Insatiable Desires [Craig x Kenny]

chapter 2

Kenny
Tuesday, March 26, morning:

I leaned against the wall at the back part of the school. No one comes around here in the morning. I was skipping 1st hour because it just seemed too boring today.

A cigarette was being held between my lips by my fingers. I blew the smoke out, sighing. I needed to think, and this was how I did that. The cold Colorado weather makes my nose feel numb. It's a feeling of relief, honestly. Just taking a break and having no one there to bother you.

I pulled out my iPhone 7 and changed the song. 'Reminder' by The Weekend started playing. (Banger)

I pressed the dying cigarette against my arm, leaving a red burn mark before tossing it in the snow, rolling up my sleeve. I don't really put cigarettes out like that much.

It's kinda comforting since that was really the only connection that I had with my dad. But the scars and burns themselves aren't pretty. Girls don't want to see that when you're fucking them, guys neither.

I shoved my hands in my pockets, and I wandered the halls mindlessly. The bell rang, and students poured out of classrooms. I took that as my signal to head to my second hour.

I walked in and took my seat next to stan. "Hey dude." He mumbled.

"What's up." I waved, getting my notebook out so I could draw. Music was still playing through my string earbuds.

"Not much. Just things with Wendy." He mumbled.

"Dude, when are you gonna leave Wendy and get with Kyle? I know you want to." I chuckled.

He gave me a frown. "I don't know."

"If being gays what you're worried about, then stop. People here don't care?" I told him, drawing a penis in the corner of my paper.

"I'm not gay." He mumbled.

"Right, bi, sorry." I replied in the same tone he just used.

Rolling his eyes, he pulls out his phone.

I get to serious drawing. I'm not trying to brag, but I'm pretty good. I'd say. Better than most.

I've gotten good because it's what I do to look like I'm paying attention. Instead of, you know, actually paying attention.

Most of the day went by like normal, when it was lunch time is when it got weird.

It was like the group had gotten into a fight that I wasn't a part of? Because they were all sitting at different tables all the way across the room from each other. This left me completely alone with no one to sit with. Plus, it's not like I wanted to sit with anyone else. I probably could've asked craig but that's a little weird. He helped me with math one time. We aren't exactly friends.

So I just went to the bathroom and stayed there for the rest of lunch. The bathroom was nice, well dirty but it was quiet. I associate quiet with nice. The concerning part was how many people came in, used the bathroom, and left without washing their hands. I just prayed that I didn't know who they were, and that I didn't have any classes with them.

I lit a cigarette and just waited until the bell rang. It was taking fucking forever.

Finally, an alarm went off, but it wasn't the normal alarm it was the...fire alarm?

Shit did I do that?

Hopefully not. I'm not entirely sure how smoke alarms work.

I put the cigarette out and walked out of the bathroom to see the hallways crowded with people just as confused as I was.