I don't own Charmed.
I know I'm starting a new story and I haven't even updated my other ones, but I came up with this one and I wanted to write it while it was still fresh in my head, so sue me.
Full summary: Christopher Perry is a normal little boy, but he has a problem. He is always getting picked on by this bully named Wyatt and everyday is a nightmare trying to avoid him. Chris finally gets away when his parents move to New York, but circumstances brings him right back to California in his senior year of high school and now he has to face the same problem with Wyatt again while he's in elementary school. Wyatt is an out of control teenager who's captain of the football team, and parties alot, but never obeys his parents. He gets so happy when Chris comes back to town so it can be like old times. Next thing he knows his parents force him to take a charge and it turns out to be Christopher Perry. Wyatt then starts to have feelings for the boy, but there's one thing that's stopping him from being with him. His parents said that he was not aloud to sleep with any of his charges, because they know his reputation.
Little Christopher Perry was running down the school halls with Wyatt Halliwell on his tail. Every since Chris has been going to school he's always had this bully named Wyatt to come after him. This has been going on so long, Chris knows the routine. Its everyday that he comes to school, takes a beating from Wyatt as soon as he gets there, does his work, takes another beating from Wyatt, and if he's lucky he can get away from him when its time to go home, if he could run to the bus fast enough, but if not, this would be his worst beating of the day since he's provoking Wyatt by running from him.
Wyatt has always had it out for Chris. Chris never knew why. Was it because he was a nerd? Or maybe it was because he looked pale and he didn't have as big of a tan as Wyatt did. Whatever the reason was, Wyatt has been crossing the line with all his pranks. One time he put super glue to Chris' chair, which made the whole class laugh, and tease him throughout the whole day. He even one time had his friends give poor little Chris a swirly, just for the fun of it, and whenever he picked on Chris he had his own little special name for him. Chrissy. Every time Wyatt saw Chris thats what he would call him.
As the blond continued chasing the brunette down the hall, he was getting more and more frustrated. Right now he just wishes that he could use his powers to stop him, but his mom always yelled at him if he ever used his powers during school, since he's come so close to being erased for that so many times. She threatened to take away his powers if he used them on a mortal one more time, and Wyatt couldn't have that. If he didn't have his powers he wouldn't have anything.
Wyatt was a witch, and he was suppose to be a good one too, but so far he hasn't done anything good with his powers. That's one thing that's always made his parents and aunts made at him. He was twice blessed and he should have been a little angel. Instead he turns out to be a bully, who picks on poor little Christopher Perry, because he feels as though its so much fun.
Chris looked back one more time to see that Wyatt was gaining on him, and if he didn't step it up, he was going to take the beating of the life time. Chris began to run faster and faster, until he finally saw that he was inches away from the bus and freedom from the blond. If Chris could, he would've used his powers to make Wyatt leave him alone. Chris didn't even have to hear it from his parents to know that would be wrong to expose his magic. As much as he wanted to make Wyatt leave him alone, Chris just couldn't do it, because Wyatt could seriously get hurt, and Chris doesn't want that to happen, even though Wyatt wouldn't think the same about him.
Wyatt saw the brunette was only a few feet away from reaching the bus. Wyatt pumped up his legs and began moving faster, and he threw out his arm and caught the scared Perry. Wyatt was so caught up in his victory that he didn't notice a bump in the road, until he foot got caught in it, causing him to trip and fall on the ground.
The young Perry took this as an opportunity to make a quick get away so he took off as fast as he could away from the blond Halliwell, and raced on the bus, knowing that Wyatt wouldn't dare come on the bus after him, unless he wanted to accidentally get sent to the wrong place which Chris knows, that Wyatt's not even that desperate to do. A few seconds after Chris got on to the bus he heard the bus turn on, meaning that he was about to leave. The green eyed brunette looked out the window at Wyatt and waited till he got up from the ground to stick his tongue out at him and make faces at him while the bus drove off
Wyatt was really irritated by the faces that the blond was making at him. He was so tempted to just orb on that bus and start beating the tar out of the kid, but he couldn't. White lighter powers were suppose to be used for good, and nothing bad. It didn't matter right now. He knew that he would get the little guy tomorrow when he comes to school. Wyatt will just give him an extra beating for what he's doing right now and he'll give him some extra tricks. He's already got planned up what he's going to do tomorrow. Christopher Perry won't know what hit him, and plus he won't be like he can do anything, because if he could he would have done something about this a long time ago.
