Get Along Well The Series

Get Along Well The Series Written by: Justin Ocampo (Ibarramedia) This novel is dedicated to all the BL characters who invaded my life during this pandemic season. You made me reconcile with my first love, writing. [PROLOGUE] I am running for my life. Ram and his friends won't stop chasing me. I felt something on my knee, I think it is bruised but I don't care. Entering the halls of the high school department, I hope that the guards haven't closed yet the gates here. Without looking back, I know that my distance to them is not that far so I need to run faster. The tears I shred earlier is already dried up. I look like a mess; seriously why do I need to suffer like this? Going left or right, I don't know where to go because there are two gates here in the high school department. I decided to turn right but my eyes widened as soon as I saw the gates are down, meaning the guards already locked it. Possibly the other gate is locked as well. Now, I have no where to go. "The gates are locked, there's no other way out, Riley." Ram shouted. "You ran like you're participating in a marathon or something. There's no doubt that you really are a fag." His friend added. I turned my back and looked at them, "what else do you want? You already embarrassed me in front of other people in the quadrangle. Still not satisfied?" "Yes, that's not enough. You're so full of yourself. You always think that you are above everyone else. That's not enough for what you've done earlier." Five students are ganging up on me. Ram, Dexter, Alfred, Josh and Denton. Their group consist of seven members but one of them already left the group. Vincent is their leader and right now he is not with them. "That's not how I see myself, that's how you see me because you're insecure about yourself. Your lives are miserable, so you are dragging us to your misery by bullying and ganging up on others. And for the record, you've done something wrong and it's not my fault that you did not study for our exams. And really? You have the audacity to be angry when your group is the one who was caught red handed?" I am trying my best to be strong, not to show any fear towards them. I just did what is right. "Then, there's nothing wrong with doing this to you. Let's just say that we're even now." Ram is approaching me and it seems like they are going to harm me. I tried to use my bag as a protection but I heard a sound. It looks like they are opening a zipper or something. Suddenly, I felt something warm liquid pouring all over my body. I cannot believe what is happening right now. They are pissing on me? I never felt this scared in my entire life. I never thought that I will experience this kind of treatment. This is the worst. I started to feel tears coming down my eyes. I need to be strong but this is too much. I cannot move my body, it's like I'm glued in my position because of shock. Faintly, I heard the whistles from afar which I assume is from the security guards of the school. Ram and his friends ran to escape and left me there in a state of disbelief. I put down my bag and saw myself drowning with urine. My tears won't stop falling and my knees are trembling. The security guard approached me and I looked at him, he wants me to stop crying. I saw the other guards chasing Ram and his accomplices. As we are walking, I can see in my peripheral view that there are other people witnessing this walk of shame. Days passed, I have no idea what happened to Ram and his friends. Did the school reprimanded them, I don't really know. My parents called my adviser telling her that I will skip class for three days. She understood the situation and told my parents that it's okay for me to skip the whole week. My father wants to sue the school for what happened but my mother stopped him, saying there's no need since the school assured that they will do something about the bullies. During those days, I haven't talk that much. I will only respond to my parent's questions and after that, I'll stay quiet for the rest of the day. They are asking me if I want to transfer school and honestly, I don't know. I feel like it will never be the same again walking the halls of Blessed Infant Academy. "Riley, the school called and they want us to accompany you tomorrow. One of the bully's parent offered us scholarship grant because of what happened." My mom said. Great, because they feel responsible about their kid, they will just offer me a scholarship as their way of apologizing for what happened. Then what? Will that stop their kid from bullying another student? "Okay, mom." I gently replied while eating my dinner. The next day, we are in the office of the principal. I am facing the parent who offered a scholarship grant to me. He is wearing black tuxedo and white long sleeves. His necktie is red and there is a letter S printed all over it. He introduced himself as Winston Sanderiaga. I never heard that surname before so I don't have any idea whose father is this. He smiled to me, "Riley, on behalf of my son I want to apologize for what happened. I did not bring him here today because I thought you are not yet ready to face them. The experience that happened to you is unforgivable and I will understand if you can't forgive my son." He started. Then he addressed my parents. "I am a parent too and I know that this will not cure the trauma Riley experienced but this will help you for your future." He handed us a brochure. "Mr. and Mrs. Villaconcepcion, I am offering you a four-year scholarship grant that you can use for Riley's high school education. Aside from that, if you decided to transfer now to our university, we are going to shoulder as well his tuition fee for the rest of the year." "I assure you that you'll be safe there. We don't tolerate bullying and treat it as a serious offense. You have my word, Riley. As long as you are there in our University, I will make sure that you will never experience that kind of bullying again." I looked at my parents and they gave me a smile. His offer will ensure a bright future ahead for me. For the next four years, instead of paying for my tuition fee, my parents can start saving money for my college tuition. Looking at the brochure of the university, it is stated there that it is a private school. Their facilities are world class and it feels like a privilege to study there. There campus is so big that there are several buildings for the students from elementary until college. This university is like the school that everyone dreamed of attending to. It feels like Coventry University is calling my name, ready to welcome me for who I am and be the second home that I truly deserve.