After we finished we headed towards homeroom which had about 5 minutes left. When we made it towards the door we looked inside to see the teacher faced away from the door.
We both gave each other a look that said "here's our chance let's take it". Easing the door open we both stealthily sneaked in. After that we started heading towards the back as the students stared at us as if saying "it's never going to work", yeah well they can freaking stop sending negative thoughts around my personal bubble.
Yeah I’d say they jinxed it cause as soon as we reached our seats he said "Paradis, Fray see me after class." Stupid MoFo.
Since class was pretty much over in four minutes anyway we just sat there and sipped on our now slightly hot coffees. Mmmm coffee.
I glance up from my position and see Keith staring at me, an unreadable expression of his face like he's talking to himself.
Freaking creep. I put my hood over my face enough so that it covers me but isn't technically "on". No need getting unwanted attention, the only kind of attention I ever get.
After class we went up to Mr. Adamian's desk and waited to see what he was going to say. He looked me over and raised his eyebrows as I inched away and turned my head. "So why were you two late?" He asked.
"On the way here we ran into some...complications" El replied smooth as ice.
He glanced over at me "Does it have by chance anything to do with Mr. Paradis’s injuries." Why is it always my instinct to look away after they’ve seen? Oh yeah, cause hindsight is always 20/20 which I find stupid as hell.
El shot him a look, one of her looks that say "Shut the hell up".
Surprisingly he actually did. "You know what guys you’re going to be late for your next class why don't you head out, but don't be late again to my class ms. Fray." He said as he swept his hand through his black hair. Whew we got off scot free. Wait why did we get off scot free? I have no idea.
But am I really going to question that? Hellz naw!
The next few periods went by uneventfully, flowing by like the blur of flashing lights at a gay dance club. Hells yeah bring on the Alexandra Stan baby.
Ugh the stares kept coming from Keith, like seriously staring hard. A few minutes later his expression changed and he turned around. Creepy mother fucker I swear.
Finally the bell rang again signaling the end of Math. After almost two hours advanced Calculus can really take a toll on a person.
I headed towards my locker and grabbed my stuff for gym before searching for El so we could walk together.
I found her by her locker brushing her hair, as always. "Hey umm why do you always brush your hair before every class?"
"The more you brush it the straighter and softer it gets.” she said as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. Girl issues, I’ll never understand them.
"Yeah, I don't have that problem so yeah, where done here; let's get our asses to gym betch." I said walking away.
As we got nearer El spoke up "So how are you feeling?"As she rubbed my back in circles.
I winced from the feeling of her hand touching me “That bad huh?"
"Yep" I said "That bad."
"So what are you going to do about gym? “She inquired.
"I’m going to lay low."
"Do you think that's going to work?"
"Yeah it works all the other times." I said as we went our separate ways into the locker rooms. I get dressed in one of the stalls since I didn't want to have everyone staring at my patched up body. I mean one look at me and it’s like 'Damn you got fugged up.'
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Hate Is a Strong word (BoyxBoy)
Teen FictionWell Adrian Paradis is 17 now A sr. In high school and tormented by none other that Keith Antoni. In Adrians mind Keith is just a bully, whose sole purpose is to make his life hell, though is that really it. Adrian lives at home with his abusive fat...
