High School
Title: High School
Author: Silver
Feedback: Damn straight�err maybe not straight [email protected]
Date: Jan 2003
Website: http://groups.msn.com/bsbnsyncfiction
Category: RPS
Paring: Nick/Justin, AJ/Lance
Rating: R/NC-17
Warning: Deals with rape and gay bashing
Summary: High School�nuff said.
Disclaimer: Every word is true�Lance told me over lunch one day. If you believe that I have a number for you to call 1-888-NUT-FARM�seriously I don't know them and this never did happen�to the best of our knowledge that is. This is purely for fun and fictional entertainment.
Author's Note: My first true AU, it was written in 90 minutes at 2am, so if it sux I'm really sorry.
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'GET THE FAG!'
Nick looked up from his sketch pad "Awe shit" he cried grabbing his bag and running for the school. He could hear the voices gaining on him and he pressed himself harder, he had to make it into the school and the art room before the meatheads got a hold of him or he'd be making excuses to his mother once again on why he had a black eye or worse. He ran into the school and ducked into the art room and came to a halt beside his best friend Alex.
Alex looked up "Are THEY after you again?" he asked before going back to tattooing his arm with the India ink.
Nick slumped in the seat next to him "Yeah" he heaved "I got here just in time" he said pointing to the door where two jocks stood glaring at him.
Alex shook his head and pulled out his switchblade and started cleaning his finger nails looking up at the jocks as if daring them to try anything now "I can't believe I came back to school for this to put up with this shit" he muttered. He'd taken two years off school to care for his grandmother.
"I hate being gay" Nick said opening up his sketch pad and resuming where he'd left off.
"I don't see why�its not like you'd have a problem hooking up with a guy, I mean you are a complete stud" Alex replied looking over his shoulder.
"No I'm not, and I hate being gay because everyone picks on us, the fags, the queers, the queens" he replied scrunching his nose up in disgust.
"Hey they only call Lance a fucking queen" Alex replied.
Lance walked in "And I'm the straight one�go figure" he shrugged.
"Yeah, right, you are a straight woman trapped in a man's body Lance" Alex told him with a laugh.
"Yeah I know�I know�" Lance sighed and sat down next to him.
Just then the bell ran for class and Justin came running into class "Sorry I'm late Mr. Chasez" he said apologizing to the teacher who came in from the kiln room at that moment.
"Just sit down Justin" he told him haughtily as he started a discussion about cubism and its place in modern day art.
45 minutes later as the bell rung Justin peeling out of their as quickly as possible, meeting up with the rest of the jocks on the walk to lunch. "Geeze and they call us fags" Alex muttered as he followed Nick and Lance out of the Art room and to the cafeteria.
"You are fags dwezel" One of them turned around and shoved him against a locker. He slid to the floor in a heap
"Guys stop it" Justin said quietly.
Nick helped Alex to his feet and shoved the jock that pushed him "Fuck off" he muttered.
The jock immediately grabbed him and twisted his arm sharply behind his back and shoved him face first into the locker "What'd you say retard?" he said into his ear.
"Fuck Off�did I stutter" Nick chocked out.
The jock whipped him around and was about to punch him in the face when I hand grabbed his from behind "Guys�we're gonna be late for lunch" Justin told him pulled him away from Nick.
"What they're just a bunch of fags Justin�and he's a fucking retard, couldn't even pass 6th grade" he said walking down the hallway with Justin and the other jocks.
Justin looked back at Nick and smiled slightly. Nick smiled back momentarily then flipped him the bird and turned around. "Fucking ass" Nick muttered nursing his arm.
"You ok?" Lance asked softly pulling Nick's arm to examine it.
Nick nodded "Yeah�it's not broken, come on, let's go over to Domino's for lunch today" he said as they headed for the door.
"What is with you and Timberlake?" Lance asked as they sat outside of Domino's eating their breadsticks. He'd only transferred that year so he was new to the situation.
"Nothings with us, he's a fucking asshole" Nick replied.
Alex smiled "Him and Juppy use to be best friends from the time they met in elementary school. It was even better when Nick flunked 6th cause then they were in the same class. Then Jup got skipped to 8th grade so they were back to the way they were�then Justin made the Varsity b-ball team in 9th grade�can you believe it? Anyway, Justin became too cool to hang out with the loner kids, 'specially retards like Nick here."
"Thank you gossip queen" Nick muttered.
"Why'd you flunk?" Lance asked.
"I never did my homework, I'd ace my tests�or at least get 90's but I didn't turn in one homework paper�so I flunked�I was too busy with my art, I don't give a damn about academics man" Nick answered.
"You are an amazing artist man" Lance admitted.
"Plus he can tell you the square root of any number almost instantly" Alex added.
"Really?" Lance asked.
"I kid you not" Alex told him.
"Fine� thirty six thousand four hundred eighty one" Lance said
"One ninety one" Nick sighed.
"Thirty three thousand eight hundred fifty six" Lance tried again.
"One eighty four" Nick answered.