The whole bus ride home Chris regretted what he did. He knew he was going to have to pay for that tomorrow with his life if not something worse. Whatever it was, Wyatt was going to get him for taunting him through the windows. There has never been a time where Chris has gotten away with making a fool of Wyatt. Chris just wishes his life wasn't so complicated.
Not only did he have to endure the pain of being picked on by Wyatt, but every time he got home he'd have to hear about his parents telling him how dangerous he was, and how careful he has to be seeing as he's half witch and half Phoenix. Chris' dad is a witch while his mom was a Phoenix, which made him both. Chris hated being both since he was hated by both sides. Witches are good and Phoenix's are suppose to be evil, but his mom wasn't and they were able to get along so why can't all witches and Phoenix's get along. Chris knew that the day that happened would be the end of the world.
The bus finally stopped at where Chris was suppose to get off, but he really didn't want to go home. The only reason why he ever came home was to get away from Wyatt Halliwell. That was it. If Wyatt wasn't in his way he'd probably be outside playing with the other kids, but knowing Wyatt, he'd come anywhere that Chris is.
Chris got off the bus and slowly walked home, looking down at the ground the whole time. Could his life get any worse. He has a bully who picks on him, parents who lecture him about his powers, and he's hated by both worlds on the magic side. As he slowly made his way up to his house he saw that there was a U-Haul truck. The young Perry start scratching his head thinking of why it could be there. The only reason why people have trucks is to move.
His eyes nearly shot up when he saw two men carrying his bed and putting it on the truck. What was going on here. Were his parents punishing him for some reason. The brunette knew he had to find out what was going on as soon as possible. He ran to his house and almost got hit by a few men who were moving the large TV that was in the game room. He looked around for his parents until he found them sitting at the kitchen table having a little chat with each other.
"Mom," the young Perry said.
Patience looked up to see her only son standing there looking at her confused. She knew this was going to be something hard to explain to him, especially since he's only 5 years old. "Hello big boy," she smiled. "Come here," she gestured holding out her hands.
The young Perry did what he was told and dropped his back pack and jumped into his mother's arms who set him on her lap. Chris knew that something big must be happening. The only time his mother would ever pull him into her lap is if she was lecturing him on something or if there's some big news that she has to tell him, and right now it could be either.
"Chris sweetie, your father...," she started but didn't know how to explain this to her young son. "Well your father has gotten a new job in New York," she told him. "And well I know you have a lot of friends and you don't want to leave, but...," she froze.
Her husband Jared just nodded for her to continue. Him and Chris really didn't get along. Jared really never knew why. For some reason his own son resented him. Most of the time, Chris wouldn't even look at him. Jared probably thought it might have something to do with him not being home all the time, because he's always been at work.
"I'm sorry Chris...your father and I decided that it would be best for all of us, if we moved to a better place and..." before she could finish the Perry jumped off her lap ecstatic.
"We're moving," he exclaimed.
"Yeah, and sorry Chris, I know you have lots of friends, and I.." she tried to talk, but her son was too overjoyed with happiness and before she could say another thing ran up the stairs. Patience looked back at her husband who was just as surprised as she was. "Well that went better than I expected," she said.
The young Perry ran up to his room, ducking and dodging a few moving men on the way. When he got to his room he could see most of his stuff gone. This must have been just a quick move. Chris didn't care. He was so happy that he wasn't going to be picked on by Wyatt anymore. This was like a dream come true. Something that he's been hoping for, for a long time, finally comes to him with just a blink of an eye.
Chris went and looked outside his window to see all the little kids playing. The only thing he wishes is that he could have played out there before he left, but it didn't matter anymore. He would make new friends and his life would be a whole lot better from now on since he wouldn't have to duck and dodge Wyatt. Today was his last day of torment, and it would be clear sailing from now on.
After going on the high chase and losing, the blond walked home. He never really liked to ride the bus since the he really never liked anyone on there. Wyatt was known for beating up so many kids, that just about all the kids in the school were afraid of him, so he didn't really have many friends, but he didn't care. As long as he was feared he didn't need friends.
