North of Denver, Colorado.

Bruce. After winning the game, baseball against Finney's team, they were celebrating in the locker room. Since they wouldn't do it against the losing team. The coach arrived to put order and control the excitement of the students. Officially indicating that they would go to the finals thanks to Bruce. He received many congratulations and other nicknames, which he had forgotten. Everyone was very enthusiastic, they created an exit plan, the whole team, to celebrate the great victory that took them to the finals. They were divided into groups and a house, a large group of 5, would go to buy the supplies for the party. And the others prepared the houses. Bruce, was one of those who went to Grab-N-Go, to buy the things they were going to need. I heard the little bell that rang, indicating that something had come in, it was just him and his friends, they went to the Snacks part. Everyone was talking about how great it would be to have any food at the party or how great the game was

*Yamada, tried to concentrate all his attention on the conversation of the boys in his group. But he couldn't help but look at a blonde hair, which he recognized by the screams of anger because he lost in the game, and then put another coin. He knew it was Vance. Apparently, he always stayed in that store, trying to beat his own record. Something absurd for Bruce. Why did he want to surpass his own record if he was already the best?, but without realizing it. He had been watching the boy for so long that it began to be a reason for mockery among his classmates who had gone to the store with him. *

"Why do you look at Hopper so much?" one mentioned. "I didn't expect you to be a f@ggot." Bruce

Bruce, refused to the doubts of his companions. Just the fact that they called him a f@ggot for looking at a boy 'more than the right time', made him remember what they were in. He didn't turn to see the blond again. He simply grabbed the first thing he saw and took him to pay. And he kept seeing the blond, with a smileki