On The Line

Problems & Practices

Mitch's POV:

I had missed half of art waiting in the nurses office with Scott. Turns out he had to go to the hospital to get a brace thing put on because he sprained his wrist. I couldn't go with him so I went to class.

"Hey, is everything okay?" Travis asked as I sat down next to him, "I saw Scott's parents pick him up." "Uh, yeah he sprained his wrist." "How?" "Can we not talk about that?" Why is he being so nosy!? "Okay. Soo have you thought about my offer?" I thought about what Scott said about him approving as long as it made me happy. "Uhm, yeah. I-I'll be your boyfriend." I managed to get out.

Scott's POV:

I looked out the window during the car ride to my house from the hospital. My parents kept pestering me about what happened, I couldn't tell them because I hardly knew myself. All I knew was that I pushed Mitch into some guys arms.

I got out the car and waited by my the house door. "Scott you need to tell us what happened." my dad said as he opened the door. "Now sit down and start talking." I sighed and looked at both of my parents then plopped down on the couch. "Fine! I got mad and punched a locker." "Why were you that mad Scott" my mom asked. I only shrugged as my response. "Scott. What aren't you telling us?" my mom said. "You don't want to know." I got up and went up to my room.

I got on YouTube and watched covers of Telephone. Some were good, some were boring, and some were straight up terrible. We needed this cover to be amazing and I think I know how.

Scoot to Kirstie & Mitchie:

Guys, you should come over my house! I know what to do for choir.

Kirstie:

Are you guys talking again?

Kirstie would be the one to bring up this morning's events.

Scoot:

I guess... I wasn't really thinking about that anymore actually. Thanks for bringing it back up!

Kirstie:

No problem! I'll be over in a few minutes I'm at my locker.

Mitchie:

Do you want me over rn?

Scoot:

It's fine.

I waited for them to come. I cleaned my music room and made sure it looked presentable for when the arrived.

10 minutes had passed and nothing. 20 minutes. Finally, 35 minutes later there was a knock on my door. I rushed up to the door only to open it and see Travis with my friends. "Uh, what is Travis doing here?" I looked over at Kirstie. "He...He wanted..uhm." "I wanted to see my boyfriend sing." Travis spoke up. "Oh." I looked at him then Mitch, "Cool." I said opening the door wide enough for them to enter then led them downstairs. "This place is sick!" I heard Travis say. "So how do you wanna prepare for this?" Kirstie said before I could reply with a curt remark, "Its gonna involve beat-boxing and snapping. I think we can break up some parts that fit us." I handed them the lyrics and sang what I thought each part should sound like. "I like that, but I think instead of me saying the end it should be Kirstie." Mitch said. "Fine by me. Should we practice it?" "Yeah."

We were at it for about an hour when Travis got a call saying he had to be home, and of course Mitch just had to walk him to the door. "Stop being jealous! You're the one who told him to go to Travis! Mitch said you told him to be with him." Kirstie mentioned. She did have a point. "I just wanted him to be happy. I didn't think that would affect me." "It'll be okay." She said then hugged me. "Is everything okay down here?" Mitch said still standing on the stairs. "Yeah, I- I think we're gonna cut this short." I said. "Oh. Okay." He said then got his bag. "I'll see you later?" "No. I think I'm gonna stay at my place." Kirstie looked at me, "So you're not coming back to Mitch's?" I shook my head. "Oh." was all he and Kirstie said as they left.

Mitch's POV:

Scott is seriously being so difficult! First we are cool, then we are avoiding each other. We are okay again, then something else comes up. Now, he pretty much told me to date Travis and now he wants to act like an ass because I accepted. I am official fed up with his stuff.