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“So Where do you live?” Damien asked, looking over at Vincent , who seemed to be lost in thought again, for he was walking past Damien’s car.
‘Does this guy ever pay attention to anything else around him?’ Damien thought to himself rolling his eyes,. “Hey! Vincent where are you going?” that seemed to pull Vincent out of his deep thought he looked up seeming to be confused as to what he was doing in the first place.
“What…?” Vincent asked very lost
“My car is over here, unless you wanted to walk home instead?” Damien said with a bit of a smirk on his boyish features.

Vincent was annoyed “Whatever” he said as he walked up to the passenger door. ‘Who the hell does he think he is, acting like he has known me for fucking ever…I just met you jackass of course I’m not walking home…’ Vincent was rambling to himself as he got into the vehicle.
“Sooooo, Where do you live now?” Damien asked as he turned the keys in the ignition and reversed out of his parking spot.
Vincent mumbled out “…Crescent Lake…”
“REALLY?” Damien said a little to excitedly
Vincent, not expecting the out burst, jumped slightly and glancing at Damien as if he was a mental patient.
“Yeah, what is it to you?” he said suspiciously
“That’s where I just moved in to, so it will be a lot easier to find your house than I thought it would be.” Damien said relived that he wasn’t going to get lost in this new city his second day being there.
“Oh…” Vincent said mostly to himself ‘Great… so he lives near me to.’ Vincent grimaced a little bit that’s what he needed right now “Mr. Friendly thinks were old buddies” living near by.
Damien had asked him another question “Sorry … what did you say?” Vincent asked not really caring at this point.
“Oh, I was just wondering about that project we are going to be working on together, all the teacher told me that I was working with you, not what its about, or even what period its over.” Damien looked over as he stopped at the light.
“Oh damn it…” Vincent grumbled he had forgot about that, the whole day kind drifted into nothing after that Bitches little display earlier ‘Did he asked me a question? Should probable answer him.’
“Uhh…Well its about the Renaissance period in Europe and I had been assigned a few of the artist of the period and the families that supported their work.” Vincent said calming down a bit, art made him happy and had a calming effect on him.
Damien started to move again “Ooo, interesting I like the Renaissance period, this should be fun. When are we going to meet up for the project?” Damien asked
Vincent was relaxing more so exhaustion kicking in from the days events “How about…Thursday at my house is that good for you?” Vincent looked over at Damien to gage his response
“Yeah that’s good with me.” Damien said with a smile as he pulled into the neighborhood “ So where do I go from here?” Damien asked

Vincent had forgotten he was still new to this place “ I live on Lunar Dr., do you know where that is?” Vincent asked looking over again ‘This guy always looks so amused’ he thought to himself
“Nope haven’t got a clue…” Damien said and slowed down the car a bit to listen to directions
“ You take the second right her and…” Vincent gave his directions as clearly as possible
The rest of the trip was simple enough Damien made it to Vincent’s house and pulled into the drive way. Vincent was zoning out again and didn’t hear Damien’s question the first time. “What did you say?”
“Will you need a ride home from school tomorrow?” Damien asked him again “talk about poor listening skills” Damien thought to himself.
“No I should be fine…uhhh thank you though and thanks for the ride home to” Vincent said as he pulled himself out of the car “No problem Vincent any time you need a ride I’ve got your back .” Damien smiled at him “Thanks…”Vincent said as he closed the door and waved his good bye and Damien returned his wave.

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Vincent got into his house and seen his brother sitting on the living room couch his arm wrapped in a cast
“What the hell happened to you?” Vincent asked kind of happy ‘Serves the little bastard right for taking my truck….wait.’ Vincent’s eyes flew wide open and he opened the front door
“WHERES MY TRUCK DAMMIT!!!” Vincent screamed at his brother as he walked over to him, hands curling into fist.
“Now remember, that you love your brother David, and your happy he is alive right now…” His younger brother said as he left his seat and backed into a corner.
WHAT HAPPENED TO MY TRUCK?!” Vincent screamed at him again
“I kind…of got into a car accident and well… the Truck was totaled…But it wasn‘t my fault this trucker came from no where and I…” his brother cringed for the punch he knew was coming his way.
Vincent pulled back his fist and punched his brothers arm. They both screamed in pain, Vincent connected his swollen hand with David’s broken arm causing pain to shoot through both of their injuries.

