Streets of Paper (bxb) ~ Prologue~

When he woke up this morning, pushing the sheets off of him and running downstairs to eat his cereal, all he was thinking about was going out to ride bikes with Oliver. His mother raised an eyebrow at him, who didn’t even say good morning as he practically threw the bowl inside the sink and dashed to his room again to get dressed. His sister yelling at him from the stairs, since he had bumped into her sleepy self. "Sorry boogerzilla!" He yelled from his room and slammed the door close with a Bang. "Preparing for lift off!!--" The 12 year old boy took impulse and dashed to his bed, running to it and flipping to do a cartwheel. "AND! BOOM THE SPACESHIP HAS SHOT INTO SPACE! THE CROWD CHEERING AND WAVING! HAAAAAAAAAAA!!" he imitated the sound of a roaring crowd as he ran to his closet and grabbed his thick, outer rim glasses. Chester pushed the doors open and grabbed whatever he could find in the disorganized pile of clothes he had on the bottom of the hangers, his mom always trying to hang his clothes tidy on them, but they always fell and he didn’t bother to pick them up. He grabbed some pair of jeans with a yogurt stain on them and slipped a green shirt with a Scooby-Doo character, the words 'Scooby-Snacks' on the bottom.

"MOM!! I’m going out!!" The brown haired boy yelled while running down the stairs at full on speed, turning around the corner to dash for the back door that led to the garage. He heard his mother say something about a helmet, but he ignored and just dragged the blue bike out. Jumping on it and wobbling a bit on its wheels before he finally pushed himself off his dad's SUV and rode the bike down the street. Of course when he got to the park, his eyes narrowed to look at the three faces that were talking with his best friend... But he was too far, and didn’t recognize them. The kid raised his arm and waved at his friend, who had turned around when he yelled "CHESTER REPORTING!!!"

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 His lilac colored eyed shifted, looking back at the 3 boys behind him, who had their arms crossed and expecting looks on their faces. For a moment he actually looked like he was at a loss of what to do. He stood across from the brunet, whom was staring angrily at him. The boy ran a hand through his chocolate colored hair, he bit his lip, looking back at his old friend... the auburn haired boy looked angry, but mostly betrayed. And his confrontment to him made the chocolate haired boy back up slightly, unsure of what to do. He looked back at the 3 boys, "So what's it going to be, Oliver? That loser or us?" The Asian kid asked. Oliver looked back at the auburn boy, despite all the yelling he had made. The dark haired brunet was cornered, and suddenly his eyes narrowed. "Chester, you're embarrassing me!! Go AWAY!! I don't want to hang around you anymore! I have new friends now! I'm tired of your stupid face anyway!!" He yelled and pushed the 12 year old across from him away. 

His shove made Chester fall on his back, looking back up at Oliver in shock. Getting the confidence, the boy named Oliver gave a huff and turned around, "You're right! He's such a loser!" he scoffed, making the other three boys nod in agreement, "Yeah!" they all said, The black skinned boy grinned, "YOU HEAR THAT LOSER?! YOUR 'BEST FRIEND' DOESN'T LIKE YOU ANYMORE!!!" Oliver looked at the boy as if insulted, "What best friend?! I wasn't his best friend to begin with! I just knew him!" he defended, shoving his hands in his pockets. "Oooohhhhh.... burn!!" The boys laughed, Oliver's lilac eyes avoided Chester's hazel ones, a sneer on his face, "Let's just get out of here. Nobody wants to look at him anyway." he deadpanned. "Yeah, you're right." one of them said, the other slung an arm around Oliver's shoulders, "You know something kid? You're cooler than I thought!" Oliver seemed to grin, "Really?" he asked and the other 3 nodded, the 4 boys walking away.

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         …When he woke up this morning he didn’t think that his best friend would reject him this way. What happened to their pledge of 'forever bros and besties. Not even superman can break their friendship apart'? They had even written it on paper!! He had it hanged up on his wall! How DARE he break the code of their friendship!!? Chester was just too furious to even care he was yelling at his best friend since pretty much birth. He had sat up to look at them walk away, leaving him and his bike thrown away like garbage. "FINE! I DON’T NEED YOU! GOOD LUCK FINDING ANOTHER PERSON TO GO TO THOSE STUPID CHRISTMAS PARTIES WITH YOUR GRANDMA! ....JERK!"  Chester stood up and kicked the dirt, watching one of the three boys turn around and give him the middle finger. Which caused the brunet to stomp his foot and stick two of his out fingers. But by that time, the boy had turned around and paid no mind to him. He felt so betrayed and pushed away, but mostly angry. His face had gotten red and tight, eyes red with anger. He cursed him in his mind and kicked his bike in frustration, but his glasses fell by accident and stomped on them by mistake.

Chester stopped and looked down at the shattered pieces under his red converse shoe. Some of the shards stuck on the sole. He looked down and just lowered his foot again, looking at the blurry direction where his 'friend' had left to. Friend... right... he couldn’t call him that anymore. Only one word rang in his head which made his eyes actually water a bit. Not believing this was happening. Not believing his friend... his BEST friend actually said all those mean things to him. And even after all he did for him... after all the food they shared and mystery movies they watched. He was...

He was such a...