BLACK IS THE WARMEST COLOR

Chapter 9

The next morning I woke up feeling a lot happy after yesterday. My period was over and I was thankful. I tapped Blythe gently for her to wake up, then threw my blanket aside and went to the bathroom to pee.
I wore my slippers and headed downstairs. I was disappointed to find she was already gone. She would at least had tried to wake me to see her leave. I found a note on the table which read;

         “Thankyou for last night.
           I really needed that. Also
           Pancakes are in the microwave.”

I smiled at the note. How thoughtful of her. Blythe came down to join me shortly, and we finished the pancakes made with love. I looked at the clock. Dang! We were really late.

“We're late!” I ran upstairs to the bathroom and had a quick shower. I didn't bother running water on my hair. That would only take much more time. I stepped out so Blythe could have her turn. After I got ready, I spent the remaining minutes rallying her to be quick. Finally she was done.

We had to take the cab to school because we were pretty late and 'Othello' rehearsals were today. Soon enough, we got to school. Reaching the school gates made us sigh.

“Othello rehearsals!” Blythe groaned.

“Don't remind me. I don't even know my lines”

We walked through the quiet hallways.

“You and your mum are so close” she began suddenly.

I raised my shoulder. “We would have been closer if not for work”

“Still. Whenever the time is there, you're still close”

I tried shushing her. If any teacher caught us, we could be spending the rest of our morning in detention.

“I see my mum everyday, yet we don't have the bond you and your mum have. I mean you even joked about Jacob to her”

I never knew Blythe felt that way. I always thought having both parents around was a blessing.

“Can we talk about this when we get to class?” I rubbed her back and she nodded. We got past the lockers in 7th grade when we heard muffled sounds coming from one of the Janitor's closets. It was a little too far from the classes so I doubt anyone could hear it.

“What do you think it could me?” I whispered to Blythe.

“I don't know. Maybe one of the bullies tied up the janitor.. I dunno. Let's just get to class Gwen!”

I shrugged, but I was curious. I pulled her along with me as we crawled towards the door. We were inches away from the door when the noise became more sense and clearer. Those weren't muffled sounds.
They were moans. But from who?

We both pressed our ears to the door as we listened indepthly.

“Sounds like Jane's voice.. I dunno. She can be a slut sometimes” Blythe said.

I shushed her and listened more. The noise was getting louder.

“Sounds like it's Mag. She has this raspy twitch to her voice. And I just heard it. It had to be her. ” I sounded so sure.

“Then that's Max. They've been acting suspicious although last week.” Blythe added. It definitely had to be them.

“Should we open the door. The noise is getting louder.”

Blythe shook her head in disagreement. “Lets just go Gwen. We could get in serious trouble if we're caught here.” she said pulling my arm.

“But they could get in bigger trouble if the noises went higher than this.” I said resisting.

“Okay let me knock on the door. I think it would get them to stop.” I said as I knocked gently. But it didn't work.
I knocked again but it still didn't get them to stop.

“Fuck. Let's just open the door shall we?” Blythe said in frustration as she listened for footsteps.

I took a deep breath as I open the door  a little and peeked in. I tapped Blythe as she also took a peek. But it wasn't Jane. It wasn't even Mag and Max. It was Jacob and Penny, pants down having sex.

“Perverts!” Blythe said startling them. We had to enter into the closet too as we couldn't leave the door half open.

“What are you girls doing here?” Penny growled covering herself.

“Saving your dumb ass. We were passing through when we heard you screaming so loudly” I said and that kept her shut.

Although the whole Blythe focused her attention to Penny, I listened as I stated at Jacob who had an unremorseful look on his face. He really was a pervert.

“When you're done checking me out Gwen, meet me later to have your turn” he said laughing. Penny also joined in the laughter. That got to me. In as much as I was tough, that pricked me. I fought back tears as Jacob still laughed.

“Dicks!” Blythe shot at them as she left me out of the room. We hadn't fully left when I heard Penny say something and they laughed again.

“I'm sorry Gwen. Jacob is such a jerk”

“I'm fine. I inhaled deeply and let a smirk form at the corner of my face.

“You know one thing I learnt from my mum is that when a man wrongs you, you should always make them pay.” I began.

“What are you going to do Gwen?” Blythe looked concerned.

“Watch!” I commanded. With a swift motion, I walked briskly to our class. The rehearsals were going on but I didn't care.

“Miss, I heard Penny screaming in the Janitor's closet I think she's in trouble” I yelled.

With that, Miss Judy dashed out followed by some curious students. The class was half empty by then. I went to my table and took a sit. Blythe followed me behind. She knew what I had just done. And Penny was going to rule the day she crossed me.