High School Misfits [Gallavich]

Chapter Six: Diving In

Chapter Six: Diving In

The two of them walked around the corner of the building and Ian looked around. Mickey merely gave him a suspicious raised eyebrow.

"The fuck are you doing?" he asked and Ian just turned with a grin.

"Everyone should be out now, I know a back way into the gym," he said.

"Oh you know a back way huh?" Mickey smirked and Ian rolled his eyes.

"Shut up," he said, leading them both to a side window. "No one ever locks this one."

He gave it a firm push and it jolted upwards until it hit the top of the frame, pulling his bag off his shoulder and throwing it inside.

"After you," he said and Mickey just shook his head.

He put his hands on the frame and pulled himself up and in, kicking Ian's bag aside a little and turning to watch Ian climb in after him.

He put a finger to his lips a minute and they both listened, Ian walked through the dark to the door and cracked it open slowly.

"Where are we, in the fucking change rooms?" Mickey asked and Ian shushed him.

"Coaches office," he said.

Mickey nodded to himself, looking around the small room.

"All clear, looks like they just locked up the doors," Ian said, opening the door to lead them both to the main gymnasium.

"You come here often?" Mickey asked, voice echoing a little in the empty space.

Ian laughed, grabbing his bag and tossing it up onto the bleachers.

"Only when I want a little space," he said. "Besides, no one else thinks to do it."

Mickey went and sat on one of the seats in the bleachers, leaning back and watching as Ian stretched out his arms over his head.

"Didn't think you were going to show up," he said and Mickey scoffed again.

"Yeah well, last minute decision," he shrugged.

"Right," Ian smirked.

Mickey reached into his pocket and pulled out a joint, fumbling around for his lighter. Ian walked over and climbed the first row to sit a few seats away from Mickey.

"You want one?" Mickey asked and Ian shook his head.

"Haven't had a smoke in a while, doesn't do so well with sports, you know?" he said.

"Whatever man," Mickey said, taking a long drag.

"So uh," Ian said, fidgeting a little with his hands. "You ever done anything like this before?"

Mickey looked over at him with a shrug of his shoulders.

"What? Break into the school gym?" he asked with a sly grin on his face.

Ian laughed to himself.

"No," he said, looking up and catching Mickey's eye.

Mickey shrugged again and avoided Ian's gaze. Ian nodded but continued to look up at him.

"Me too," he said and this time Mickey looked up.

"You go around sucking guys off under the bleachers often, huh?" he asked and Ian could see that behind his facetious words was genuine curiosity.

Ian laughed gently to himself.

"No not often," he said as Mickey took a long drag on his cigarette. "Mostly it was in the locker room."