Stubborn Chapter 2

A few miles away, on a hilltop opposite the Joan of Arc Academy, a teenage boy with short dark hair and blue eyes, wearing a blue suit was walking to school, in his hands he was holding a black, leather schoolbag. His head was down and he looked sad as he walked slowly to school.
Suddenly, he heard whistling and when he turned to look, he saw three boys headed his way so he hastened his pace, which made them run after him until they caught up.
“Well, if it ain’t Denis,” one of them said, a tall bulky teenager with short brown hair and dark brown eyes.
“No, that’s not it,” said another, a short, stocky boy with long blonde hair and blue eyes. “He likes to be called Denise.”
The boy, identified as Denis, tried to walk passed them but one of them, tall and lanky with a shaved head, got in his way while their leader pulled his bag out of his hands and dumped its contents on the ground, among which was a lip balm.
“Hey, look!” he said picking up the balm. “Denise has lipstick!”
“It’s lip balm,” Denis finally spoke. “Give it back!”
“Aw… are you going to cry?” the bulky one asked and tossed it to one of the blonde boy.
“What’ll you give us for it?” the blonde asked and tossed it to the tallest of them but it was a fifth person that caught it.
A teenage boy, almost as tall as the one supposed to catch the balm, his blonde hair cut short and combed from right to left, a glacial look in his blue eyes.
“Knock it off or I’ll have you all thrown off the team,” he said looking at the three bullies.
The three did not seem to have the courage to continue with the new arrival present so they left glaring at both but after walking a few feet, they started sniggering. As soon as they were out of sight, Denis wrapped his arms around his rescuer, squeezing tightly.
“Kevin!” he almost yelled, tears running down his cheeks.
“There, there,” the other said soothingly, patting him on the head. “I’ve only been gone about week…”
“Ten days!” Denis replied. “Ten long days and you know how they’re all like to me when you’re not around.”
Denis suddenly let go and turned around. “And you still won’t tell me what it is you do when you leave,” he said reproachfully as he wiped his eyes.
“It’s no big deal…” Kevin shrugged.
“It is too a big deal! We’re supposed to be friends,” the other barked.
Kevin chuckled and walked closer then rustled his hair. “Come on, we’ll be late for class.”
Though still pouting, Denis picked up his books and followed his friend to school. It only took a few minutes for him to start smiling again and ignore all the mean looks that followed him and his friend as they walked down the hall.