone else! He treats everyone like shit but with you-”

“Maybe he's just really nice to me, he probably wants to be close friends with me!” He argued back, not convinced with their points

Latte sighed, knowing there's no convincing him, “Whatever, he's hopeless.” Latte murmured, “Hey!” Chalky responded back.

Micro turned to Latte, “Give it 3 to 4 months and then he'll realize what's happening.” He told them before doing whatever he was doing before Chalky arrived to class.

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In another class, Broomer and Feather were both talking about recent stuff like usual, Broomer embarrassed about the recent encounter.

“I can't believe that happened, I looked like an idiot staring at him on the floor!” He shook his head and groaned in self disappointment.

“Yeah, I know right. You seriously gotta step up your game if you wanna get with him.” She responded, finding the whole ordeal funny as hell.

Broomer stared at her for a full 3 seconds before groaning again. “I know, I know, I just don't know how to act around him!”

Feather giggled at his awkwardness. She shook her head sweetly and sat her hand on his shoulder. ”Just relax.” She chuckled, “We'll work on it later.”

Broomer smiled slightly, grateful that she was there for him, until, he felt nauseous suddenly, his stomach feeling queasy, a weird comfortable feeling in his stomach. He rocked forward and backwards in his chair.

Feather's smile faded into a concerned frown. “Woah dude, is everything ok? You never do this?” She asked him concerningly.

Broomers hands wrapped around his stomach. “N-no, ugh-” he quickly raised his hand, “Mr —-! I need to go to the restroom!” He yelled out, scared about the sudden feeling.

The teacher turned around, facing the class. “Yes but take the-” Broomer immediately got up and grabbed the pass. “Kay thanks teach I'll be back!”

He sprinted through the hallways, not caring about bumping into someone, he entered a random bathroom stall and didn't even bother locking the stall door, he closed his eyes and felt excess saliva cover his teeth and started gagging when he bent down over the toilet.

He gagged a few more times before feeling the bile come out his body. He opened his eyes, thinking he just threw up the typical vomit, instead, he found blood covered white lilies inside the toilet, just floating around the blood filled water.

Broomer took a step back, disgusted at the sight, “WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED?!” He trembled, looking at what he caused. “No no no no no please don't tell me-”

Before he could finish, he heard a voice outside the stall. “Dude, you ok?” Broomer froze in place, slightly shaking before grabbing some toilet paper to clean up, after he was done he flushed the blood covered lilies and paper away.

He opened the stall door only to be greeted by Micro, great, what does he want? “Oh gods, of course it had to be you.” He said in a snarky tone of voice.

Micro was a little pissed but still responded. “I was just concerned, is everything ok? Do you need anything?”

Broomer groaned at him, clearly not happy with the other boy in front of him. “Tsk, nothing's needed, Mr. “I need to help everyone”.” He shoved him to the side before walking off, acting like he didn't just vomit up blood and flowers a minute ago.

“Wow, rude much?” He mumbled under his breath before going to a stall.

Broomer walked back to class, giving back the pass and sitting down next to Feather, “Hey man, you good?” She asked.

“Yeah, just some sickness, also bumped into that pizza obsessed nerd.” He said, lying about the truth.

“You mean Micro? Oh well, you're back now and that's what matters.” She hit his arm with her shoulder before going back to their original conversation.