Bear with it?

Boy?

Stupid?

Forrest.

Come and sit with me.

I've got something with to show you.

Two different people, two different approaches, one boy that was still boiling with indignation.

"I'm NOT stupid!" he mumbled after her as his face got redder. He was trying to hold back the tears of fury, and so far holding his breath had worked. He had to breathe though, as his last breath went with talking, and a tear escaped his vigilance in the process. It was only one tear thankfully, and hopefully one that Tobias didn't see. He relaxed visibly when Tobias touched his arm, but it didn't help his mood either. It just didn't make sense. He'd already apologised, what else did he have to do to please her?

"Thanks, Tobias. It means a lot." Words had always failed him like now, but his look was of utter gratitude. It wasn't a simple friends-got-friends'-back act in his eyes. It was more... something he had missed in his previous schools, something that he'd been yearning for so long. Maybe he was reading too much into Tobias' support. Maybe he was a normal friend to him, but it didn't matter. It was enough to know they were friends.

He freed his legs from the table and looked at his friend.

"What have you got?" Ella could clean him, right?