Justin felt the first hit to his face and tried not to give them the satisfactory of knowing that they got him good. He held his breath as Chris and his goons hit him repeatedly. "You fucking faggot! You're gonna regret talking to me like that!" Chris yelled at him. Justin fought back as best he could with two guys holding him and Chris getting his punches in. Somehow, Justin managed to get his left leg free and connected it with Chris's crotch. He heard the dirty blond's cries and laughed. As Chris fell to the floor holding his balls, Justin kicked him in the face. He squirmed terribly so the two would let him go, but before he got the chance, an older man with glasses and thinning hair walked in. "What in god's name is going on in here?!" The man said. "Fuck," Chris hissed as he tried to get up. "He hit me!" "And what did you do, Mr. Hobbs?" The teacher asked as he looked at them. The two guys who were holding Justin let go of him. Justin pulled away and sighed. He was having one hell of a day. He sat down in his seat and smirked at Chris when the other blond got up. "I think you need to go to the principal's office," the teacher put his briefcase on the desk and then nodded towards the door. "All of you." Justin groaned and got up. Chris and his two friends left the room, then the teacher and last was Justin. The teacher told a student who was going in that he would be coming back shortly. Justin touched his eye and frowned. He felt the pain cursing through him. He knew it was going to leave a bruise. He stared at the back of Chris's head and swore he would get him back. *** "What the fuck happened to you?" Brian asked as Justin came inside their room. Justin sighed and walked to his bed. He dived for it not answering the brunet. "Jus," Brian walked over to him and put his hand on Justin's shoulder. "Tell me." Aggravated, Justin said with attitude. "What the fuck do you think?!" He shifted and got off of the bed slowly. He made a bee-line for the bath room. Brian followed him. Justin looked at himself in the mirror and touched the black eye that had formed. "Don't touch it," Brian stated as he walked closer to Justin. He grabbed a washcloth on his way and turned the faucet on cold. After soaking the rag in the water he applied it to Justin right eye. Justin felt warm all over that Brian was being like this. He knew with time he could get Brian all to himself. "Chris Hobbs." Justin stated plainly. Brian's face became emotionless and cold. The look scared Justin to some degree. "He did this to you?" Brian asked coolly. Justin nodded and shifted so he could sit up on the sink. When he got into a comfortable position on the sink, he spreads his legs so Brian could move closer to keep the cloth against his eye. Brian moved in between Justin legs and held the cold washcloth over Justin eye with one hand and ran his other hand up and down Justin left thigh. "Why the fuck did he put his hands on you?" Justin rolled his eyes and shook his head, not really knowing, "I called him a faggot..." Brian broke out in a smile. "For real?" "Yea." Justin chuckled, and then winced. "Well..." Brian gently patted Justin's eye one last time and dropped the rag into the sink, "I bet he wasn't expecting that." "Obviously." Justin said and tried to move off of the sink but Brian applied more pressure to his thighs so he couldn't get down. "What's the rush?" Brian asked playfully, completely different then a few moments ago when Brian's voice had murder in it. Now it was sexed up and fun. Justin raised his eyebrows and leaned back against the mirror. He had a few minutes till he had to go; they could have some fun. Justin ran his hand down his chest and over his own pants covered dick. He grasped it and grunted, thinking of all the dirty things Brian could do to him. He saw the glazed over look in Brian's eyes, the eyes which are glued to his hand movement and cock. Justin smiled and leaned forward up, grabbing Brian's chin and making him look up then tracing his tongue along Brian's upper lip. As Justin distracted Brian with his talented tongue, he started undoing Brian's belt and pants. He started rubbing Brian's cock in slow movements, applying pressure. "Fuck." Brian moaned and leaned against Justin's forehead. Justin put his hand in Brian's pants and started fisting the brunet's cock. As Justin works his magic, he inched closer and closer to Brian's ear. Grasping it in his mouth, Justin bit Brian's ear hard. "You fucker..." Brian groaned and pulled back. A sly grin appeared on Justin's face as he watched Brian rub his ear. "Well, I must be going..." Justin stated as he hopped off the sink and adjusted his uniform. Brian just stood there with his hand to his ear, his pants around his ankles and a hard on, "You're out of your fucking mind." Brian's voice cracked as he spoke. "I have detention in like... Two minutes ago. You can thank Chris for it." Justin slapped Brian's ass and started walking away. Before Justin could get too far, Brian grabbed a hold of Justin and pulled him back. Justin's back was to Brian's front and Justin could feel Brian hard-on poking him. "To bad... I was gonna give you the blow job of your life..." Brian ran his hand down to Justin's dick and let his index finger trace the outline of Justin's perfect cock. Brian felt Justin shiver and pleasure ran through him. They had just met and already he felt closer to the blond than anyone he'd ever known. "When you get back, your ass is mine." Brian told him. Justin just laughed and nodded. He couldn't wait to get back. He so hated Chris and now he had to go and spend time with the asshole and his stupid friends. *** "Are you going to eat that?" Michael asked Emmett as the taller kid pushed his tray away. "What?" Emmett looked at his tray and then at Michael. "The pudding." Michael grabbed it before Emmett had time to answer. "Isn't