forum Rebooting an idea I had (one-on-one//closed)

Started February 26, 2019 by @ElderGod-Carrots

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Oh my, please don't, The smaller boy begged in his mind. He tried to scoot away faster, only to bump into a shoulder and fall back against the broad chest of the other boy.

“If only you had powers to defend yourself,” Jason smirked, “Come on, why don’t you think you have any?”

"I-I don't know," Bryan said softly, averting his gaze away and leaning off of the broad chest in a vain attempt to run away.

“Why would your parents want to keep a disappointment like you?” Jason scoffed, pushing him a little more only this time, he fell back into Tyler.

Bryan stumbled and almost completely collapsed against the new student, barely catching himself. He mumbled an apology and glanced up at Jason, wondering if he should walk away now to avoid more unneeded attention.

“Bryan, are you okay?” Tyler asked, giving him a concerned once over.

Bryan shifted his grip on his book and checking to make sure his phone was still in his back pocket. It was not.
"I-I'm okay," Bryan whispered as he groped around his body for his phone.

“Are you sure? Do I need to put this asshole in his place?” He asked, looking up to glare at Jason who just glared right back.

"No," Bryan mumbled back. If you did, he'd probably corner me and beat the shit out of me. Again… He looked around on the ground for his phone.

“What are you looking for?” Tyler frowned a little.
“His powers probably. Thinks they’ll just appear out of nowhere the idiot.” Jason mumbled and Tyler clenched his fists.

Bryan blushed visibly and hugged himself, sighing softly. He couldn't see his phone anywhere. Someone probably took it from him when he wasn't paying any mind. Hopefully he found it somewhere before he had to go home.

Tyler placed a hand on the middle of Bryan’s back, “Are you done making a fool of yourself mate? Because if you are then we’ll be on our way,” He looked to to Bryan, “Come on.”

Bryan glanced up at Tyler with a small blink and let himself be lead away. Once they were out of earshot, Bryan paused.
"What are you doing? He'll come for you next if you're not careful."

“I don’t give a shit, let him,” Tyler muttered, taking his hand away from Bryan, “No one deserves to be treated that way.”

"It's better than someone else. And Jason doesn't care. He knows I'm a freak." He crossed his arms protectively again.

“You’re not a freak,” Tyler said firmly, trying to calm himself just a little, “Look, I don’t know what’s going on in this town, but there seems to be a Lorna of talk about powers and magic and whatever. Well, I don’t have magic either, I didn’t even know it existed.”

"In this town, everyone has Magic. It's because of a chemical in the air that was released from some sick science experiment a lot of years back, and it was passed down in genetics. Sometimes people can just walk around for long enough and gain that. I bet you could if you wanted. But I can't. I'm a freak."

"No, you're just different. And there's nothing wrong with that. Just because you're not going to become the next member of the Justice League doesn't mean you're not special. You're not a freak and everybody in there can go to Hell for thinking it."

Bryan shook his head, sighing. "It's not like that! Sore thumbs like me who were born in his area very rarely don't have magic. I'm just a pathetic boy that can't defend himself."

"You're not pathetic," Tyler mumbled, rubbing his face with both of his hands, "So let me get this straight. This entire town has Magic, you don't and you're bullied for it?"

"Yes. It's pathetic that I can't get Magic," Bryan explained with a soft sigh, looking down at his feet.

"Hey," Tyler started softly, "I know we've only just met, and I'm clueless about this whole Magic thing but I don't think you're pathetic. If you're pathetic then so am I."

"Yeah. Then you'll develop your own Magic," He whispered softly, looking up at a suddenly passing student.

"You don't know if I will or not," He replied quietly, "Do you wanna skip the last few periods with me? I think we both need a break."

Bryan chewed on his tongue. He was sure his parents wouldn't care. They always wanted him to take breaks from his intense classes, trying and failing for him to take easier ones.
"I guess I will," He said softly, smiling faintly.