[SRuiz]

With a doctor for a father, Austen knew how to milk his wounds for sympathy gain. Wrapping his head up a bit with instructions on not to take it off for a few days, he was dismissed from the infirmary, hoping no true concussion was gained, though it would totally be worth it. His little attack was gaining views, some seeing their star player as a bit of a monster while others were trying to defend him, though it was clear he literally attacked him in his underwear. Of course Dean's girlfriend attempted to try and make things better, but Austen was not sure how well that would all turn out. All he knew was that it was time to scare him even further. A text from an anonymous source came to his phone, simply reading: "I'm looking forward to our next encounter."

The geek had ways of covering up the signal source and since Dean told no one about the ordeal, that message could have multiple meanings to it.

[DaRealLeon]

Dean stared at that message for a long time. After a while, he quickly texted back "who are you?" But gave up on getting a response. Soom after, he had to puke again, even longer than last time. He threw out all of his homework, there was no way he would do that today, it's like the medicine had total control over him. When he was ready for bed, he took another sip and had another restless night.

[SRuiz]

Austen merely stared at him responding back to the text, but he ignored the question, responding back with "Soon". He rested in his bed on the second floor, staring up at the walls. The more he felt guilty about doing the things to Dean, the more he was constantly reminded on how he had gotten away with so much.

Austen would not bother him for the next day as Dean's own actions made more than enough statements for him. Austen was the wounded and slightly bruised one while Dean was the vicious monster that Austen had known for quite some time. Dean just did not know the "geek" he bullied along with his friends was now an athlete aiming to destroy his career before he could even have one. Austen stepped inside the Chemistry room, laying his head down a bit as he claimed the hit to his head left him still disoriented.

[DaRealLeon]

Dean came to class late, and Austen noticed the slightly larger bump he carried with him. He locked eyes with him the second he entered, today Dean would not put up with any of Austen's bullshit, he had enough to deal with.

[SRuiz]

Austen glanced up once to see Dean walk in, a bump protruding out his shirt a bit. Anyone could notice it if they were paying close attention. Instead, he rested his head on the desk again, ignoring anything Dean would try to say. As class began, the teacher asked for a few volunteers to write some of the chemistry equations on the board. When none rose to the challenge, Ms. Petrichelli simply called on Dean, Austen and another two students. Austen rubbed his eyes a bit, acting as if he was a bit dizzy still, taking a marker off the board as he wrote one of the required equations, not even giving Dean a passing glance. With Dean taking the medicine, his damage was being done to him already, from his weight increasing a bit to a slight weight and muscle gain. Austen could have sworn the young man was getting some peach fuzz as well, but he was not paying attention. He had a role to play at the moment and so far he was doing fine at it: Being the victim. Something he always was when it came to Dean.

[DaRealLeon]

When it was Dean's turn, he at first just stared at it as if he had forgotten all chemistry he had ever learned. He simply illustrated random shapes that looked like they were more involved in geometry. The teacher told hi, to sit innthe hall. Causing Deam to flip and storm out.

[SRuiz]

Austen looked at the board, seeing triangles and Geometry arithmetic on the board. Ms. Petrichelli obviously thought Dean was clowning to the point she ordered him to wait in the hall. Austen did not bother to try and play the nice kid anymore. Dean had several chances to try and do better, now he was suffering the current consequences. When practice came again, Austen was the only student out at the time, bouncing the ball up and down before taking a shot, only for it to rimshot. He shook his head a bit from the wrap covering it.

[DaRealLeon]

Dean was the second out, making sure to come to the gym early. "Hey, you!" He shouted at Austen harshly. "We're gonna play one on one!" His voice gets hesitant, but at the last minute he says "Winner becomes captain!" His voice was heard from the locker rooms.

[SRuiz]

Austen ignored him, turning to look at him. "I'm good. Thanks though." Dean announcing a challenge like that remained on the Coach alone and honestly, it did not fit his plans. He had a grand more humiliating method for that and that would be handled at the meet the team night.

"Some things aren't worth it. Sorry for trying to help though..." he focused back on improving his shot, leaving Dean to whatever inflated or crushed ego he had as some others joined Austen in warming up. In short, Dean made a fool of himself, Austen had nothing to prove, especially since he could beat someone as easily angered as Dean was currently. That was not also counting his "sickness". Dean probably knew he would end up getting humiliated and probably more annoyed at Austen trying have him save face.