When Wyatt walked into the house, it was very quiet as usual. The manor was not a place he would usually hang out at. He would normally go to the park, but because he's had so many detentions in the past week he's been grounded so he's locked up in the hell hole that he calls the manor for a long time. He would give anything right now to be out of this house. Even if it meant that he would have to be at school all night.
As Wyatt walked towards the stairs he could see his mother and father sitting on the couch in the foyer laughing as usual. His mother owned a club and a restaurant, so she never had to work a lot and his father was a white lighter. That meant most of the time they were all going to be home, which Wyatt hated since that meant he would never get any alone time.
All the witches say being half white lighter and witch was pretty much the luckiest thing in the world. For Wyatt it was a car. Especially since he was the son of the Charmed Ones. Just about all the time he had to worry about demons shimmering in and hurling energy ball his way, and sometimes even trying to kidnap him, which was never a success so why even bother.
Wyatt saw that his parents were having so much fun that they didn't even notice him until he was half way up the stairs.
"Hey buddy," Leo said to his son.
"How was school sweetie," Piper asked.
"It sucks," Wyatt said as he continued to walk up the stairs not looking at his parents once.
"Watch your language," Leo was quick to scold his son, seeing as this wasn't the first time he's said something like that, and it surely wasn't going to be the last.
"What are we going to do with him," the eldest Halliwell asked.
"I don't know, maybe boarding school," Leo joked. He knew how much Piper would hate to send her little boy away and not be able to see him, but only for the holidays. That was the only reason why Leo hasn't acted on it yet.
"Leo, you know how I feel about that," Piper reminded him. "I just wish he would stop being so private and just talk to us," she sighed.
"I know honey, but maybe he's just going through a phase," Leo suggested it. "He'll probably grow out of it in a couple years." The couple just sat there in silence for the rest of the night worried about their eldest.
12 years later...
Chris Perry was carrying boxes and loading them into his truck. He couldn't believe it. After twelve years he was moving back to California, where his life was hell, but maybe it wouldn't be after being away for that long. Hopefully things will have changed since he last lived there, and he won't want to move this time.
For the first few years that Chris lived in California, it really hasn't been that bad. He even made some new friends who he's still friends with as of this day. There was really no one who picked on him, even though he was a nerd, but it was understandable seeing as there are plenty of them in the school that he went to. If it wasn't enough he actually started to have a relationship with his dad, and they started doing father and son things together, like going to baseball games and stuff like that.
Then one day, everything just changed. Chris' mom just passed out while working. Chris was alerted about it as soon as he got out of school, so he could go straight to the hospital to know what was going on. When he got there the doctor told him that his mom was diagnosed with lung cancer and they didn't know how much longer she had.
Chris has been taking good care of his mother since then. He's even dropped all his after school activities so he could come home and check on her. Things were going fine again, until it came to his mother's birthday. His dad said that he was going out for birthday cake and a birthday present for his mom, but then never came back home. That was the day that changed Chris' life forever.
Ever since his dad left him, and his mother was on disability, Chris had to get a job to support himself and take care of his mother. He had to take on the responsibility of being the man in the house at an early age. For a couple of years he was able to handle it, but with all the stress of going to school and working at the same time was really weighing him down. The young Perry knew he couldn't keep this up and as much as he hated to do this, but he knew that him and his mother couldn't afford to live in New York anymore. They had to move back to California, where they could get help since they had many family members who lived there.
That's what brings Chris back to packing. If he could do this over again, he would make sure his father wouldn't have left him, but time wouldn't let him change that. All Chris can do now is go with the flow and hopefully things will work out back in California, where hopefully his life won't be as bad as it was here.
Back in California there was a huge party going on at Jason's house. Jason was a defensive quarterback on the football team and well known throughout the whole school. His parents were out of town so being the teenager that he was, threw a party and invited only cheerleaders and football players even though those aren't the only people who came. Jason just made sure that none of the nerds got into his party. He didn't really care about anyone coming in, its just that this was a no nerd zone.
Upstairs in his parents bedroom was Wyatt Matthew Halliwell, but he was not alone. He was up to his same old tricks into saying a few sweet words to a girl and bringing them upstairs. This girl was not much different from all the others that he used.
The girl laid there panting hard almost breathlessly. This had been her first time and this was an experience of a life time. She turned to the blond Halliwell laying next to her saying, "wow that was amazing," she said.
