The Promise (Joey Trotta boyxboy)

6

~Joey's POV~

After putting everything back in the headmaster's office we attend some classes and go through the day as normal

Only today I'm caught thinking about Corey all day long

His blonde hair, his light blue eyes, his perfect smile

Just everything about him

I've always had an idea that I might be bisexual but have never explored that part of me until now and honestly I'm so happy I did

Just as my brain floods with the thought of Corey the bell rings signaling lunch time

I get up from my desk and leave the classroom meeting up with Billy and Corey on the way as we notice Dean Parker leaving the building with the box full of Billy's mouthwash vodka

Corey is holding onto my arm and smiling as we stand in the lunch line wait to be served lunch while Ricky, Hank, and Snuffy eat

We finally reach to where we can be served but before we can do so the sound of gunshots and somebody barreling through the cafeteria doors makes us all turn out attention towards the man

An older white man with glasses looks around at us before putting a machine gun up in the air and firing several rounds off as everyone dunks for cover

I wrap my arms around Corey protectively as we sit on the floor while the man suddenly stops

Several other men of Mexican descent run into the cafeteria towards the back however one man with a ponytail stands out among the rest

The white man gives us instructions to stay on the floor where we are until they tell us to move and to not to get up

Several of these men run around the school while the white man stands guard and one of the Mexican men walks around showing everyone a picture of Phil

"They're looking for Donoghue"

Billy whispers to me as I look over at Corey who is clutching my arm and hugging against me close

After about 30 minutes of sitting on the floor the man with the ponytail man walks into the cafeteria telling us to stand as he holds a stack of files

He starts calling out names from the files including Snuffy, Hank, and myself

I step towards him as he calls out my name

"Your father is Albert Trotta of New York City"

He says through a thick accent

"Yes"

I say just trying to stay calm

"The Albert Trotta"

He says impressed as I look him up and down not saying anything

"What's the matter? Not proud of your father?"

He ask me as I stand my ground and lift my head up confidently

"No"

I say before he walks away and gets to Ricky's file

After asking him about his father and his ethnicity he decides to question him

"Do you speak Spanish?"

He ask Ricky as he's face to face with him

"No, not really"

Ricky says as the man turns around and says something to one of his men in Spanish which makes Ricky freak out

"No, wait"