Abbott Academy

Chapter 8: Montgomery Winslow

Hitting the post button felt like it was in slow motion. I knew once I posted it, it was out in the world. I truly in this moment did not care. He deserved it, both Alexander and Branson. I thought Alexander was a friend and I thought Branson cared about me. I sat my phone on my bed side table. It lit up every few seconds from notifications from my post. I knew in a matter of minutes the whole school will have read and known about the bathroom bandits and their true identity. Not to mention the star athlete is gay. I didn't much worry what people would say about me being with him or me making him this way. There had been signs in our relationship I should have caught on  sooner.  

I didn't even wanna think about school, but it had to be done. I grabbed my uniform out of my closet and sat it on my dresser for the next day. I look up in the mirror above, I really look terrible. My hair is a mess and my mascara had smeared under my eyes, not from tears though. I dare not cry over this. I have to stay strong for this. I crawl in my cold bed and I stare at the ceiling still trying to process the day I had. I roll over and turn off my lamp. My phone continues to light up the room from the ongoing notifications. 

The next day at school the whispers fill the hall way worse then they did the day before. It did not bother me much, I walked in and acted as though it was my name over the door and on the gates. Montgomery Academy does have a nice ring to it. I stop at my locker when a random guy leans against the locker next to mine, "So since your man is gay now, that means I have a chance." 

I smirk, "I'll let him know you are interested." I slam my locker door and start to walk away. I turn back, "I don't think you are his type." holding up my hand with a small gap between my pointer finger and thumb insinuating his penis size.  Several other student gasp and snicker at my epic burn. I walk into Chemistry class and take my seat next to Alexander. The tension was thick, you could cut it with a knife. 

"Listen, M-" He tries to speak. 

"Only friends get to call me M. You clearly declared yourself the enemy. I hope you know how this ends." 

"He started this." 

"And I will finish it." The teacher walks in as the bell rings. 

I avoided him the rest of the day to the best of my ability one person i could not avoid was Branson. He caught me at lunch and requested he walk me home, I only agreed because of the comment Alexander made this morning, "He started it". I stand outside at the steps to the front entrance. I feel a hand on my lower back, I turn to see Branson. I jerk away out of his arms reach. 

"Please don't touch me. Clearly you have no problem giving your affection to others."

"Montgomery, please don't be that way." 

"You wanna walk and talk, lets go." I motioned towards to the sidewalk heading out of the school grounds.  We both start walking. 

"Well first I wanna start with I'm so sorry." 

"Okay." I blankly state. 

"But what you did! Way out of hand. To post something like that, to post my business." he states aggressively.  

"What I did? How about the part where you cheated on me, with a guy, and told him not tell I'm sure. Like I would never find out. " I stop walking. "Branson maybe you shouldn't be fondling with people in the bathroom where people can hear you if you do not want people knowing your business." 

"What about Alex?" He asks. 

"I'm glad you are so worried about his feelings. Not me, not the girl your cheated on and wasted years of her life." 

"You hate me now?" He laughed. 

"I don't think there is a word for how I feel about you or this situation right now." he stare at each other for a minute. "I will handle this how I see fit, I hope you're ready." I smirk and walk away, leaving him standing on the sidewalk. "I'll finish this walk alone. See you at school Bradford."