Make It Better

"Well as ya can see it dun look ta good now does et." He pulld his hand away and contined to pout.

"I'm sorry." Drew looked down ashamed of himself. "I wasn't trying to be mean..."

Stephen hugged Drew again. "Ya waren't mean ah guess. Ah jus really hate mah skin."

"I really like it. It's so pretty." Drew smiled. "It's just different."

Stephen got picked on because of his skin. "Yeh, it is really different." He prefered Drew's skin.

"Why don't you like it?" Drew said, tilting his head.

"Ah get picked on cuz of et." He shrugged he was used to it by now.

"Who picks on you?" Drew frowned. "That's not very nice." He shook his head.

"No, no thay're nawt." Stephen's own father made fun of him for it. H got it from his mother and he said it was only for girls.

"Well tell me when they do it again. I don't like it." Drew shook his head again.

Stephen laughed. "An what are ya gunna do about et Drewbie?" He inquired.

"I'll have a very long talk with em." Drew crossed his arms. "Making fun of people is not nice."

Stephen frowned, tose boys would beat him p if he tried that. "No Drewbiw, ya dun go an do that."

"I will. Who is it?" Drew searched the play ground and his eyes stopped upon a group of boys. "Is it them?"

"Drewbie, please dun't du that." He knew he would have to do something to save Drew.

"Is that them?" Drew asked again. He wasn't going to stop until Stephen told him.

"Yeh, but ya kno they aren't that bad Drewbie ya need ta nowt ess with them."

Drew stood up and walked over to the boys, arms folded across his chest.
"You shouldn't pick on my friend like that." He said angrily, pointing at Stephen.

The first boy immidiantly began lauging, he turned to Stephen. "Awww do you need your little boyfriend to defeand you?" The other by shoved Drew to the ground and that was when Stephen got up and pushed the boy back. "Ya dun't touch him!"

The boys were much older than Drew and Stephen. So when the one pushed Stephen back hard it had an effect on him. Stephen was ready but he still stumbled backwards a bit, falling over a rock.
Drew was back up in a heartbeat. Adrenaline was pumping through his tiny body. He jumped on the boy's back and held on for dear life, throwing kicks and punches.

"D-Drewbie!" Stephen stood up and tried to get to Drew before that boy hurt him but before he cold the first boy swung his fist and hit Stephen in the eye, he fell back and landed on a rock, hitting his head and making him onley semi consious.

Drew screamed and hopped off the one's back to the ground. He swung his tiny foot, connecting with the first boy's crotch. He did the same to the second one then knelt down beside Stephen.

Stephen whimpered from his place on the ground his had and eye hurt. His eye was alredy black.

"Stephen are you okay?" Drew asked worriedly. He was so afraid. He really liked Stephen.

"M-My eyes hurts." He said as he sat up and clutched at the blac on his fce that clash with the rest of him.