PRS boyxboy

"Hey Joe!" I look up.
Is he still talking to me?
"H-hi..." I mumble and lower my head again.
"How are you?"
I shrug.
You don't care.
We start walking torwards the classroom and I'm still confused about the fact that he's talking to me.
"We have math now, right?"
"Uh, yeah." I say as we enter the classroom.
"W-where do you want to um... Sit? Y-you don't have to sit with me, I mean... Uh y-yeah." I awkwardly say and curse myself in my brain because I can't be normal. Screw me.

Joe smiled faintly at him and tried to meet his gaze. "Well, I weirdly well even if I got beaten up" he said and tried to laugh a bit. The pain wasn't so bad. It wasn't so much of it.
He nodded and followed him to the classroom, math again. "Well, I wanna sit with you if that's okay" he smiled and sat down in the back and opened up his book since the teacher had writen "Work in you books today" on the board. And a bit under that "You can ask each other for help".

I tried to concentrate but it's just one of those days you know? You can't concentrate on anything else but the pain. The black hole in the pit of your stomach. I just felt...
Pain. Painpainpain.
Why do I have to be so stupid! Concentrate!
I do the only thing I know tha helps this pain. Use other pain to push it away.
I've now read the same sentence over 10 times. But it just. Wouldn't. Work. I just didn't get it. I couldn't concentrate.
So I hide my arms under the table and press my left hands nail deeply into my right arm and read it again.
Pain takes away pain.

Dan continued to work in his book. Now and then he felt at his swollen nose and lip, atleast he didn't have bruises in his face. He glanced at Joe. He realized that he didn't know anything about him except his name. Maybe he should ask him things later. His concentration was now broken as well. H didn't understand the question at all. "Hey, Joe. Can you help me with this question?" he mumbled.

A voice broke me out of my trance.
"Hey Joe, can you help me with this question?"
"Uh yeah. What is it?" I say and blink a few times while pulling down my sleeves under the table.

Dan smiled towards him. "Well, I just don't get it. Are you supposed to divide it or what?" He asked and looked at him. Suddenly he saw something land on his desk. It was a ball of paper. "Hey. If you don't stop being the twats friend bad thing will happen". Dan sighed and threwed it away.

I gulped at the note. But ignored it.
"Yeah I guess... Just do that, it's right." I said about the question.
Later the bell rung, signalling class is over. I grab my things and look at Dan.
"Seriously you don't like... have to stick around with me all the time, I'm pretty boring." I say to him. I don't want him pretending to like me. I know I suck.

Dan didn't wanna give in for the bullies, but at the same time he didn't want to be bullied, so he almost wanted to do as they said, wanted to join them and take the easy road. But he didn't wanna leave Joe at the same time, didn't wanna give in. He looked at Joe and nodded. "Thanks". He finished the question before the class was over.
"Well, I like being with you, but I can understand If you want me to go away. So the choice is yours" he said and still smiled. "So, what do you like do do?".

"Uh l-like what I like to do...? Like uh in my f-free time?" I ask as we head torwards the door.
No- one's really ever asked me that. Ever.

Dan nodded. "Yeah, in your freetime, like drawing, reading, music, what do you like?" he smiled and they got out of the room. He started to walk in directions of their lockers.