Playboy [BoyXBoy]

.:21:.

It was currently Monday morning and five minutes before I would have usually been going to school, but education was the last thing on my mind. All I wanted to do was stay at home and mope around.

"Can I just skip today?" I mumbled, embracing my mum even tighter than before.

As soon as I was kicked out, I raced home and called my mother, demanding for her to come home. Hearing how upset I was, she complied and finally showed up. Since then, she had been my only source of comfort. I explained to her what happened with Vic. Well, it was more of a fictional story rather than an explanation (because, in all honesty, most of this was not her business anyway so I had to make up most of it). I could not tell her about all of the things I had been up to when she was away or how I was barely even at home. So I simply opted out for claiming that I was getting close with a boy, but his delirious ex butted in and ruined everything. I was not sure how I felt about referring to Vic as my boyfriend, even if it was only for a lack of a better option. It was strange.

Mum had been so understanding and helped be through, simply by being there for me. I was honestly so frustrated and hurt by what had occurred. I could not believe that Danielle would go so far just because of her jealousy. Sure, she hated me and probably wanted a better environment for the baby, but I doubt that she would have had a way to kick out the rest of the pets as well. And I highly doubted that she could convince Vic to get rid of lovely, sweet Maria or shy, adorable Melanie.

"If you don't go today, you're going to have to go tomorrow," Mum replied.

"Can I not go tomorrow as well?" I pleaded.

"You can't stop going to school because of some boy!"

"What if I just move to a different school?"

"Kellin," my mum said in a warning tone. She had been very understanding and patient, but even I knew that she had boundaries and I was getting on her nerves. Also, she was completely right. I could not just abandon everything related to Vic, in order to not have to face him again. That was an awful idea.

"Fine," I muttered begrudgingly and, accepted the offer of being driven to school, right after I slipped into my room to collect my signature pair of bunny ears. We were quickly off and, just like expected, the traffic was insane. So, once again, I arrived at school right after the bell went. I thanked my mum anyway, planting a brief kiss on her cheek, before jogging into the building. I was pretty sure that she called out words of reassurance at me (something along the lines of 'what's the chance that you two will even run into each other?') but I was not paying attention, as I focused on not being any more late.

It was just my luck that my locker, which contained all of the tools I needed for the next lesson, was on the other end of the school. I sighed in aggravation, hating how unfortunate things had to always be for me.

I trotted heavily on my feet, basically stomping down the hallway and, just as I was about to round a corner, I heard mysterious-sounding voices coming from that corridor. Both of them also seemed familiar...

I stopped in my tracks and bit down harshly on my bottom lip, before making the risky decision of peeking out. What I certainly did not expect to see was Vic pinning Principal Cerulli to the wall, their bodies close.

I would have probably bubbled up in anger and the sight of him and the position he had acquired, if it was not for the threatening stance which Vic held. There was nothing sexual about what they were doing. Instead, it was rather hostile. Principal Cerulli simply seemed lost, while Vic intimidated him by using his scary voice. I had no idea what they were discussing, because I could not hear them very well from this far away. However, judging by the tone of Vic's voice, he spoke warningly. It was as if he was holding the principal at gunpoint.

Although I had stopped, the sounds of my previously heavy footsteps was echoing through the halls, until it reached the two and both of their heads span in my direction. Luckily, I managed to duck very quickly, and wasted no time in running off down the corridor.

My breathing was heavy as if I had just witnessed a crime take place. It was obviously not as bad, but witnessing such an important figure being threatened by a mere student was unusual. And quite comical, may I add. But now was not the time for laughter, as I sprinted down the hallways and took a different route to my awaiting locker.

I was sure that the two had been aware of my presence but I did not think that either bothered to go after me. They probably assumed that I would be too scared to tell anyone. In addition I did not think that either saw who I was, which was a good thing.

When I finally reached my locker, I had time to calm myself down and compress the information into thoughts. What I saw was extremely bizarre and I had no clue what they could have been arguing about. And why was the principal not fighting back or doing anything to stop Vic? Maybe he was just scared. I knew that I would be. But, whenever Vic pinned me to a wall, it was with a different purpose in mind.

Dazed, yet still feeling as low as ever, I sluggishly made my way to my first class, hoping that I would not receive more than a detention. I already had enough to stress about.