[Briam] "I'm not into him"

chapter 12:

"we've decided to have a little group discussion to solve this- complicated issue." my principal spoke to me, trying not to upset me.
Brett had told me its best to try to talk it out and explain the truth.
"alright.." i nodded as i took a seat in front of his desk.

he walked over to his office phone and dialled a number which connected to the school PA system.
"Sorry for the brief interruption teachers, could Hayden Romero, Kyle Wesley, and Mike Romero, please head down to the main office, thank you"

i couldn't help but feel nervous and anxious after the announcement ended.
i never really needed to have sit down talks like this much.

about 5 minutes later, all three of them arrived and sat in the chairs next to me.
nobody had spoken a word, just sat there
"okay, im assuming you four know why you're here, correct?" the principal put his hands together.
we all nodded quietly.
"i honestly don't know why i am even here! this boy," Hayden shot a glare at me.
"tried to rape me" she smirked.

why the hell would someone smirk about that if it were true? is she that stupid?

"you should really stop this whole act, Hayden. just because you don't appeal to me in any way, doesn't mean you get to spread lies. and especially use the word rape, so loosely." i look her dead in the eye but she looks down, avoiding my gaze.
"well.. you two," the principal pointed to her boyfriend and brother.
"did any of you witness something?" her brother shook his head, no, and her boyfriend nodded yes.
speaking of her boyfriend, i noticed her had a few gashes on his forehead.
totally not, from me.
"i walked into the closet and saw him pressing her against the wall"
"and why were you doing that Mr.Dunbar?"
"to stop her from coming onto me"
"and how do we know that's even true?" her brother tilted his head, trying to question me.
"what other proof do i have? the only thing i can say is i don't like girls. anything else you want me to say?"

everyone stayed silent.

"i admit, hitting her boyfriend was wrong but it was an act of self defence. and only self defence!" i say frustratedly.

"okay, okay... im sorry.. i lied" Hayden sobbed into her hands.
poor Hayden.
"thank you Hayden for confessing.. but i will have to say, you have a 3 day suspension, which in fact is less than punishment should be. as for Kyle and Mike, detention after school," they sighed but we're thankful not to but punished harshly.
"and as for you Liam, you can have today off considering half the day is gone. thank you for your patience" he sent us a short smile and said we were all free to go.

our school never really gave serious consequences.
i walked out of the room, my entire body filled with relief but still a tiny bit of anxiety.
i of course didn't know where to go.
im currently avoiding going home...

i headed outside of the school and sat on the nearby bench.
i heard the bell for lunch time ring and students came pouring out of the school.

i pulled out my phone and earphones are started listening to my music.
to be honest, i was starving and didn't want to watch anyone eat.

moments later i felt someone tap my shoulder.
i turned to see Brett and i quickly pulled out my earphones.
"hey," i said and smiled slightly, even thought i was completely faking it.
"hi," Brett said in response.
"wanna go to my house?" he asked.
"you only have 40 minutes of lunch Brett, you won't be back in time" i laughed.
"who says I'd be coming back?" he wiggled his eyebrows.
"Brett," i said sternly.
"you're not skipping out on school. it's bad enough you missed 1st period" i said to him as i picked up my bag and swung it over my shoulder.
"too bad, we're going to my house," Brett grabbed my hand, and made me walk with him.
i admit, having him do such a sweet gesture like this, especially in front of the school, was nice.
his hands were also larger than mine which was indeed very cute.

the walk to his house was about 10 minutes.
over that period of time, we spoke about the issue with Hayden and how it went.
he also talked to me about how the wedding went.
and how utterly embarrassing it was because he hated wearing a suit.
although i would've enjoyed the sight.

once the both of us got to his house, i realized how huge it was.
(A/N: let's ignore the fact Brett's parents died in a fire alright)
"wow.. this makes my house seem super small" i chuckled as we stepped inside, dropping each other's hands.
my house was pretty big as it is, but his was amazingly large compared to mine.

"what do you wanna do?" i asked as we walked up the stairs.
"you" he winked at me.
i felt extremely red in the moment and tried to laugh over his sexual comments.
we headed into his room which was really organized.
"aw don't be embarrassed" Brett pouted as he plopped down on his bed.
"totally not" i laughed lightly as i looked around his room.
"so.. why'd you wanna come here?" i sat down next to him.
"because we haven't really spent time together for awhile" Brett gave me an adorable puppy dog smile.
"that's sweet of you" i moved on top of him as he laid down.
i was basically straddling him in a way.
"Liam, what're you doing?" Brett whined along with a short laugh.
"just having fun?" i smile widely.
"okay then.." he mumbled as i leaned down and kissed his neck along with sucked.
"woah-h L-Liam" Brett nearly choked out his words as i bite down on the tender skin.
"guess what?" i say 'sexually'.
"w-what?" Brett moaned as i trailed my hands along his chest.
"im hungry!" i burst out into fits of laugher as i rolled off of him.

"oh yeah?" Brett smirked and started tickling me.
"stop, Brett, B-Brett" i kick and squirm around.
"what are you sorry for, babe?" he continued to torture me with tickles.
"n-nothing" my laughter echoed throughout the room.

why was i so god damn ticklish?
W H Y?

"im sorry, what?" he was pleased to see how much of an affect he had on me.
"f-for teasing you" i laughed some more  once he finally pulled his hands away.
i was panting and my sides hurt.

"now let's go eat something" Brett said and i gladly agreed.

I'm sorry it's very short and boring, I just wanted to post something (: next chapter will get better.