Lance thought for another second "sixty one million seven hundred sixteen thousand seven hundred thirty six" he said with a smirk.
Alex looked at Nick and held his breath. Nick was quiet for a moment and replied softly "seven thousand eight hundred fifty six."
"Jesus" Lance whispered "You ARE good."
"I don't care" Nick shrugged "I just want to draw"
Meanwhile at the cafeteria Justin sat with his jock friends "Why do y'all pick on them?" he asked as he picked up his burger.
"Why the hell not?" one of them asked.
"Yeah, I mean their just a bunch of fags Justin�I mean they are worthless scum, not to mention that tall blonde ones fucking retarded" another one said.
"Nick's not retarded" Justin replied.
"Look Justin man�why the fuck are you sticking up for the freaks man, you are starting to worry me" the first one told him taking a chug of pop and belching loudly. The rest of the group laughed loudly.
"Nevermind about it man" Justin said with an inward sigh.
On the walk home from school Nick noticed a car pull up beside him, a 64 Chevy chromed out and in baby-blue "You need a lift?" the driver called out.
Nick blinked; it was Justin�figures he'd have his dream car "Go to hell Justin"
"Christ Nick, I just saved your ass today" Justin retorted.
"Where the hell was you the last hundred times they beat the shit out of me?" Nick spat.
"Look, I'm sorry" Justin said quietly.
"Justin, don't waste your time, I'm just a queer ass fag who was too stupid to pass 6th grade on the first try�remember" he sneered, quoting what Justin had said about him during Nick's freshman year.
"Look�I'm sorry Nick, how can I make it up to you?" Justin asked.
Nick stared at him "How are you going to make up the 3 broken arms Justin? What about the fractured wrists, the black eyes, the busted lips�the time when Jeff and Alan took me behind the alley at Glow and�" he paused knowing he'd already said too much. "Just don't worry your pretty little jock head about me, go back to your friends and your basketball games and leave me the fuck alone" he said taking off towards the reservoir.
Justin sat in his car pondering what Nick was about to tell him about Jeff and Alan, he needed answers, he thought to himself driving down the road and I know where to get them.
Half an hour later he pulled into the apartment building where he knew Alex had an apartment. He looked at the call buttons and found the one for McLean and pressed it twice.
"What?" Alex's raspy voice came over the intercom.
"It's Justin�I need to talk to you about Nick" Justin replied nervously.
"Justin�as in Timberlake?"
"Yeah" he replied.
"Come on up" he said buzzing the door. Once Justin had made it into Alex's apartment Alex motioned for him to take a seat "So what bring Mr. Popular to my humble abode?" he asked with a grin.
"You and Nick are best friends right?" he asked.
"Yeah�why, are you jealous now?" Alex smirked.
"No� well that's not the point, I want to know about all the times Jeff and Alan have beaten up Nick" Justin replied.
"What they don't brag to you and the rest of the meatheads about their escapades?" Alex asked getting up and heading to the fridge "Want a soda?" he asked.
"Sure" Justin replied "I'm talking about something that maybe they wouldn't have told us" he said carefully.
Alex handed him his soda "What are you talking about?" he asked coolly.
Justin sighed "Look, for the last I don't know, year or so, I've notice how badly Jeff and Alan treat Nick�why I didn't notice it before I don't know, but I tried to offer Nick a ride home and apologize for not being there for him and he said something about Jeff and Alan dragging him behind Glow�" he paused when Alex choked on his soda.
Alex looked at him with wide eyes "He told you about that?" he asked.
"No�but I want you to tell me. What happened Alex?" he asked.
Alex shook his head "No�I ain't saying shit, its not my business."
"Alex please�" Justin said fear creeping into his voice at the possibilities running threw his head "What did they do to him?"
"Look�I'll tell you, but so help me god if you hurt him�I will kill you like I should have done them" Alex said quickly.
"I would never hurt him�I have never hurt him" he paused "physically anyways."
"I never really hung out with him until the second quarter of this year�I knew him from the neighborhood and Glow but never really talked to him. One night around that time I was coming out of Glow when I heard some scuffling and screaming coming from the alley. I ran to the back and there they were Jeff and Alan, standing over a beaten and bloody Nick. I beat them off and took Nick home to clean him up" Alex stopped for a minute to see if what he'd said has sunk in.
Justin shook his head "They just beat the shit out of him" he said shakily.
Alex shook his head "For being so fucking smart you sure are clueless sometimes. They raped him Justin, both of them. Nick didn't go to the authorities because they threatened him and he isn't exactly open about his sexuality to his parents."
"I gotta go" Justin said getting up quickly.
Alex sighed "Bye Justin."
"Alex baby�did Justin leave yet?" Lance called from the bedroom.
"Yeah" Alex replied.
"Then get your ass back in here dammit, I do believe I had plans for it" Lance called out sweetly.
"Queen my ass" Alex muttered as he walked back to the bed room.
