Kik Me (Muke)

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SwallowDaGoldfish, yep that's me.

It's just Hemmo1996 was beginning to get around and I didn't like people knowing my kik like that. So I chose something only a dipshit would use, there was NO WAY I was being mistaken for someone else, right?

So I- The Luke Hemmings- Prince of high school, the football team and all things remotely relevant for people our age- found life a dream. I didn't see how anybody could possibly struggle to live in a world like this and open doors to good things, Except of course all my doors were already open for me.

I guess there was only really one thing I didn't adore about myself. I was gay.

Now I didn't have a problem with that myself, I was just afraid of the dent it may have on my popularity. That sounds so superficial but it was true, if you have a bad ranking in high school life becomes pretty damn tough for you. I didn't fancy that.

It had been a long day of politely speaking to anybody who spoke to me, which was like everyone. I felt like I should have been giving out meet and greet tickets. It was a daily routine.

There were only one or two kids who didn't speak to me, but who cares? They're missing out.

The bell for the end of school rang and a girl tugged on my arm and I politely turned to her.

"Hello?" I asked.

"Luke right?" She smiled shyly. I almost chuckled because she was trying to play this so cool, but both I knew and she knew that she knew EXACTLY who I was. I smirked at her.

"Yeah that's me," I raised an eyebrow.

She shakily handed me a piece of orange paper with some words printed on it. An address and time.

"I was having a party and thinking maybe you'd like to stop by? You can bring as many people as you want."

A Party hmm? Maybe.

"If something doesn't come up, count me in." I shrugged and she beamed at me, leaving with her friends. I didn't fancy her for obvious reasons but she was one of the nice girls so I didn't mind talking to her.

I slung my backpack over my shoulder as I walked out into the corridor, it being completely empty as everyone was outside, including my friends who would be waiting for me.

I then heard a sniffle as I snapped my head round to meet the noise. Far down the hall I saw a boy with messy dark red and brown hair facing away from me as he stood by his locker on his phone. I frowned- that's right- I wasn't a complete asshole if someone was upset.

"Hey are you oka-" I began to speak when my friend Calum interrupted me.

"Dude we've been waiting forever, come on." He sighed as he wrapped an arm around my shoulder and escorted me to the doors to meet everyone else. I looked round my shoulder and saw the kid was nowhere to be seen.

Strange.

After getting some food at a café with my group of around 15 friends, I went home alone and logged onto my kik to see a message from someone I don't remember giving my name to.

New Chat From MC182: I can't do this anymore

I felt my eyebrows furrow slightly, struggling to decipher the meaning. I hesitantly typed back.

SwallowDaGoldfish: Can't do what?

It didn't take them long to read it and they started typing quickly afterwards.

MC182: Sorry, wrong person.

I chuckled lightly. If I asked a question, I got an answer. I wasn't used to any alternative.

SwallowDaGoldfish: Maybe, but I still asked a question...

Got a message back straight away.

MC182: None of your business dude,

I scoffed. I didn't really care if it was my business, but clearly this guy was stubborn as hell so being my usual self wouldn't help me here.

SwallowDaGoldfish: What if I made It my business?

MC182: What??