Sixteen, Clumsy, and Shy

Chapter 7: Fifteen Minutes With You

Morrissey slowly began to open his eyes and look around him. Since he was without his glasses and contact lenses, he couldn't see much at all; everything was a blur. Upon looking around, all he could see was Johnny who had made himself into a blanket burrito. He smiled, admiring at how adorable his boyfriend could be. Johnny rolled over onto his side, exposing the black eye he received the night before. Yet somehow, with a black eye, Johnny Marr still managed to look beautiful.

Morrissey put on his glasses and looked at the clock. It read 7:39 AM. He sprung out of bed, kneeling beside Johnny and shaking him in attempt to wake him, "Johnny!" he shouted, making him grunt and turn on his side. Morrissey shook him to wake him once more, whispering, "Johnny! Come on, darling. We must go to school." Johnny opened his eyes and yawned, "Can't we just go in a little later?"

"Come on, class starts at 7:45. If we leave in a couple of minutes, we will only be 10 minutes late."

"Alright, alright... Let's get going."

Both boys started to get ready; Morrissey slipping on a New York Dolls t-shirt and jeans whilst Johnny put on a black t-shirt, jean jacket, and jeans. Morrissey quickly made his bed and gathered his school materials. Before he could exited his bedroom, Johnny stopped him. "Hey, Moz?" he called out questioningly.

"Yes?"

"Would it be okay if I kept my things here? I don't want to lug it around all day and I'll come get them right after school."

"I don't see why not."

"Great, thanks Moz," he replied, kissing Morrissey on the cheek. "Come on," Johnny started, "let's get to school. Perhaps we can hang out after school again."

Morrissey grinned in response. "I'd like that."

They entered the building where their class was held. As Johnny approached the classroom door, he reached for the handle to enter. "Wait!" Morrissey whispered, startling Johnny half to death.

"What is it, Moz?" At that moment, Morrissey leaned in and pulled Johnny in by the waist, gently kissing his lips, which, in turn, made Johnny's cheeks flush with a red color. "Alright, now let's go in," Morrissey added before opening the door.

As they walked into the classroom, everyone stared at them and sneered. Ms. Branka rolled her eyes at the pair. "Mr. Marr, it appears that your rebellious behavior has started to have an effect on Morrissey," she commented.

"Sorry we're late, Ms. Branka. Won't happen again." Johnny didn't mean any word of it, but he had no intentions of facing her wrath; being apart of her class was bad enough.

"Well since you two were both late, why don't you present your project to the class?" The boys looked at each other; they had completely forgotten about to finish it. "Fine," Morrissey started, "we'll go now."

They walked to the front of the classroom. Various whispers and gasps were exchanged amongst the class as everyone laid eyes on Johnny's black eye. But the loudest of all came from none other than Mike Joyce; he laughed as hard as he could.

"Oh piss of, Joyce," Johnny stated coldly, he wasn't going to deal with Mike's bullying. Naturally, Mike didn't listen and started up again. "Looks like someone got a little kinky last night!" The entire class laughed in response.

"That's not what happened."

"Aw, did you get into a fight with your little boyfriend last night?"

Morrissey held his head in his hands and Johnny shook his head with anger. The class was silent until Mike inquired once more. "Well he is your boyfriend, isn't he?" Everyone continued to stare at Johnny, almost as if they were expecting him to say no. Morrissey glanced over at Johnny with confusion in his eye. 'What is he going to do?'