"I hate Mondays." I said as I walked to my locker, Quinn beside me. She groaned and nodded her head. I got over to where my locker was and started turning the dial, getting frustrated when I couldn't get it open. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Josh walking over and sighed. "What's my locker combination?"
"32-16-43." He said.
"Are you fucking serious? I've been trying to put in yours." I said as I opened the door. He smiled and rolled his eyes at me, leaning against the locker next to mine. "Jesus Christ. What fucking class do I have?"
"You are literally the stupidest person I know." Quinn said while pulling her books out of her locker and shutting it.
"Fag." Jason said as he walked by me.
"Hetero." I said, rolling my eyes, not even fazed by his insult. He stopped and looked at me weird. "I'm not in the fucking mood. I couldn't remember my locker combo and I don't what class I have right now so kindly fuck off please. Before I have a mental breakdown."
"Hemmings! My office." Principal Franklin said.
"Why the fuck does he have to go to your office?" Josh asked.
"You too Mr. Washington." He said with a glare and walked away.
"Good luck." Quinn muttered and walked away, shoulder checking Jason as she walked by. He glared at her as she did so. I slammed my locker and literally dragged my bag to Franklin's office, making Josh laugh. We walked in and sat down as Franklin looked at us.
"This is the twelfth time you guys have been here since the beginning of the year." He said. "And you always seem to come in a pair."
"Well ya. I mean, when I go, he does something in trouble too, and vice versa. We come as a set of two, there's no separating us." I said. Josh set his forehead on his fist and tried not to laugh. Franklin rolled his eyes and sighed.
"Right, well you guys are going home for the rest of the day." He said, picking up the phone and looking at his computer before dialing, what I assume is my parent's phone number.
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"What the fuck did you do this time?" Luke asked me as he walked in. Me and Josh snickered as Franklin glared up at him.
"Well I know where he gets his language from." Franklin said.
"Trust me, his father's is worse." Luke said, lifting an eyebrow at Franklin. "What did he do?"
"His language is a problem." Franklin said. Luke gave him a weird look.
"He's here for his fucking language?" Michael asked, walking in the door. Franklin sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose, closing his eyes, making me and Josh snicker again. "Oh, by the way, Laura called and asked us to get Josh as well because she can't leave work."
"I was informed." Franklin ground out. "Now please, get out of my office." We all walked out and as soon as we were out of ear shot, I let loose.
"I fucking hate that cunt ass bastard." I seethed. Josh wrapped his arm around me and kissed the top of my head. "He always fucking does this. Jason is a compete fucking ass to me and he fucking punishes me for it. Ya well go burn in hell you fucking asshole- Actually no. I'm going to hell for being gay so he can just fucking burn for all I care." Luke sighed and rolled his eyes as Michael laughed at me.
"Ya, that's great Ryan." Luke said sarcastically.
"Can we go to Maccas?" Josh asked. Luke sighed again as we all piled into his.
"Did Quinn bring you to school this morning?" Michael asked me.
"Ya." I said. "Did your dad drop you off?"
"Ya. My fucking car's in the shop still." Josh said, leaning his head on my shoulder and setting his hand on my thigh. "I still want Maccas."
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Growing Up With Gay Parents
Roman d'amour*My Baby (Muke Clemmings) Sequel* It's already hard growing up with gay parents and not everyone agreeing with it, but it's even harder growing up with Gay parents that were huge rock stars at some point, and are still popular today.