After a few minutes of cursing and threats thrown at each other Vincent went into the kitchen and got some ice for his hand.
His brother had followed him in there “Sooo… What is this I’ve been hearing about you and Shanna? Did she really cheat on you with that football player?” He asked with a big grin on his face and began laughing to himself.
“Not right now you asshole, I’m not in the mood…” Vincent wandered upstairs to his room and collapsed on his bed.
‘That bitch ruined the end of my year…I didn’t do anything wrong…did I? No I treated her far better than anyone else I’ve been with…Then why did she do this to me?’ His thoughts consumed him as he drifted off to sleep.
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The next couple days where hell for Vincent, staring and gossiping followed him like the plague. When questioned about his hand the only response he gave was a glare and then the whispers would start. The only class that wasn’t filled with all the gossip, and on his part, glaring , was his last hour. Probably because the teacher gave them a couple free days, she was going out of town and left them with nothing to work on, besides the project, but everyone would rather talk to each other than do any work.

Vincent took this time to collect himself, that is, until Jessica would come bouncing over to talk to him about nothing in particular or Damien would come over and try to make small talk with him.
In the last couple days, Vincent had learned that Damien has two dogs and annoying little brother who was the same age as his. They shared stories about the hell they had gone through with younger siblings and it really did help. Vincent forget about all the gossip even just for a little while. When Thursday came along Vincent was just going though the motions, listening to the gossip as usually and moving through the high school, that is until he got to his last hour.


“What time would you like me to come over to work on the project?” Damien asked Vincent ‘I wonder if he even remembers about that ?’ Damien thought to himself. The confused look on Vincent’s face gave him enough of an answer “What?” was Vincent reply
“Remember when I drove you home, and you asked me if Thursday worked for me to do this project?” Damien said, amusement dancing in his eyes.
“Oh….Oh yeah, I remember…uhhh how about right after school?”
“Yeah sure, that’s fine with me do you need a ride home today?” Damien asked kindly looking into Vincent’s deep blue eyes. Vincent pushed some of his hair from his face, it fell a little past his shoulder and laid flat against his skull.
Now Vincent had ridden the bus for the past couple days and was immediately happy to hear Damien’s offer to take him home from school.
“YES!” Vincent was thrilled to know he wouldn’t have to ride that nasty bus today.
Damien was taken back by his excitement ‘That’s the most emotion I’ve ever seen him show before…’ He thought to himself as he smiled at Vincent.

“How long do you think we will be working on the project?” Damien asked, which was an important question he would need to tell his parent s if they should leave him a spot at the table, or not to wait up.
Vincent thought it over in his head for a few seconds “ Only a couple hours, I guess , you could stay for dinner if you would like to I think we’re having home made pizza tonight.” Vincent said a smile creeping to his face ‘I love pizza night’ he thought to himself and thought about what kind of piece he would eat first.
‘Well he is very expressive today, now he’s all smiley’ Damien thought to himself and laughed a bit.
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When the bell finally signaled dismissal Damien and Vincent walked together toward the parking lot . Once they made it outside Vincent felt something hit the back of his head. He looked over to see that guy from a couple days ago laughing with a couple of his buddies
“Those assholes, I’ll give them a piece of my mind! Throwing shit at me!” Vincent started to move in their direction.
“Hey what the fuck is your problem!” Vincent screamed at the guy .
“Oh… Hey guys he thinks I have a problem when he’s the one who can’t keep his girl from cheating on him!” The group of guys started to laugh again.
Vincent was now face to face with the guy that jackass had took him out of his good mood
“Hey you Dick, why don’t you just leave me alone you got my whore of a girl friend and now you want to fuck with me?” Vincent was losing control over himself if this guy said anything else he was going to kick his ass.
“Well since I’m already fucking your girl friend I don’t think I need to fuck you to.” He laughed again, that is until Vincent’s fist connected with his gut and he stumbled backward.
“Kick his ass!” one of the guys friends said and they were about to tag team him.
Then Damien came out of no where and punched one in the chest, so Vincent took that as a sign to punch the other one as well.

A crowd had started formed to see the fight but it was already over by the time they reached it.
Vincent was still pumped up and want to keep fighting, waiting for the assholes to get up but Damien grabbed his arm and pulled him toward his car.
“Hey man let go of me I want to hurt them some more!” Vincent said as he pulled away from Damien a bit.
“We need to go now, the principles are heading in this direction and I don’t know about you, but I haven’t been here very long and I don’t want to get suspended already.” Damien replied a twinkle in his eye
They quickly entered his car and drove off of the school parking lot heading toward Vincent’s house adrenaline still up trying to calm themselves form the fight they were just in.
‘He had my back in a fight that doesn’t even involve him, looks like we’re going to be close friends.’ Vincent thought to himself as he tried to relax the rest of the way home.
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