Kate sat at his study table for the first time in years and wrote something inside a notebook. He looked at the crushed paper and the lyrics of an unfinished song. The crevices on the paper told him it was abandoned but he wanted otherwise. And only one person could help him.

"Harry, we are back, look we got something for you. Eat it while it's hot," Mrs Louverne said as she and her husband entered inside the house. Brandon and Harry sat inside the living room and played a VR game. The music played in their ears as they both did a satan summoning dance. Harry looked so drunk that he was falling was laying on the floor.

"They are playing video games again?" Mrs Louverne kept the McDonalds packets on the dining table and walked into the living room.
"Brandon, dude you missed!" Harry shouted
"That was a bomb!"
"No it wasn't!" They both were shouting at each other but suddenly Mrs Louverne plugged out the computer and everything stopped.

"What happened? Lights out?"
"You both, stop shouting," Mrs Louverne said.
"Aw mom," Harry removed the VR glasses, "You're such a party pooper,"
"Hello Mrs Louverne," Brandon bowed.
"Hello Brandon," She smiled then she glared at Harry, "I got you some food,"

"I'm not hungry, mom. Brandon got me some lobster,"
"Oh? Is that so?" She smiled at Brandon.
"Yes, I cooked it,"
"Oh Brandon, you're so perfect. I wish Harry could learn something from you. He is horrible at kitchen work."
"MOM!"
"Harry has his own strengths," Brandon defended his best friend while Harry did the setup on his computer again and they both put on their VR glasses.

"Where are we now?"
"Russia,"
"Oh, I love Russian girls,"
"Let's pick up some,"
Mrs Louverne walked into the kitchen, "Harry! Give this to your brother in his room,"

"I can't, mom. I'm playing," 
"Pause the game and go,"
"It's an online game,"
"Yeah so?"
"...Ignore her,"

"Harry! I I just told you something! Stop playing already! You're gonna get huge glasses, I'm telling you!" She picked up the food and went upstairs. She knocked at the door, "Dinner's ready dear,"

"I'm busy. Bring it later,"
"BITCH IF YOU DON'T EAT NOW THEN GET YO LAZY ASS UP AND GET DIS FOOD YOURSELF! AND SINCE YOU WANNA BE GROWN AND TALK BACK YOU CAN CLEAN THIS WHOLE HOUSE, AND THE NEIGHBOR'S HOUSE TOO! WHO YOU THINK I AM, YO MOTHER?"
"Yes,"
"HOW DARE YOU TALK BACK?!"
"Leave me alone, mom,"

She kept the food aside started punching his room's door, "OPEN IT! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?"
Soon, the door opened and a tall, aplha male stood before her, his purple eyes narrowed at her "What now?"
"Have some food, dear," She smiled. He took the packet and shut the door. He walked inside his room and looked inside it. It had cancer-filled dry unhealthy paper burgers and dry as shit chicken nuggets. The fries were all over the fucking box, cold and soggy. He looked at them for sometime, then threw them outside his window and sipped some red bull kept on his table.

He got a phone call and picked it up, "What?"
"You shouldn't waste food. You're a growing man. You need to pig out,"
"It's dry and disgusting," He looked around, "Where are you at?"
"China town. I came for some dark web they have in here,"
"Should I come too?"
"Yeah, be quick. I have Jerome and Malcolm with me. We are walking down the streets, into a warehouse. I'm texting you the address,"
"Okay,"

The next morning, Mr Warren slowly opened his eyes and found Mr Dickson sleeping on the floor, leaning on the wall, in the same stall as him. He looked down and saw that he had no pants on. There were many thoughts that could hit a man at times like those but the first that occurred to Mr Warren was, 'I was the top, right? No way in hell was I fucked!'

Mr Dickson opened his eyes and looked at Mr Warren putting his pants on, "What the fuck?"
Mr Warren turned back and they both stared at each other. Nothing was said or done. They both looked at each other as if they were the most disgusting creatures on the planet.
"Good- Good evening," Mr Dickson got up.
"Oh-Good morning," Mr Warren and Mr Dickson looked at the floor. It was morning already.

'My ass doesn't hurt. It means I was the top!' They both thought. They looked at each other and then back at the floor. 'Ugh, my head hurts though. I remember someone had hit me in the dark,' Mr Warren rubbed his head. Mr Dickson looked at him, 'Maybe I should ask him if he is okay?'

"Erm...Mr Warren, are you okay? Does it hurt?" Mr Dickson asked.
"Huh? Yeah, a bit but it's okay now I guess," Mr Warren rubbed his head while Mr Dickson's face shriveled like a dried raisin.
'I KNEW IT! I WAS THE TOP!' Mr Dickson concluded, 'What the fuck, no! I'm into young men! My boys! I can't believe I betrayed them over a twenty nine year old history teacher!' Mr Dickson was crying on the inside.