Justin drove to the reservoir and parked beside the other familiar cars. He looked at the Jeep and saw the license plate 'buck1' and a feeling of dread washed over him. That was Jeff's car. "Shit" he cursed and jumped out of the car and ran for the lake.
Nick backed up against the tree "Jeff�please�not again" he whispered as Jeff cornered him.
"Well Nicky boy, didn't you say you wanted to fuck me earlier today, isn't that what 'fuck you' means Alan?" he asked looking at the other jock.
"That is what it means Jeff" Alan agreed coming up from behind the tree to smack Nick's head against the trunk.
Nick slumped to the ground dazed "Please" he whispered as Jeff and Alan advanced on him.
"Leave him alone!" Justin yelled slamming into Jeff at full speed. Alan turned to punch him but Nick took the opportunity to kick the back of his knee and knocked him to the ground. "Nick�are you ok?" he asked quickly.
"I'm fine" Nick replied slowly getting to his feet.
Justin walked over to where Jeff was lying, holding his shoulder "If you ever, ever, come near Nick, Alex, Lance or any of the other loners, or gays in our school, the whole fucking school and the police will know what you did to Nick that night earlier this year and what you tried to do to him today."
"Who's going to believe you? My father is the fucking D.A. man, who's going to believe that I, Jeff Timmons, all-star QB fucking raped a poor little fag boy?" he laughed.
"You did didn't you?" Justin asked.
"Yeah, so what?" Jeff remarked.
Justin pulled the tape recorder out of his pocket "Who's stupid now?" he asked with a laugh. "Come on Nick, we'll go to Alex's and talk" he said grabbing Nick by the arm.
"Hey, why are you sticking up for the fucking fag's man?" Alan called out as they walked towards the parking lot.
Justin turned back to them "Because I am one of the fucking fags" he replied earning a gasp from Nick. "What?" he asked as they got into the car.
"You're gay?" Nick asked still in shock.
Justin shrugged "Have been as long as I can remember."
"But what about Brit?" Nick asked. Britany, who was the head cheerleader, had dated Justin since 9th grade.
"Brit's a fucking lesi man, I covered for her and she did for me, except her new G/F is a jealous one so she had to break it off with me" Justin replied with a grin.
"Holy shit, I'm in overload right now" Nick replied leaning his head back against the seat.
"Did they�" Justin asked.
"No�only a bonk on the head this time, look Justin I don't know why you went looking for me�but I'm glad you did" Nick told him softly.
"I got Alex to tell me what happened�that's how I found out" Justin told him.
Nick rolled his eyes "Fucking gossip queen" he muttered chuckling softly. "So you've been gay forever huh?"
Justin blushed "Yeah�I even had a crush on you in 8th man."
Nick's eyes bugged out of his head "You're shitting me?"
Justin shook his head "That was the year it really hit me that I was gay. The things I wanted to do to you�" he trailed off glowing red "Anyway�I didn't know you were gay at the time and I figured you'd hate me if you knew so in 9th grade when I made Varsity I surrounded myself with the cool kids and became one of them to sort of hide from you."
"Awe Justin�shit, even if I wasn't gay I never would have turned my back on you" Nick replied.
"Then when I found out you were gay when you were a sophomore I was already a 'meathead' and was too into my rep to think about telling you how I felt. I was so fucking stupid man" Justin sighed "I mean, if I would have tried to save our friendship maybe�"
"No Justin. Don't blame yourself for what they did to me" Nick said firmly.
"But if I hadn't�"
"NO Justin! It's their fault and mine for not telling anyone about it. Look, let's start over again alright?" Nick asked.
"Yeah" Justin replied with a grin.
Epilogue
"Ladies and Gentleman I give you Edison High School's class of 2003" the principal announced as the hats flew in the air and everyone cheered. Nick ran over to Justin and swung him around "You did it baby" he cried.
"Next year it's your turn Nicky" Justin whispered as he hugged him tightly.
"Awe ain't that a Kodak moment" Alex said coming up to them and snapping a picture of Justin wrapped around Nick.
Nick pulled Justin aside and through the school to one of the empty halls and kissed him passionately "Happy Graduation my love" he whispered softly.
"Mmm�I think that's the best graduation present I could ever have gotten" Justin mumbled happily into Nick's neck.
"Hmm�you just wait till tonight" Nick whispered seductively.
Justin's eyes grew wide "You think you're ready?" he asked quietly.
Nick nodded "I think its time to replace the bad memories with some good ones don't you think?" he asked.
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"So James, are you going to dump me over the summer for all the hot guys you'll find back home?" Alex asked leaning against the wall with his head on Lance's shoulder.
"You call me James again�you better believe it. But I'm only going home if you come with me" Lance said with a laugh.
Alex stared at him "You want me�to go home with you?"
"If you don't want too�" he was cut off by a kiss from Alex.
"I'll go with you if you want me too, I've never been out of the state before you know" Alex said with a grin.
"God, well we will just have to change that over the summer" Lance said pushing away from the wall and pulling Alex towards his car. "Come on lover, lets go to your house and celebrate" he said with a laugh.
The End