"Yeah it was," Wyatt nodded. Wyatt then looked at his watch. "You should probably get home before your parents realize that you came to this party," Wyatt told her. "I'll see you tomorrow at school," he added.
"Okay," the girl said giving him a small peck on the check and grabbing her clothes, before she walked out of the room covering her naked body.
Wyatt just laid there in bed smiling at his victory. The room was reeking of sex and sweat, but he couldn't help it. This was rough, and that's how he liked it. After lying there for awhile he pulled out his book and put a line through the girls name. "That will be every girl that he's had a crush on," Wyatt laughed to himself, pleased that he just won a bet. Next thing he knew, heard a knock on the door. "Just a minute," Wyatt said as he got up and pulled his boxers on.
Before he could get anything else on, the door opened revealing his best friend Jason on the other side, who scowled his nose at the smell of the room. "Damn, Wyatt tell me you didn't just do what I think you did," he said.
"Sure did," Wyatt grinned as he put his jeans on. "So come on Jason, pay up," Wyatt demanded. "That will be a hundred bucks, won fair and square," he told his friend. Him and Jason had made a bet a long time ago. Jason bet that Wyatt couldn't sleep with all the chicks that he listed on his paper within a week, but Wyatt was able to do it all within a few days and now he had just earned himself some extra money.
Jason, scowled as he took out his wallet and counted out a hundred dollars in twenties and handed it to his best friend of five years, who thanked him as he rubbed in his little win. "You know Wyatt, I have a question for ya," he said. "How are you able to get all this girls to sleep with you so easily," Jason asked.
"Easy," Wyatt shrugged. "All you have to do is have the right looks, smell good, and tell them what they want to hear," Wyatt explained. "Which you probably have a hard time doing, since you're only able to have sex with a girl once every week," Wyatt taunted.
"Hey at least I'm not a virgin," Jason pointed out.
"Yeah, but by the time you have sex again, you might as well be since it takes you so long," Wyatt said back laughing.
"You know Wyatt, I don't ever see you having a family," Jason said. "You'll probably be a swinger for the rest of your life."
"What can I say," Wyatt said. "If being a swinger means I get to sleep with the hottest girls around then thats fine with me," he said throwing his shirt on. "I've got to go, before my parents put me on the top teen teenagers missing list," Wyatt said.
"Alright see ya man," Jason said shaking Wyatt's hand one last time before he orbed out. Jason was a fire starter, so he knew everything about the magical world.
Him and Wyatt became good friends when his father, Tyler, had reunited with the sisters to get his powers back when they were bound. Lucky for Wyatt him and Jason were good friends and would vogue for each other when one got in trouble, and say that the other was with him the whole night, and each time their parents believed it. Little did Wyatt know that Jason looked up to him a lot, because Wyatt was the elder one of the two, but still, he was the only person who Jason talked to when he first came into school, but now Jason is popular and he can't walk down any hall without getting a what's up from someone.
Wyatt orbed to his room, not wanting to be stupid enough to use the front door. His parents were probably downstairs waiting for him to come through there, so Wyatt was smart enough to go to his room so that he could say he's been home for awhile, without so much as a lecture. Wyatt took of his jacket and set it in the closet and soon he finally turned on his lights, and saw that his parents were both right there sitting on his bed. He had been caught and he knew he as in big trouble.
"Hey mom," Wyatt smiled knowing he was really in for it now.
Piper frowned crossed her arms. She had been up so late waiting for Wyatt to come home that she was now in her robes along with Leo. "Wyatt Matthew Halliwell," she gritted through her teeth. "Do you have any idea at what time it is," she asked angrily.
Wyatt looked down at his watch. "Umm...1:32 am," he shrugged like it was no big deal. For him it really wasn't, since this was probably the earliest he came in. Usually he'd be walking in the house by two or three and sometimes even four if he's having a good time.
"Don't get fresh with me young man," Piper said. She was at her wits end with Wyatt. She didn't know what went through that little mind of his. He was twice blessed, meaning that he should have been even better than she was as a child, but if she hasn't saw him herself when he was born, Piper would have sworn that he was Prue, Paige, or Phoebe's child, judging by the way they acted when they were teenagers, but Piper was always the geek and she didn't want her son to turn out like that, but she didn't want him to be an out of control teenager. "Where have you been," she asked.
"At a friends house," Wyatt answered truthfully.