"How did this happen?" Mr Dickson rubbed his temples. Warren looked at him, "Are you hurt?" He asked.
"Yes, a lot,"
'I KNEW IT! I WAS THE TOP!' Mr Warren concluded, 'But what about my fiance?! No way! I am not even gay in the first place, was I drugged? All I remember is being hit on my head. Was this all a conspiracy? To force me to sleep with a man!'

Mr Dickson opened the door of the stall and they awkwardly came out of the bathroom. The students would be there in an hour. Mr Warren and Mr Dickson decided to just go back home, take a bath and forget about it. But what had the poor janitor done to have witnessed them coming out of the same bathroom stall? He dropped the mop and fell flat on the floor. The poor man had fainted.

The halls were lively within the next two hours. Everyone was walking here and there. People were getting punched and kicked within the bathroom. Some boys were even doing pull ups while hanging on the bathroom stalls while some were playing games and waiting for the bell to commence the day. School bell sounded like sirens of world war II and everyone went to their classes; clearing up the halls.

Kate had decided to go to the D wing again—The seniors division. He wanted to talk to Malcolm. Most juniors, sophomore and freshmen avoided that wing of the school since nobody wanted to deal with seniors. Going there meant being ready to be bullied, beaten up or get your money taken away. Kate ensured that he was not seen by others. He moved in like a Russian spy and dragged his body through the walls.

"Hey, I've never seen you around," He got caught. Two seniors stood right before him.
"He's small," They were huge! Nobody seemed to be less than six feet while Kate was merely five feet four inches.
"Bro, look at this dude," One of them laughed and called out the others from their classes.
"You a freshman?"
"Nerd,"
"You got some dough on you?" (Tn//American slang; money)

Kate realised that it was a mistake to come there. He was surrounded and he felt scared. His feet were trembling, "Bro, this nigga ain't shit,"
"Crap your pants! Haha!"
"All we needed was more pussies!"
"You gonna crack a yo mama joke again and I'm fuckin' it,"
"Hey, can you twerk?"
"Give us an inspo quote!"

Kate tried to move away but he couldn't see any way out of that hell.
"Yo, Brad! Look what we have here!"
"What's that shit?"
"It's a freshman. He has come to visit his seniors,"
"Oh dang. Trash is here to feed on senpai" They laughed.

"He a weabo?"
"YOU LISTENING DOG?!" One of them shouted on his face and Kate flinched. They laughed. 
"What's going on?" A teacher reached the halls after looking at the commotion. They all moved away, "Yo teach, check this out!"
"We are greeting a guest!"
"You're just scaring the poor kid," The teacher said, "Go back to your classes. You have exams the next week! YOU SHOULD BE STUDYING RIGHT NOW!"
"The worst that happens is we fail. Why do you care?"

"Ain't nobody here dependent on a trashy job!"
"IMMA BURN THAT REPORT CARD AND FEED IT TO MY STEP SISTER LIKE A DICK!" They laughed.
"That's not how you talk to your teachers."
"Aw hell shut up!"
Kate looked at them but suddenly someone pulled his arm and took him away from the crowd.

"Aye! Where'd the freshman go?"
"Aw teach! Look what you did,"
"What a sucker!" They groaned and went back to their respective classes.

Jerome had helped Kate out of that, "Why did you come here?" He asked.
"I—I came to meet Malcolm," Kate aid.
"You came all the way here to meet him? Are you friends?"
"No, I just wanted to give something to him but I didn't find him in the music room. It was locked so I thought he must be inside the class."

"Nah, he ain't here," He said, "Though I know where you'd find him,"

Kate walked through the halls and reached the stairway. He climbed up and heard someone humming a melody. Malcolm sat on the stairs to the terrace of the senior's building and hummed a melody while completing his math assignments. His voice when he sung was higher than when he spoke. It was a pleasant melody. He wore a black hoodie that day. White skin, red contacts on his eyes, his mouth was covered with an emo mask. Kate recognized him by his style of sitting. He took a step forward and Malcolm looked at him.

"Erm, hi" Kate waved.
Malcolm closed his book and got up, "What is a freshman doing here?" His voice was back to deep from shrill as he spoke.
"I came to return you something—"
"You're not supposed to come here,"

Malcolm wasn't tall like other seniors and neither was he intimidating, "I just came to return it to you," Kate said. Malcolm snatched the paper and tore it into pieces, "Go away,"
"But why?" Kate asked.
"I'm pretty sure you know why,"

"Because I'd be bullied?"
"Yes,"
"Why do you care?"
Malcolm looked at him, "Fine then, do whatever you want. Fuck you," He picked up his books and went away. Kate ran after him.

"What do you want now?" Malcolm asked.
"Well, if I go alone, they'll get me again,"
"You think I'll protect you?" He smirked.
"I mean... You should?"
"And why should I?"
"Because you're my senior!"

Malcolm stopped and looked back. Kate looked into his eyes,
"Actually, I wrote some songs too last night,"
Malcolm's eyes widened, "And I want you to," Kate fiddled his fingers, "I want you to have a look at them, 

Senior,"

-To be continued

Malcolm Bevery
All I Want is you baby

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