Vinny’s POV
It had been a full week since Kim had found out about Fiona and I. It had also been a full week since I’d been back to school. I was suspended for three days after the school administration decided that I was involved with Kim being set off. Unfair? Definitely. I’m sure that Kim got off worse than I did or worse than Fiona did for that matter. She probably didn’t get suspended for more than a week, so I would most likely see her around today. Even though I had only been suspended for three days, I didn’t come to school for the other two days simply because I didn’t want to. It would be super embarrassing for me because everyone probably thought that I’d gotten my ass kicked by Kim when in reality she barely laid a hand on me. Sure she knocked me to the ground—it was only because she’d caught me off guard. Other than that, she didn’t touch me because I blocked all her hits. Fiona suffered the worst of the two of us though so one would think that she would have more to worry about than I did. Unfortunately I still had the spotlight on me because there were still rumors going around that I’m gay, so naturally I would have that much more of a spotlight on me.
Apparently I was gay and now I had been beaten up by a girl. This would not go well. I sighed deeply as I walked up towards the doors of school. It had been a week since I’d been here, and I wouldn’t have to come here much longer. Graduation was practically around the corner being a month and a half away. Since I was a senior, and seniors were notorious for skipping the last two weeks or so of school, technically had a month of school left. I sighed. It was only a month. Four weeks. I could do this. Sighing one more time, I went inside. I looked over towards the bench where Fiona usually waited for me in the mornings, but she wasn’t there. I wasn’t disappointed; I hadn’t expected to see her. This being out of school for a week had gotten us out of sync with each other. On my way to my first class, I was the guys I used to hang out with all huddled in a circle with Matt talking. Matt looked up in time to see me and smiled evilly. I held his gaze with a firm look, letting him know that I was ready for whatever he was going to try to send my way. He didn’t look happy that I was defending myself right now. He nudged one of the guys standing with him and he turned to me, nodding to something that Matt whispered to him.
That right there just made me mad. There was no way in hell that these guys were going to make my last few weeks of high school a living hell for me just because they thought that I was gay. And they definitely weren’t going to taunt me by whispering about me in front of my face. Fed up with it all, I walked over there.
“Matt, if you’ve got something to say then say it to my face!” I yelled. Whew, that anger came from nowhere. Matt gave me that “How dare you” kind of look before he shook his head and laughed.
“Did you say something pansy?” Matt asked. “Because I thought that you just got smart with me.”
“Actually I wasn’t getting smart, I was confronting you about talking shit about me all the time. I don’t even know why you believed the guy who said I was gay. I would think you owe it to me to actually ask me, but apparently you aren’t that decent.”
“Dude, I asked you and you hesitated. That’s all the answer that I need so don’t talk to me about being decent.” Matt replied.
“You know what? Maybe you’re the one who’s gay. Do you have a secret Matthew? Hmm?” Matt lunged towards me and I backed up, making him stumble and almost fall. “Having trouble with balance Matt? What’s the matter? Did the guy you fuck last night suck you too hard?” an immediate blow to my head cut my insults short. I felt myself being punched all over, but my face was targeted the most.
“I will not be made a fool of my some fucking queer!” Matt yelled. I heard some teachers yelling to break it up, but no one stopped of course. I heard a loud crowd around me and finally all the people that had ganged up on me stopped hitting. I picked myself up off the ground proudly and stared Matt in his eyes before the guy who had him started to drag him away. “You’re a piece of shit Vinny and you should just kill yourself. The world doesn’t need any more fags. I won’t miss you at all.”

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