"At what friends house," Piper asked.
"Why does it matter," Wyatt said back to his mother who was really getting irritated each time he said anything. "I was at a friends house , that's all you need to know," he said.
"Don't talk to your mother that way, Wyatt," Leo was quick to enter seeing his son getting to the point where he doesn't respect them.
"Well, she's the one who's always in my business, so I have a right to talk to her any way I want," Wyatt said back to his father.
"Yeah, well your business is our business," Leo replied back.
"Whatever," Wyatt rolled his eyes.
Piper just let the attitude part go, knowing that there was no way that they were going to get a more nice response for the boy who was almost a man now that he's just months away from turning eighteen. "Do you have any idea about how worried I was," she said.
"Please spare me the lecture," Wyatt said before Piper could go on. Wyatt has practically memorized every word of her lecture about how its not good to be out at this time in the morning without calling her and letting her know. Then she'd go on about how someone could have killed him and she wouldn't know and then how he could have been kidnapped or even worse, gotten attacked by a demon. Then she tells him about how he's headed the same path Phoebe was in her life when she was a teenager. Gosh Wyatt just hated these little stories.
"I tried calling you numerous times and you didn't answer once," Piper added.
"When?" Wyatt asked. He took out his phone and saw that he had twenty three missed calls and they were all from his mother. "Oh, yeah looks like you did," he said.
"What's wrong with you Wyatt," Piper asked concerned.
"Nothings wrong with me," he said. "Now if you two will excuse me, I think I might want to get some sleep before I go to that hell hole you guys put me in called school," Wyatt snapped at his parents since they were really starting to get on his nerves.
Leo and Piper looked at each other knowing they weren't going to get anything else out of there son and he didn't seem like he cared much about what they were saying, so that was going to be it for the night. They both nodded and headed for the door. Leo went out first, while Piper stayed back and took on last look at her son.
"You're grounded Mr.," she said. "And don't even think about sneaking out or else you can add another week to your punishment."
"Please, what are you going to do about it," Wyatt muttered so his mother couldn't hear or else he knew she'd blown up the house, which would disturb his sleep. "Whatever mom, can I please just get some sleep now, so I won't have to sleep in class," he said, which he did any way. There was not one class that he was awake for except Gym since he was the captain of the football team and the coach was always on his ass.
Piper shook her head and left her son in the room by himself, hoping that he would think about what she said, and praying that someday he would change his ways. The chances of that happening were like one in a billion, but there was still hope. Piper and Leo just had to figure something out.
Wyatt stripped out of his clothes until he was only in his boxers, and got into bed. He stared at the ceiling for awhile before he went to sleep, knowing that tomorrow was going to be a big day, and he doesn't know what he's going to do after school, even though his parents says that he's grounded, they both know that they can't keep him locked in this house. He will sneak out and do whatever he wants, so there was no point of him being grounded. Being grounded only motivated him to want to party more and harder. The only thing that sucks about partying all night is having to go to school the next morning.
Christopher Perry pulled up to the school in his car. From the looks of the school he could already see he was in for a long year. This was his senior year, and it sucked that he couldn't spend it with his friends he had been growing up with since he moved over to New York, but Chris understands that desperate times call for desperate measures and he had to move here for his mother's sake.
As the brunette got out of the car he looked around to see that nothing has changed about this place, even though when he was here he was only in elementary school, but still nothing has changed. There were guys skateboarding everywhere. Some were even spray painting graffiti on the walls. Chris has to admit, he has seen worse, coming from New York and all, but at least he had some friends to go through it with.
Speaking of friends, Chris started to think about his old enemy, Wyatt Halliwell. He could be any of those guys walking school campus. Hopefully Chris won't have to see him or maybe he doesn't go to this school. If he still lives on that house on Prescott street then he does, but maybe Wyatt's parents have moved. It has been twelve years and people do move on.
Chris grabbed his bag, and got of the car and took one deep breath. He just hopes that this school will be like the one in New York and he won't have any problems with anyone. All the Perry plans to do is walk in the school and walk out. He doesn't care about making friends, he just wants to finish off his senior year, and graduate so he can go to college back at NYU with his friends while his mom stays here in his family's care. Seeing all the teenagers going through the door, the brunette gulped as he made his way through the door as well.