that one of the reason you are in the chubby department?" Cody asked smirking. "Fuck off." Brian told Cody. "So what did you and Justin do last night?" Emmett looked at Brian. Brian smirked but didn't say anything. He had practically jumped the blond the minute that Justin had gotten back to their room. "What do you care?" Michael asked defensively. He didn't want to hear about Brian's night with the little asshole. "Because he doesn't look too happy." Emmett was looking at Justin who was standing at the entrance of the lunch room scanning for something. Everyone looked in Justin's direction and watched as Justin started walking but not towards them. "Where is he going?" Ben asked seeing that Justin was stressed out. Justin tapped Chris on the shoulder and smiled when the blond looked at him. "Hi." "What the fuck do you want?" Chris asked getting up quickly. "To finish what we started." Justin didn't waste any time and punched Chris. Chris's hand went automatically to his face where he had been punched. He straightened and glared at Justin. "You are so fucked!" Chris made a fist and was about to attack back when Brian got between them. "Chris." He said the name with venom. "What do you think you are doing?" "This doesn't fucking concern you." Chris informed Brian. "You're trying to hit his boyfriend. How does that not concern him?" Emmett crossed his arms. "Emmett shut the fuck up." Brian hissed. "I'm dealing with this; not you." "I'm just helping." Emmett pointed out. Justin rolled his eyes. He just wanted to have a go at Chris but it looked like that wasn't going to happen. "Let's go, Brian. A teacher is coming." Brian looked at the teacher and then at Chris. He took a step forward and with a cold tone spat out what he wanted to say. "You touch a hair on him and I will end you. Stay the fuck away." Chris swallowed and glared at Brian as the brunet left. He had always hated Brian and now even more so because Brian had Justin. He wanted to have Justin for himself, but if he thought about it, he had started things on the wrong foot. He looked at Justin who was smiling and he was pissed. He was wanted to hurt Justin for being so damn beautiful and open and taken. Brian looked at Justin with an arched brow once they were sitting down at their table. He couldn't believe Justin’s audacity in going over to Chris and trying to start a fight. "What?" Justin asked angrily. "What?" Brian scoffed and shook his head. "You are nuts." "So? How is that any of your business?" Justin was pissed. Brian gave him a look that said 'just shut up'. He grabbed his juice and started drinking. The guys at the table remained silent as they stared at Brian and Justin, waiting to see what would happen next. "He hit me hard yesterday. I just wanted to..." "What?" Brian asked angry. "Get in more trouble? Chris is an asshole and I..." He leaned forth and whispered in Justin's ear. "I don't want anything bad happening to you." Justin smiled and caressed Brian's cheek. He moved his hand away when he saw that everyone else was watching. "What?" "You have an attitude problem." Michael told him. "What is it to you?" Justin asked annoyed by Michael. There was just something about him that he didn't like. Michael just shrugged and looked at Brian. "You are going to let him talk to me like that?" "What is Brian, your bodyguard?" Justin rolled his eyes. "I'm Cody." Cody extended his hand over to Justin. "I think that was just fucking amazing." Justin stared at Cody's hand but didn't take it. He smiled nonetheless. "Ah, someone who appreciates a good thing." "Well, he's kind of nuts and blind so he wouldn't be able to tell when a display of lunacy occurred." Brian hissed and glared at Cody. Justin smiled and moved closer to Brian. "You soo care. You soo love me." He whispered to the brunet. "How come everyone keeps saying you two are together?" Michael looked at Justin and smiled evily, then looked back at Brian. "You were fucking Mark just minutes ago." The whole table felt silent. Emmett had his mouth open, not believing what Michael had just done. Ben was serious, part of him was sad for Justin but the other part liked that Brian had been exposed. Cody just smiled and thought that he might have a chance with the blond now. Justin thought about if for a few seconds and then smiled. "Oh, that's the one with black hair and the blue tips, right?" Brian nodded. "Oh, he is soooo hot." Justin said smiling. "You ass. I so wanted to fuck him." "You still can." Brian pointed out. Justin smiled and nodded. "You two are so made for each other." Emmett smiled and grabbed his tray as he got up. "I'll see you guys." Brian put his arm around Justin's shoulder and kissed him hard. He let his tongue slip inside and heard Justin moaning. He pulled back and smiled. "I have class now." Justin nodded and kissed Brian again quickly. "Later." Brian nodded and got up. He looked at Michael but didn't say anything. He couldn’t believe that Michael had done that to him. Thank god he and Justin had already talked about their relationship. Michael got up too and grabbed his tray, following Brian. He was so fucking pissed that Justin hadn't cared that Brian fucked someone else. He was going to have to come up with another plan. "I don't think Michael likes you." Cody told the blond. "You figure that all on your own?" Justin asked smirking. "You're as bad a Brian." Ted said. "Who the fuck are you and where did you come from?" Justin asked, wondering where the kid had been. "He was there all the time." Ben pointed out. "He is just real quiet. His name is Ted." Justin nodded and then looked around. He spotted a tall guy with light brown hair and smiled. "Well, boys. I just found food. See ya." "No wonder Brian is with him." Ted pointed out. "They are like, so much alike." "They are not going to last." Ben said. It was mostly wishful thinking.