I Found A Way

Chapter 12-Gym Class Monday, June 9, 2014

I kissed Melly good-bye before I went into the boys' locker room. The room was loud and talkative until I went into the room. Suddenly, all eyes were on me. News travels fast around here. The anonymous chick was right when she said this is like an episode of Secret Life Of The American Teenager. I only saw one episode with Melly, before we decided that the show wasn't our cup of tea, so I know what it's about. Not wanting to draw any more attention, I just slouched and walked to my locker.

I saw Blake staring at me with an evil grin on his face as I go to the locker to change into my gym clothes, like a predator looking at his prey. He's just waiting for the right time to kill.

"So you got that Puerto Rican chick pregnant? That's awesome. Tell me how was it like? Was it as kinky as we always thought it would be?" Blake said, in an irritating, kind voice. I know he's not trying to be kind. He just want information, so he could know a way to steal my girl. Since he hates me, he knows the biggest way to hurt me is talking about Melly, getting near Melly, touching Melly; just things I don't want him to do with Melly. He doesn't care about her at all. Just what he can do with her as a way to drive me crazy.

Not willing to give any answer, I kept quiet and rummaged through the metal cabin for what I need.

"Oh, the silent treatment. So we're playing that game, Parker. Okay. I'll just talk until you talk. We all know you will." Blake said. Anything to make him look good to these guys, right?

I moved closer to my locker as Blake slowly approached me until he was right behind the green, metal door. I swear I wish I could take my locker door and hit him with it multiple times, to get that stupid smirk off his face because what he's doing is not funny at all. I didn't give him any eye contact as I changed into my gym clothes.

"You know, I never saw what Melina ever saw in you. She's so gorgeous and smart." That's not what he said in elementary school.

"I would die to be your place, right now." I bet he would.

"Just knowing that I put my hands on such a pretty girl, is just fascinating." It is, but I would never tell him that. Also, Melly is more than just a pretty girl.

"Sure, Brittany is goddess compare to her, but Melina is much more natural and she's probably lighter compare to her." I cringed at his use of his full name. I'm not Melly and I don't like it when someone uses her real name except it's either me or an adult. I especially don't like his use of her name. It's disgusting.

I really want to say something, but that's what he wants. A reaction. And I don't feel like giving him that satisfaction. Just a word out of my mouth would make him happy.

"You know, I think one day, I will be able to have her bare body in my bed. I'll touch every part of her." What the heck? Is he that desperate for attention? Giving me details on how he's going to have sex with my girlfriend, just so he can hear my voice. I am starting to fume as he continues gave explicit details on how he was going to make her scream and make her claw her nails down his back. Is he really that stupid? Is he stupid enough to tell a guy on how he's going screw his girl? Given, losing Melly would break me, but this dude's just pushing it as he continues to brag on how he's going to 'bang' Mel. I clenched and unclenched my fist with each word, he's telling me. I really, really want to punch him.