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Tucson High was a very boring high school according to Chase but other students think otherwise. Well Chase is not exactly fond of the school because one quarter of its population was homophobic, racist and very religious.

With religion comes homophobia and other unneeded and unnecessary theories and logics about how people should live their lives.

Chase walked the hallways  of his school looking around judging people and getting judged himself. The hallways were full of hormonal teenagers, wearing either excessive perfume and cologne or reeking of swear early in the morning.  He still doesn't understand how a person could be ok with smelling like gym socks and t-shirts. And have the nerve to walk around touching others while their bodies were stinky as ****. The white boy maybe a hypocrite but when it comes to body odour he was not one to walk around smelling like Duncan's laundry basket.

Duncan Dune, star middle fielder of the soccer team. Chase had a group project with him one time and he wasn't impressed with the jock's laundry basket. He could practically smell the shit from the study desk and the damn thing was across him in one of the corners of the room. It was a very bad experience in his opinion given that he had a very sensitive nose and those smells he sniffed that day were not pleasant on the least.

He went to a party one night, courtesy of Brandon worst idea he ever came up with. When he entered the house, his nose was assaulted by various unpleasant smells, teenagers grinding against each other and other making out like crazy drunk bastards. He wondered if his father was unfaithful because of alcohol but given that Chase and his mother still got their father's salary in full save for the few hundreds he would spend on a six pack of beer Chase immediately dispelled that idea.

Some of the rooms reeked of sweat and seminal fluid and he was impressed with his idea to come to the party. The smell of the rooms of the party are the ones he picked up at Dune's abode, save for the alcohol. The middle fielder's room smelt of sweat and faint tinge of semen. And then when he thought back to the rumours of Dune and his crazy sex drive he made peace with why the room stunk  but he was both disgusted and curious. He wanted to know who from their school was fucked on the same bed he was sat across.

Anyway back to Chase and judging people and getting judged. He walked down the hallways thinking about the sinful act he did the previous night. He groaned and ran a hand through his locks and his face. He can't believe he jerked off because of Andrew Willing's beautiful masculine body. He sighed and continued to his class, Brandon was supposed to text him last night but the motherfucking bitch didn't. Usually he would be angry that Brandon  didn't text him but he was too preoccupied with his **** to care about the dark skin boy.

Speak of the devil, Chase saw the boy speaking to one of the girls of the popular clique. The dark boy noticed his best friend walking his way and waved at him, but Chase ignored him and walked towards his class. He heard his name being called as he pushed the door open. He was halfway through the door when his elbow got grabbed by his best friend. He was quickly turned and was face to face with Brandon.

"What's gotten into your pink panties?" Brandon asked.

"You, and you ran away last night and don't text me." Chase said with a pout, Brandon  laughed and put his arm around his best friend and led him in the classroom.

"Aww, my baby is angry." Brandon cooed and got a punch on the chest from Chase.

"Bitch ouch!" Brandon said rubbing his chest where Chase hit him.

"You deserve that." Chase and Brandon just groaned.

"I so did not." Brandon said as Chase sat down at his desk and Brandon sat on top of the desk. Chase just chuckled and took out his books.

Brandon was still seated on Chase's desk when Melanie entered the classroom followed by Duncan Dune. Both best friends eyed the duo and Chase nudged Brandon's thigh and said boy snickered and Chase chuckled. Melanie was Brandon two second crush and now rumour has it that she's being fucked by Dune and that they're in a relationship.

The first rumor Chase believes without a second thought but the one where she's in a relationship with said playboy, is extremely questionable. Chase checked the time on his phone and poked his best friend's thigh and that caught the attention of the handsome dark young boy. He's skin was practically glowing because of the morning light that shone through the window Chase sat by and he was truly mesmerized by how beautiful his best friend was.

"Chase?"

"Huh, what?" Chase asked snapping out of his dazed state.

"You poked my thigh, what did you want to say?" Brandon asked. Chase seemed to page through his brain why he poked his best friend and remembered why.

"Oh, it's almost time for first period. You better make your way towards your class before you're late." Chase said showing the boy the time on his phone.

"Ok. See you at lunch. Bye." Brandon said kissing Chase on his strawberry scented hair and walked away leaving his best friend a blushing mess.

"Ew, gross faggots. You'll rot in Hell." Quincy said. The class religious homophobe, always had a problem with gay people and the like. He always bullied poor Benjamin from class 4F who was a small caramel gay boy who rumour has it that his father was a homophobic drinking bastard and would beat the shit out of the poor boy every chance he got.

Poor Benjamin would come to school with a swollen eye and limping at times only to get severely beaten by Quincy in the bathrooms and left a sobbing mess, by the homophobic bully. He really pitied Benjamin and a thought ran through his mind.

"You'll be right beside Quin. It's not like I haven't noticed how you look at Ben from 4F after you finished beating him in the bathroom stalls. I'm pretty sure you beat the poor boy because your own father hates your gay guts himself. Unlike you I don't get abused by my own father and almost raped by said man. You're both disgusting pieces of shit that should be the ones rotting in Hell." Chase said as he turned around to look at the tall white boy who sat at the corner of the classroom on the far right side of Chase's desk.

The whole class gasped at the new found information and by the looks of Quincy's angered which was a mix of shock and surprise look Chase was right.

"Oh, I'm so sorry. I thought it wasn't a secret, but oh well seems like news travel really fast in these hallways." Chase said fake gasping, he turned around to look towards the chalk board oblivious of the chair soaring towards his face. The other students screamed in terror when they saw the chair and immediately when Chase turned to investigate the commotion, his face met with one of the legs of the plastic chair, the leg hit his nose and it's whole body rammed against his head.

He hit the wall with the back of his head, bleeding like crazy from his nose and was a little disorientated. He lightly brought his hand towards his nose to feel the blood pouring out of his nose. He felt a warm liquid dripping on his nape and took his other hand and searched the back of head only for the hand to return with blood.

He could hear the faint screams and gasps from his classmates and felt an arm drape around his shoulders and another under his knees as he was lifted off of his chair. He passed out right after he was picked up,  he couldn't see who the person was but the smell he recognised very well.

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