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Chapter 3- Cliché High

Midtown High School. The only interesting fact about the school is that over the last two years they’ve remodeled the lockers to make it impossible for a kid to get locked in. Kudos to the school board for trying to cut down on bullying. However, bullying came in all shapes and sizes. Midtown High was unfortunately a victim to these creative bullying techniques.

Terrik Cortez made it clear a long time ago that he was a smart bully. He avoided doing anything physical in front of witnesses, created untraceable dummy accounts to pick on those he deemed were “punks”, and somehow he came off as a class clown instead of a total ass.

Spoiler alert. He’s always an ass.

So when everyone was sitting through their mind numbing calculus class and there was an opened mouth sleeper, the set up was too perfect for Terrik not to take advantage of it.

“Watch this.” Terrik whispered to some of his friends, drawing in their attention as he began to crush a piece of paper down to a tiny ball. They all begin to smile as he turned around to check out his target. With their mouth open and head resting against the chair it made things too easy.

“Ay Beans!” He called out, stopping the teacher from talking and gaining everyone else’s attention. The kid only stirred until the wad of ball was thrown right into his mouth.

“Ah??” He jumps lightly in his seat, startled as his eyes opened suddenly and his mouth clamped down onto the wad of paper. Because they were in calculus this was treated like the funniest comedy skit ever seen. When in reality it was just embarrassing. It only got worse...

“Mr Dean,” The teacher sighed, he looked so tired and at this point there was no point in yelling. “Please just...spit it out.”

Marcus Dean, a seventeen year old doofus, got up and did the walk of shame towards the trash can. It wouldn’t be so bad if this wasn’t the eleventh time he’s had to do this. Marcus was one of Terrik’s favorite victims.

“Sorry Mr Cripe, it-“

“-Won’t happen again, yeah I know.” The teacher cut him off before going back to scribbling sloppy notes. He was quick to get back to doing his real job. Remember how the school board was trying to cut down on bullying? Yeah...that was a failed attempt.

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Marcus has always known that he blended in too well with the background. He wasn’t popular due to avoiding sports and he never rocked the hottest outfits. He’d rather wear a pair of jeans with a jacket instead of a jumpsuit. But that set aside he just couldn’t figure out why he felt so basic.

And yet somehow, as basic as Marcus claimed to be, his best friends were the exact opposite. They were the only reason why he kept showing up to school.

“Marcus, why?” Ethan held up his phone to show a repeating gif of Marcus waking up and “swallowing” the piece of paper. It wasn’t well made but apparently it got a lot of views.

“Do I really look like that?” Marcus questioned, not realizing how messy his hair was until he watched the video. He subconsciously reached up to touch the wavey mess, trying to flatten it a little while sliding his backpack on.

Ethan Just rolled his eyes but smiled, appreciating his friends lack of worry. “Yes, you’ve looked like this since freshman year dude.” He aggressively ran his hand through Marcus hair which resulted the two getting into a playful fight.

Marcus honestly wouldn’t be able to explain how he became friends with one of the coolest Jocks at their school. Ethan was taller, more muscular, and he had that charm to him. Maybe it was the intimidating muscles that flexed through his tight shirts but the girls just swooned over him. In a way he was also cliché but in the way Marcus wanted to be.

As the two were making their way down the hallway a third squeezed in between the two with their overly large curly ponytail. This was Toni.

Again something was being forced into Marcus full view as they walked. “I saw the gif, it was poorly made but funny enough to redraw.” Toni chuckles as she held up her sketchbook. In the middle of unreadable notes was a little doodle of Marcus sleeping with drool hanging from his lip as a ball was being tossed into his mouth.

“This is so mean. I’m not a recycle bin.” Marcus faked being hurt as he read the sloppy words written on the doodle’s shirt. In reality he was wearing an Atari shirt, one that she despised. She liked to call him a fake 80’s fan.

Toni huffed before shuttering her book closed, letting Ethan chuckle first. “Yeah but your shirt deserves to be in one.” She threw shade, not caring how it came out. Which really spoke a lot about who she was. Toni’s was more color expressive. Her giant Afro was platinum blonde and she went out of her way to wear her own tagged work. Pants and jean jackets all had running spray paint stains. She was a cool hipster cliché. The kind Marcus wanted to be.

“Hey don’t bash too hard, gotta save your best material for tomorrow when he’s being a super nerd.” Ethan told Toni, smirking as he reminded them about the trip that was scheduled for the next day.

Marcus eyes light up as he rememberers. “That’s right! The Oscorp trip is going to be so cool.” He said excitedly, recalling all the new information he read on their websites. “Four levels of the building is being showed off to the public for the first time in like ages. We’ll be the first to see what they’ve been working on.”

“See? Super nerd.” Ethan teases as Marcus lightly shoves him. But even though Ethan picked on the shorter friend he truly did see the excitement in the field trip. He just didn’t understand the level of excitement Marcus was on.

Toni seemed to just shrug, not necessarily caring about Oscorp or what they were doing. “Those places are all talk until they accidentally create something decent. That’s how most of those places operate.” She did a little shuffle walk to avoid tripping over her loose shoe laces.

“I don’t know, I’ve just always thought they’ve seemed...secretive.” Marcus imagined a person for a moment before shaking the thought away. He knew who it was but he didn’t want to deal with that right now. “Plus, it’ll be fun.”

The other two mumbled in response to it being fun but they didn’t diss their friend for trying to make the trip seem less lame. It clearly meant something to him so they respected that. “We’ll see Dean.” Toni patted the boys on the back before making her escape through one of the schools many exits. Continuing her daily skip.

“Welp, there she goes again.” Ethan commented. They were used to seeing her skip their last hour but it never stopped being funny when she would get caught. “Think they’ll assign her a truancy officer?”

“Maybe.” Marcus smiled as he watched Toni’s blond poof bob up and down as she tried to stealthy run off school grounds. “But they’ll have to catch her first.”

The late bell rings and the two quickly rush to their last period, not being as stealthy as Toni. But at least now Marcus didn’t feel as lonely as he did earlier. All because of his best friends. They made him feel like a good Cliché.

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