***Jeremy***

     The next few weeks whizzed by. Link gave me rides to school almost every day. Link had already left by the time I was ready to leave for school so I had to walk. I'm not complaining but after having a ride for a few weeks that was quite a long walk.

     I walked up to the school as I approached it. I looked for Zach anywhere and he wasn't there. I rumbled a bit and walked in. I went to the cafetorium because they give free breakfast at school and got something to eat. I was in the middle of eating my whole grain coco puffs when my face got pushed into my cereal. My head lurched forward and the spoon hit my cheek.  didn't have to turn to know Alex was behind me.

     I dropped the spoon and got up. "I'm more of a lover, Al." I said smugly and smirked. His fist came flying at my face and smashed into my jaw. I stumbled back onto the table and he hit me again, this time in the stomach. I coughed a little and pushed myself off the table. I smiled at him and he kicked me in the balls. I groaned in agony and said "damn, dickhead. I need those. How shameful of you to kick a man in the balls in a fight." I stood back up and he spit on me. "Freak." he said and turned away. 

     I saw Zach from the corner of my eye entering the cafetorium. He ran over and made me sit down. "Did nobody see this?" He asked. I shrugged. "You might not fight, but man, you really need to stop this and maybe give two shits about yourself." I sniffed and a tear came down my face because I knew he was right. I didn't care about me or anyone else. Besides maybe two people. 

***Zach***

     I wish he cared about something other than, well, nothing. He honestly, full heartedly doesn't give a rats ass about anything. He had some blood spilling from his nose and he said "my nose hurts." I sighed and put my arm around him, not for support, I just wanted to comfort him. 

     We walked to the nurse's office and he sat on the bed. She cleaned up the blood and gave him an ice pack. We walked to first hour together and he went straight to his desk. I went to the teacher and gave her our pass and she nodded, "take a seat." 

     I sat down next to Jeremy and he whispered, "I think he broke my nose. It hurts so bad." 

     "Well, there isn't much we can do about it except get through algebra." 

     "Then what?" He asked. I shrugged and pulled out a notebook and started taking notes. Jeremy sat there all hour twiddling with his pen, as usual, and he wondered why he was getting an F. 

     The bell rang and we gathered our stuff. "It still hurts, Zach." He whined as we walked toward Spanish. I looked at him and his nose was pretty swelled up. I hadn't noticed because I was actually doing something last hour. "I think you'll be alright." I said. I would feel really bad if he had a broken nose. 

***Jeremy***

     I wasn't pretending. My nose really hurt. I was one hundred percent sure it was broken, but Zach didn't think so. I pushed through the rest of the day with the pain in my nose. 

     Later at home I was lying in bed, a sleeping bag and pillow in the corner of a room, and I couldn't sleep because my nose hurt. I reached up and poked my nose lightly and winced. I pulled my hand back and saw there was blood. I panicked a little and got up. I went to the bathroom and looked in the medicine cabinet for I don't know what when I had an epiphany. 

     I opened the door to my apartment and banged rather loudly on Link's door. I wiped my nose and banged again. I got some blood on the door but Link didn't seem to notice when he opened it and saw me standing there with blood covering my hands. "My nose hurts, Link. I need to go to the hospital." I siad as nonchalantly as I could.

***Link***

     Bang! Bang! Bang! I jumped up from my slumber and thought it was just my dream, until I heard it again. Someone was banging on my door at eleven. Rather confused I walked out and Jeremy was standing there with a bloody nose and hands. I was so confused and honestly thought I was dreaming. Jeremy said, "my nose hurts, Link." He sounded really calm and continued just as calmly "I need to go to the hospital." 

~ A/N ~ The fan art attached to this was sent to me by @toffeetole. I also found out this week that I can type at approximately fifty words per minute with minor grammatical, and spelling errors. :D