Wyatt was walking through the hall, having already met up with his best friend Jason. As he continued down the hall ways he was getting high fives from just about all the guys in school, having heard about how many girls that Wyatt nailed.
"So you get in trouble," Jason asked his friend.
"No, not really," Wyatt lied. "My mom said that I was grounded, but she knows that she can't keep me in that house," Wyatt chuckled along with his friends. Wyatt then saw a girl walking up towards him. It was that same girl who he slept with the night before.
"Hey Wyatt," she smiled.
"Hey Jenn," Wyatt stuttering a little. "Can I talk to you," he asked.
"Okay, sure," she said.
Wyatt then pulled her aside and leaned on the lockers. "You know Jenn, I had a great time last night and all, but I'm sorry, you're just not my type," he said.
"What do you mean," the girl asked confused. This guy was so nice to her, she basically poured out her heart to him all the time, and he took her virginity. They had been going out for only two weeks, but Jenn thought that she could trust Wyatt.
"Well, I had a good time with you and all, but I just don't think that we should be together anymore," he told her. "I'm sorry," he apologized, but wasn't serious.
The girl slapped him hard before she ran away crying.
"Dude," Jason said walking over to Wyatt. "I can't believe you always manage to do that," Jason laughed seeing as that was the ninth girl this week and every time Wyatt still manages to get another girl within the next few hours.
"Yeah well what can I say," Wyatt said arrogant. "I'm a Halliwell and I do what I have to do to get the hottest chicks in the world and then I dump them like yesterdays trash," he said.
"You know, I'm going to laugh when you find this one person that you won't be able to dump and you fall in love with them, but they dump you," Jason said.
"Please," Wyatt smirked. "There is not going to be any girl that I won't be able to screw and du-," Wyatt was about to finish, but suddenly he felt someone else's body run into his nearly knocking him to the ground. "Hey punk, watch where you're go-," Wyatt stopped when looked up and saw a brunette standing there. There was just something about him. Wyatt didn't know what it was, but he just felt some connection between him.
Chris knew this was not the way to start. He just bumped into a blond guy, who seems to be one of the most popular guys in the school. This guy had blue eyes and hair down to his shoulders with some facial hair. Chris felt like he knew him for some reason, and he had to admit the guy was pretty cute, but he couldn't say that out loud or else he'd be hanging from the flag pole by his underwear like Wyatt use to do to him.
"Sorry about that," the young Perry said as he got down and picked up his books.
"Don't worry about it," Wyatt said back. "Its alright," he added as he got down and helped the guy pick up his books and handed them to him. "So," Wyatt started trying to make conversation with him. "Are you knew here," he asked.
"Well sore of," Chris said back to the stranger who handed him his books. "I use to live here a long time ago, but I moved back because of some stuff," Chris explained not wanting to tell everyone about his situations at home. Chris stared at the blond for awhile and he could tell that he was starting to blush, so he knew he'd better move before the guy realizes it. "Well it was nice meeting you," the Perry said as he rushed off to find his locker.
Wyatt then saw him drop something on the ground. "Wait!" he called for him, but the brunette just continued not even looking back. "Hey wait you dropped something!" Wyatt started to chase after him, but stopped to pick up the thing that he dropped on the ground. Wyatt then looked at it, and saw that what the guy dropped was his drivers license.
As he was looking at the license, his best friend came up beside him, laughing a little at what just occurred. "Wow, Wyatt looks like someones getting a little soft there," Jason said. "Usually if anyone bumps into you, you'd have broken every bone in their body by now," he stated.
"Shut up," Wyatt snapped. He looked at the persons license and began to smile.
"Judging by the way you're looking at the license, I say someone has got a crush, on a guy," Jason taunted. "Hey I don't care if you're gay, you can tell me," he said.
"Can it Jason," Wyatt was quick to snap. "I'm not gay and you know that, with how many girls I'm always sleeping with," Wyatt pointed out.
"Okay then, why are you smiling at that guys picture," Jason asked.
"Because I know this guy," Wyatt told him. "Its Christopher Perry," Wyatt said. "Chrissy," Wyatt whispered to himself. "Come on lets go find him," Wyatt walked down the hall towards where the brunette went, with his friend following him not too far behind. Wyatt looked around for the person and he finally found him standing at his locker loading all his stuff in there. Wyatt knew this was a perfect opportunity to go and mess with him.
