Abbott Academy

Chapter 7- Alexander Sinclair

"Meredith, I'm home!" I say, walking in from a long day at school. 

"Hey Alex, how was your day at school?" Meredith asks. She likes to question me every day when I return from Abbott, but I can not stand it. 

"Meredith, I don't want to talk today, I need to go upstairs and do some homework. Call me down when dinner is ready." I reply, completely lying about the homework, just wanting to go upstairs into my room and chill. 

"Okay Alex," Meredith responds. 

On my way upstairs, I start thinking about The Courtyard. I open my double doors, step into my cozy room, and lay on my bed. I pull out my phone and open the app store. I type in "The Courtyard" and hit the first app that pops up. After it is downloaded, I open it up and set up an account. That's when I saw it. Posted by Montgomery. 

"Branson Bradford and Alexander Sinclair are the Bradford bathroom bandits. xoxo M"

How did she find out? Who told her? Lilly! I remember telling her about the situation. She was the only one I told. Unless Branson said something. I switch to the phone call app and dial Branson's number. 

"Hello? Who is this?" Branson asked. 

"Branson, It's Alexander. Did you see the post on The Courtyard?! Montgomery posted it!" I frantically respond.

"What? What did it say?" He questioned.

"Branson, go look at it. We have a problem." I reply. 

"Okay, hold on I will pull it up." I give him a couple of seconds to pull it up. "Oh shit, how did she find out? Who did you tell?" 

"I only told LilyBeth because I had to. She promised not to say anything, but she must have because I didn't say anything." I respond.

"Alex! You told LilyBeth when you know she is friends with M?! Why would you do that, you stupid fuck. Great now I have to get ahold of M." Branson exclaims, then hangs up before I have the opportunity to respond. 

"Shit," I say aloud and call LilyBeth.

"Who is this?" LilyBeth asks. 

"LilyBeth, did you tell Montgomery about what happened?" 

"No Alex, I wouldn't do that to you. However, I warned you about what was going to happen. If she found out before you told her, she would hate you more than if you told her when it first happened." she replied. 

"You bitch. You did tell her. I can't believe you, why?" I asked. I hear a little chuckle over the phone, and then she hangs up.

"Fuck!" I yell, disrupting the silence in my room. 

"Alex, are you okay?" Meredith yells, hoping for a response.

"Yes, Meredith. I'll be-" *RING RING RING* I look down and see Branson is calling. "-I'll be down in a few." 

"What now?" I answer Branson's call.

"Look Alex, I think you're hot, but I can't handle telling everyone about my sexuality. If my dad finds out, he'll definitely kick me out, and he won't have anyone. I can't do that to him. That's why I dated Montgomery. Well first it was what I thought I wanted, but I soon realized what I really wanted, and the first person to pique my interest, was you." Branson rambled on, assuming he was scared, and started talking and couldn't stop. 

"Branson, you're rambling. I think you're hot, too, and I told you that in the bathroom, but I didn't want to do anything because I didn't want Montgomery to find out. It was a bad idea for me to tell LilyBeth and I'm sorry." I respond hoping to calm his nerves a bit. 

"No, no, I am sorry. I shouldn't have treated you that way when I found out, I was just scared." 

"It's okay. So, what are we gonna do?" I ask. 

"I'm not sure. I called M and she didn't pick up. I basically blew up her phone and still no reply. She's definitely pissed." 

"I'm sorry Branson. I really wish it didn't end this way."

"End? What do you mean, end? Now that M and I aren't together, we are free range to be in a down-low relationship, right?" Branson asks.

"Branson, do you really think that it's a good idea to get together, right after M found out about us?"  

"Well, I guess I can wait to get in a relationship, but hey- we can still mess around in the meantime." 

"I don't know, maybe we could talk more about that tomorrow night over dinner." 

"Takeout and eat at your place?" 

"Okay, be here at six o'clock," I answer.