Kissing Booth: Another Take

Chapter 27

AN: Hi everyone! Here's a new chapter sooner than usual since the last one was a little short. Italics in this chapter are what is happening on the screen that is being watched.

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Marcos' POV

It had been a couple weeks since Noah and his friends left and things actually fell back into place pretty easily. I was still talking to Liza here and there but it made me wonder how Elle and Noah ever did long distance. With Liza only a 6 hour drive away, in the same time zone, we still struggled to talk some days.

I was walking to homeroom when Tuppen stopped me, a look of anger on his face. "Dude," he was out of breath.

"What's wrong?" I asked as he pulled his phone out and showed me a picture. It was a locker and on the front of it was a picture and under the picture the word 'DYKE' was spray painted across it.

I looked closer at the picture, my jaw clenched as I recognized the two girls in immediately. "What the fuck?" I asked jogging over to Elle's locker with Tuppen at my heels.

"I took down the picture but someone said as soon as I did another one showed up," he urged.

I arrived to the locker to see it was too late. Elle, Lee and Rachel were already there, a crowd around them. Elle's fists were balled up and Lee tore the picture down again standing in front of the locker with his arms crossed.

"Who did this?" he growled as Rachel just pulled Elle to the side.

Rachel tried to clean off the locker with her sweater and her bottle of water, not caring that it was ruining her uniform. Elle was shaking her head mumbling profanities under her breath. Ollie and Miles appeared with I think her name was Jane, a bucket, a sponge, and a spray bottle in their hands to help Rachel.

"Losers," Jane mumbled getting on her knees to spray it down as Elle bent down to help.

No one said anything. "You heard him," Tuppen stood next to Lee. "Who did this?"

I was not surprised as Perry stepped in front of Tuppen, leering, his eye still not fully healed from his last encounter. "Since when do you play for the other team Tuppen?" Perry leered. "You two a thing now?" he motioned to Lee.

Lee rolled his eyes and Elle scoffed. "Seriously?"

I had an idea. I pulled out my phone discreetly and opened Instagram live, pressing record.

Noah's POV

I was trying to finish this chapter of reading before football practice when a frantic knock came at my door. "Come in," I called over my shoulder highlighting a phrase that I thought would make sense to dissect in my paper.

"Noah," Jake's voice said anxiously. I turned to look at him. He never acted like this. "I uh think you need to see this..."

He motioned out to the common room. I followed him and on the screen of the shared TV was a video playing, some of my dorm mates saying, "That kid is toast!" as it looped back to the beginning.

"Again!" some of the girls laughed, eating it up.

"The kid who throws the punch is hot, for a senior in high school," many of the girls commented.

On the speakers was a familiar voice and I saw none other than my brother and Tuppen standing in front of a locker with a derogatory term spray painted on it. I saw some people trying to clean it up, one of them who I would recognize even if I was blindfolded and only had scent to go off.