Wyatt can't help but notice how much the boy has changed. He's gone from nerdy Chris to hot brunette, Wyatt could only say from a guy point. Wyatt still can't believe that the boy left without so much as a goodbye, but he's back and that's all that matters.
Wyatt walked up to the brunette and leaned against the lockers and smirked at him evily. "So, before you moved here where'd you use to live," Wyatt asked. He though he might make a friendly conversation before really going at it with the guy.
"Well I use to live in New York," the brunette answered. "Yeah, I and believe it or not I did go to elementary school in this town," Chris added.
"Don't worry, I believe you," Wyatt smiled. "Its good to have you back, Chrissy," Wyatt said rubbing the brunette hair and messing it up.
"Thanks," Chris said a little freaked out as he closed his locker. "How do you know my name, and why did you call me Chrissy," he asked remembering only one person called him that.
"You dropped this," Wyatt said handing him his license.
"Oh wow, thanks for giving it back," Chris said thankfully, but looked up at the blond who was still smirking at him. "I don't think you told me your name yet," Chris pointed out.
"I feel insulted," Wyatt said. "Come on Chrissy tell me you don't remember me," he asked.
Chris tried to think of who it was that always called him Chrissy and it didn't take him long to remember who that monster was and that monster was standing right before him today. He looked a whole lot different than he did when he was little. "Wyatt...Wyatt Halliwell," Chris stuttered thinking about all the things the guy did to him when he was back in elementary school.
"See," he smirked. "I knew you'd remember," Wyatt said as he began to advance on Chris was began to walk back. "Wow, so here you are again, still that same little scared boy that left twelve years ago. You know I have to admit that I've really missed you since I haven't had anyone to boss around, I mean yeah I did, but none of them were like you," Wyatt continued on his rant seeing the brunette shaken with fear which only made the blond happier knowing that he's had a huge impact on him, and after all those years Chris still is afraid of him. "You know, you just left without so much as a goodbye," Wyatt pointed out. "But that doesn't matter anymore, because all that matters is that you're here and I plan on making up every minute that I haven't beaten the shit out of you," Wyatt said.
"Look," Chris gulped. "Could you please just leave me alone," Chris asked. "I haven't bothered you and trust me I don't want to be here as much as you want me here, so how about we just both go on about our lives and you don't talk to me and I won't talk to you," Chris suggested.
"Now who said I didn't want you here Chrissy," Wyatt said. "I always want you here Chris, because I need someone to take out my frustrations on and I can't think of a better punching bag than you," Wyatt said.
"Wyatt I didn't come here for this," Chris replied coldly.
Wyatt just chuckled at the brunette. "You hear that Jason, poor little Chrissy didn't come back for me, I'm so hurt," Wyatt said in a teasing voice. "You think I care about why you came here," Wyatt said. "The only thing I care about is that you're here, and now I don't have to walk around punching random nerds when I can punch you," he pointed out.
Chris was scared and the bell had already rang, and Chris knew that he was late for class and that wasn't a way to start out with his teachers. Chris tried walking past Wyatt, but got slammed right back against the lockers so hard that his back was in pain, and he was sure that was going to leave a mark in a few hours, if there wasn't one already there.
"Where do you think you're going," Wyatt said. "We're not finished here," Wyatt smirked. "I think I still owe you from that time you caused me to trip and fall, and then you thought you could tease me while you were on the bus, and think you could get away with it," Wyatt told him. The brunette tried his best to get away but Wyatt was quick to grab him into a headlock and began to give him a nuggy, that had Chris squirming the whole time trying to get away, but was never able to get out of it. When was was fully satisfied with that, he took his middle finger and put it in his mouth till it was soaked. "Now its time for a wet willie," he said sticking his wet finger in Chris' ear causing the brunette to scream out in pain. Gosh, Wyatt has missed these days so much. Wyatt then bent down to Chris' level saying, "see ya after school Chrissy boy," he then gave him a couple of pecks on the cheek just to be funny, as he finally let him go and let the boy fall to the ground. Wyatt then headed to the bathroom with his friend, knowing he wasn't going to go to class today.
Chris just sat there in silence. He knew this was going to be one long year. How was he going to handle all of this. Whatever he does, he just can't let Wyatt keep doing this to him.
Okay so this is the first chapter so please review and let me know if I should continue
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