Can It Get Any Worse?

                                    

                                          
Prompt: Joe and Caspar don't really like each other 
                          
Words  1500
                          
Authors Note: I wrote this so long ago...but i finally finished it....
                          
So one thing you wish could happen? 
                          
I wish my mom would care. Don't question it. 
                          
"I think we should just do the car wash. We get money and all we have to do is wash a car or two." Joe looked around at his group of friends. Well not everyone was his friend, some were more like-
                          
"Who died and made you king Joe. You don't get decide what we do." Enemies. Caspar Lee was not one to like Joe Sugg at all. The only reason he was here because his friends just happened to be the same as Joe's. Even though he hated having to see the brown haired boy everyday, he didn't want to make new friends. 
                          
"Just fuck off Caspar. Now can we just start working on the stupid posters we need, or do you Caspar have anything you would like to add." Caspar looked at Joe, like the way you look at someone after they steal your food. "No, okay. Now let's-"
                          
"Know what your problem is Joe?" Everyone else in the room groaned. This was a common thing for the two boys. To yell at each other and get the other one so worked up. No one exactly knew why they hated each other so much. They used to be best friends about a year ago and now they were at each other's throats. "You don't have a brain. You think you're so smart because you get good grades. Yeah if someone wasn't there to hold your hand at night you would be crying in the corner like the baby you are."
                          
"I fucking hate you!" 
                          
"Hey we do have something in common. Wow that deserves a cake. Let's get 'we hate each other' written on it because this is a celebration." Caspar laughed at the idea. To be completely honest if he wasn't at school right now, he would most definitely get the cake. 
                          
"You little shit face I'm going to-" Joe lunged at Caspar nocking him off of the chair he was sitting on. Joe was sat on Caspar's hips, holding him down. 
                          
Joe raised his hand, ready to hit Caspar's face, when another hand grabbed at his and even more hands grabbed him at the waist, pulling him off of the younger boy. "What the fuck guys! You've never gone this far."
                          
Both boys turned to Alfie who seemed to be holding his own fit of rage in. His face was turning a beat red and his hands were clenching and unclenching at his sides. "Why the fuck do you two hate each other so much?"
                          
And that was the question that never seemed to leave Joe's mind. 
                          
*
                          
"Okay so just meet up here and then we can go my house after school. Then tomorrow we do the car wash." Everyone nodded. It was a month after the fight and things seemed to have settled down. Caspar and Joe would still throw insults at one another, but it never went into anything physical.
                          
"I still can't believe we went with his idea." Caspar mumbled, crossing his arms and walking in the opposite direction of the group. 
                          
"What even happened between you guys. One minute you were best friends now you look like you want to murder each other." Zoe looked at his brother, who was staring at Caspar as he walked down the hall. "Joe?"
                          
"Sorry." He shook his head, turning to his sister. "I don't know." Joe sounded so weak in that moment. Like the tiniest pebble could break him. Honestly he didn't know. The last time they talked properly Caspar was upset about something. He missed his best friend. The one who knew almost everything about him. The one who was always there. "Let's just get to class."