[DaRealLeon]

Dean simply stared cold at Austen for a moment, but rather than pressing any furthur he turned back and practiced alone. Every shot he tried was a miss, it didn't even seem like he was aiming at the net.

[SRuiz]

Practice was cut early, many of the students leaving early from the coach needing to pull a performance check on equipment. Austen left immediately, his blue eyes glancing once to see Dean at the hoop alone. He was missing his shots from the looks of it. Austen simply chuckled loudly for him to hear as he left off. Within the following week, Halloween would be approaching with the Captain hosting the party. He had a costume for that already.

[DaRealLeon]

When Dean heard Austen laughed, he was close to losing it again. He hated him, declaring a party be at his house, to refusing his challenge, he thought he was a coward. "Stupid net!" He roared as he missed again. Frustrated, he took another sio from the medicine and went home.

[SRuiz]

Austen had arrived back to his house in time to see his father off once again. When he left, he merely told Austen his "order" was there. He clapped his hands excitedly, scurrying off to his lab of operations. He stared at the large metal kegs. Dean was going to order beer for the party no doubt, so he was going to lace it with a similar drug as before. Similar being the keyword as this one would only activate from anyone who was taking the medicine Austen gave Dean earlier. Because he was going to drink it, the baby would be unharmed from the forumla he was adding.

"Let's see how much our little piggy grows" he chuckled. He would get the six kegs to each place Dean was more than likely to order from while also hacking his parents work schedule. If all went well, Dean would be able to freely host his party.

[DaRealLeon]

Dean already started planning the party, he would show Austen he was more than able to host the party himself. Conveniently for Austen, Dean ordered at all six places, having to forge a fake signature since he was under the drinking limit.

[SRuiz]

The young male was not expecting Dean to have done so, but he did. All six kegs were ordered and to his luck, both his parents bought the business trip idea pitched to them at their jobs. They would both be out the house on the day of the party. Of course they would trust Dean to hold down the fort.

As the week progressed, Austen went through school and practice successfully. He paid no mind to Dean, who probably was doing worse. After all, he.literally did Geometry for Chemistry. With midterms soon approaching, he "hoped" Dean got it together or as the teacher instructed, Austen would have to tutor him.

It was now night time as Austen stared at his costume for Halloween. It was Saturday; a perfect time for a party and a perfect time for Deam to recover the next day. Austen merely watched in his car as Dean's girlfriend walked inside the house, the party soon to engage.

[DaRealLeon]

Dean kissed his girlfriend as he walked in, a few of his closer friends had already shown up. While they knew something was clearly up, they never confronted Dean and rather made fun of him when he wasn't around. Dean never told his girl what was going on either, and she did not really seem to notice anything wrong. One of his friends gave everyone a bottle and they cheered before the rest would arrive.

[SRuiz]

Austen walked in with a mask and costume on as many did before him. Dean probably did not like him, though all he really had on Austen was that he was trying to help. When he saw the other teens around drinking out of bottles, he knew it was only a matter of time. Dean eventually pulled his mask off, dancing in the crowd with a few girls. When Dean made his move upstairs, "drunk" from the liquor no doubt, he would too in another costume; the big blue hoodie, jeans and boots.

[DaRealLeon]

The "drunk" Dean made his way to the bathroom, hitting the wall a few times due to a drunken walk and threw up...not because of the liqour. When he finished he got back up and stumbled into his room and onto his bed.

[SRuiz]

A knock came to his door as black boots pressed against the carpeted floor. When no response really came, the door was being picked open in the event that Dean had locked it. "My, my" the same voice chimed through with deepness and husk. "I'm surprised you did not want to tell your girlfriend about us. You know she's supposed to love you in and out right?" The hooded figure had returned and unlike last time, he was ready to have fun. The drugs in the drink were sure to be working their way into Dean soon, so Austen could handle him if he needed to until they fully set in and with loud music playing and the door being locked behind him once more, no one was sure to interrupt.

[DaRealLeon]

The drug came into full effect. Dean turned his head and saw the hooded man. "Huh? Ohhhhh-ohhhhhhh! It's you!" He said, kind of laughing at the same time. "She...uh...she does't need to know, does she?"