The Cat on the Balcony

22- I Don't Wanna Be Mr. Popular

UNEDITED

A/N- Next chapter is THE LAST ONE. Holy crap guys. Thank you all so much for reading this book, you have no idea how much I appreciate it! Ya'll have been the best! Like I mentioned in a previous note, I have started another story, and I'm really excited with the possibilities of it!

After two weeks of laying around and being babied by my mom, which was kinda nice at first but quickly became annoying, I could finally go back to school. I never thought I'd be excited to go back, but I was missing a normal routine and hanging out with the guys throughout the day.

Also, I wouldn't even have to worry about Kellin, Max, and Ronnie. The police had called the school and told them what had happened, so the school finally did what they should've done a long time ago.

They expelled all three of them.

Monday morning rolled around, and I was making my way over to Tyler's car where he was already leaning against the hood waiting for me. He ran up to me and kissed me on the lips, I grabbed his hips and pulled him closer to me as I kissed back.

Make-out sessions had been kept short and minimal these past couple weeks, much to my disappointment, but I'm hoping I'll get the all clear from the doctor tomorrow for "strenuous activities" (they're thinking sports and such, but I most certainly am not) and then Tyler will give in.

He pulled back and looked me in the eyes, a smile on his perfect, pink lips. "I'm glad you can finally come back, chemistry has been lonely."

"I guess it's a good thing we have chemistry with eachother, huh?" I said, slightly laughing at the little pun I made. Tyler, on the other hand, wasn't amused. The smile on his face quickly dropped, his face holding a blank expression.

"No more kisses for you. For the rest of the day." He went over to the driver's side of the car and getting in.

"What? No! I was trying to make you laugh or smile or something, doesn't that count for anything?" I asked as I sat down next to him.

He just gave me a look before turning the radio up loud and singing along obnoxiously loud. I tried my hardest not to smile at the cuteness of that, and somehow I managed. When we were stopped at a red-light, I reached over and poked his side, making him jump, squeak in surprise, and accidentally hit his car horn.

"Jish! You're not helping your case, now quit it!" Like the child that I am, I stuck my tongue out at him before slouching back down in my seat until we made it to the school. We parked next to Patrick's car and got out to talk to the guys.

"Hey, Mama Dun! Welcome back to hell!" Jack said as I pulled my backpack out of Tyler's car.

"You know, I have a feeling it won't be so bad now." I said, smiling at the thought of those three being gone. Patrick gave me a gentle hug, while Brendon and Jack stuck with high-fives. We all walked into the building before going our separate ways.

"I'm glad you're back man." Brendon said while slapping me on the back.

"Ow! Careful, I might still me fragile."

"Fragile my ass."

Throughout the day, people spoke to me in passing. Word of what had happened had quickly spread throughout the school, including a few ridiculous rumors (thanks Pete.)

People gave me their words of sympathy or admiration all day. By the time the day was over I was worn out from having to speak to and smile at so many people. I wasn't complaining though; things most definitely could be a lot worse.