High School Drama

Part 4

Mitch POV

How do I describe that night? It was horrible and wonderful at the same time.

Scott pulled me into his house and took me to his room. I sat on his bed and watched him shut the door. Staring straight in front of me, I tried to control my breathing. I was still shaking from all of the feelings rushing through me when Scott sat down next to me. Sitting like this reminded me of when I told him I thought I was gay. He put his hand at the base of my spine and rubbed it slowly. That calmed me enough to eventually talk. 

"I... he..." Words were failing me. Scott continued to rub my back, giving me the time i needed. I took a deep breath and said everything all at once. "TheguyIkissedhasapictureofitandhesaidthatifIdontkisshimagainhewillshowittoeveryone!" 

And then came the tears.

Arms wrapped around me and pulled me in close. "I'm sorry but can you repeat that, please," his head rested on top of mine. Digging my face even further into his chest, I started again.

"Ok, yeah, sorry." I pulled my head up and looked into his eyes. I wiped the tears from under my own. "I was backstage watching Kirstie slay her solo when someone pinned me to the wall. Turned out the guy that kissed me has a photo of the kiss. He tried to kiss me again but I stopped him. He said that he was gonna show everyone the picture. But I don't want that. I don't want to come out yet. Especially not like this." I put my head in my hands.

Scott turned me so that I was facing him on his bed. He crossed his legs and took my hands in his. "Mitchie..." I held my breath again and squeezed his hands tighter. "Please, I know you're scared and upset but breathe, you're scaring me. Nothing bad is going to happen. I promise you. I will protect you and be there for you through anything and everything. You're strong so don't let this shithead get to you." 

I smiled widely at his words, he always made me feel better. "Honestly though. I really don't want him hurting you like this. Seeing your eyes full of tears literally breaks my heart. But without the tears they warm it. Your eyes are truely beautiful."

Scott caught my eyes and looked deeply into them. I felt vunerable at him looking at me for so long but I felt safe in his hands. He leaned closer to me so that our faces were only a few inches apart. I was still smiling like an idiot."I love your smile too. Your lips are beautiful." 

My mouth relaxed at his words. He held my chin with his hand and ran his thumb across my bottom lip. My heart beat faster at the gesture. I couldn't say anything. I felt an urge to close the small gap between us but I just couldn't. Scott was my best friend and he was just being nice. Of course he didn't feel the same need as I felt in that moment. 

Time stood still. He leaned in and brushed his lips against mine. We weren't kissing but our lips were touching and I thought my head was going to explode. I was shocked and happy and scared but mostly confused. Suddenly we both realized what was going on. We both moved back suddenly and let go of each others' hands. After a few hundred years, or in real life around ten seconds, his ringtone broke the silence. 

"Hey, Kirst." He got up and walked away from his bed. I forgot that I left Kirstie at school and Mrs Curvelle was probably going crazy at her.

"Yep he's here." He gave me a small smile and returned to pacing around the room.

"Um, he's..." 

"No, it's..." Scott tried to continue.

"KIRSTIE!" I couldn't hear Kirstie's voice from the phone anymore.

"Of course he's still alive, Kirst. I'm looking at him right now. No, I'm sure he's safe." I laughed a bit at Scott trying to speak over her again.

"Alright, he'll see you tomorrow. Remember homework. It's Wednesday tomorrow so it's that essay thing for English right?" And then I heard her completely panic.  Scott hung up and faced me from near his desk, laughing a little. 

After that nothing really happened. We ignored and forgot about our moment before. Scott told me not to worry again and that he'll do whatever it takes to keep me happy. I went home and nearly fell asleep in my dinner. I was asleep by eight, what a crazy life I live. But between the picture, me and Scott ignoring our 'almost kiss', and Mrs Curvelle, I needed all the sleep I could get. 

Scott POV

I had never had a conversation with the principle until today. It wasn't the best introduction but it would have to do. 

"What the hell? That's not fair!" I stood up from my seat across from her. She looked confused at my sudden anger. But my anger was justified, the last thing I wanted was to be suspended. 

"Mr Hoying, please sit back down. You know that damaging a fellow student's property results in a two day suspension." I slumped down into the chair looking at my hands in my lap. 

"But what about him? He was the one blackmailing my friend. Why isn't he getting suspended?" Thinking of this guy hurting Mitch fueled my rage.

"Young man, there is no evidence against Mr Davids and there is no evidence of him having any picture. However I'm sure you understand that there is a lot against you right now and there is nothing you can say to get out of this."

 Maybe dropping that dick's phone into that puddle wasn't such a great idea. I guess nor was stepping on it until it cracked. Or then throwing it into the road for car to run it over.  But it was better than my original plan that involved a lot more punches. Taking my anger out on the phone didn't only scare the guy into staying away from Mitch but it made sure that picture was gone for good. Obviously he reported me and CCTV picked up everything. That's why I had to sit in the principle's office arguing that I shouldn't get kicked out for two days. I needed to get to somewhere good after I left school and this might ruin that for me.

"Scott..." her voice lowered and she sat forward on her desk chair. "I know this isn't something you would do without reason. You're sweet and shy and don't want to hurt anyone. But I have to look at the facts here. I'm sorry, Mr Hoying. I will see you on Monday."

I appreciated the honesty but I was still pissed. I left her office and made my way back to my class. I had left my stuff in class because I thought I was going to return after my conversation with the principle. I shuffled awkwardly to my seat and collected my things, eyes watching me. Mitch looked at me confused and slightly worried as did Kirstie. Looking down to my feet, I left and walked out of the school.

Explaining this to my parents was going to be fun.

A/N: So heres part 4. Kinda short and kinda bad but its keeping me distracted from my homework. Enjoy xxx