Paper Airplanes

Chapter 2

Jordan was walking back from school. He didn’t understand why people felt the need to bully, a big problem at his school. People didn’t deserve to feel worthless and unwanted. Everyone was special and weird in their own way. A GOOD way. A way that makes everyone different.
        He shrugged his backpack higher on his shoulders. He pulled out his phone to check his texts.
        1 NEW MESSAGE.
        Jordan opened it and read:
                Yo, bro. where u gonna b 2nite?
        The boy shook his head. Alex was his best friend, and quite a dimwit at times. He never thought things through, and his mouth was too quick for his mind. It was still a complete mystery as to how he and Jordan became friends… mostly because they were polar opposites.
        He replied:
                Studying for the huge exam coming up. What about you? I’m here if you need help.
        Alex:
                XD hangin w/ paul and nic. Ur funny. I cant b leave u rlly study

        Jordan:
                Why not?

        Alex:
                B cause itll make u a dweeb.

        Jordan:
                I’d rather be a dweeb than be

        His typing was interrupted by something hitting his head. It wasn’t hard, but it was noticeable, and—funny enough—it finished what he was about to type.
The paper read: STUPID.
        He pocketed the paper, shrugged, and finished his typing.