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School

I pull in my parking space and grab my bag. As I get out I see Ryan waiting by her car, she smiles when our eyes meet. My heart melts, she's not mine, yet, but she will be. I walk up to her and kiss her on the cheek, receiving many glances from other classmates. She blushes and pulls me towards the door.
"So why do I have to wait until Saturday to see you?" She asks.
"Because, I'll be free then. I work everyday this week from 4 to midnight." I say not looking at her. I'm a mechanic. I only got the job so I wouldn't have to go home, this she knows. I watch as she chews on her bottom lip, and it takes everything within me not to pull her lips to mine, in front of everyone.
"Oh okay.." She says, but this time she doesn't smile. I look for the nearest place, and when I find one I pull her to it. I open the door and shut the door behind us. I pull her body to mine, and she smiles. For real this time. I slide her hair out of her face and look her in the eyes.
"Ryan, you're driving me crazy. I wanna kiss you so bad.." I say as I inch closer.
She bites her lip. "Then do it.." I cup her face and pull her lips to mine. As my lips meet hers, my heart goes wild in my chest. My mind goes blank. The only thing, is her. I pull back, because if I don't stop, well be late for class.
"Were going to be late". I say laughing.
"Hmm" she whines. Which makes me laugh. The door to the class room opens and I see Mr. Cline looking at us. Right now I have Ryan pressed against a wall, my hand on her cheek. Her arms are around my waist. Oh gosh. Mr. Cline knows my dad, they go way back. I pull away from Ryan and he clears his throat.
"What are we doing ladies?" He asks.
I look at Ryan. She nods. "Well, what did it look like?" I ask sarcastically. I know he's going to tell my dad. I'll never hear the end of it.
"Excuse me? I do believe I asked you a question Ms. Stone." He says to me. His eyes are stone cold. I have my fathers last name, and he only calls me this to remind me that he knows my father.
"We were kissing." I say.
"Well, I guess I'll have a talk with your parents Lindsey. What do you think?"
"Whatever" I say angrily. I grab Ryan's hand and head towards the door. But, Mr. Cline grabs me last minute and he tells Ryan to go on.
"I won't tell you're father, if you do something for me". He whispers to me.
"Like what?" I ask.
"You know what". He starts to unbuckle his pants. I start to cry. I hate men.
I push him away as he closes the door. "Get away fag". I scream. The door comes crashing open, but this time its the principle Mrs. Bowe. She looks at Mr. Cline with his pants undone and then she notices I'm crying. She pulls out her phone grabs me and pulls me to her side. She calls the cops as we stand in the classroom.

The cops arrive in under 20 minutes, and they take my story. Then my parents are called, oh gosh. I get up and walk out before Mrs. Bowe can stop me. I go searching for Ryan. When I find her she is sitting in the floor of the hall.
"I heard....what happened. It's all over the school already Linds." She doesn't look up at me. "You're parents are going to flip on you, you know that right?" No I don't know, because it isn't my life. She acts like she's the one in my spot, and that I know nothing.
"Yes I know Ryan. How could I not?" I say angrily. She gets up and her face is inches from mine.
"Well, have fun with that." She says. Her yes are empty. What did she hear? I grab her arm before she can leave.
"You're not leaving without telling me what you heard, because obviously it isn't the right thing."
She smacks my hand away. "Don't touch me." I pick her up and walk towards my car. She doesn't fight me. Thank god. I open the passenger door and set her in the seat. Then I climb into my side and I drive off. No school isn't over, but i'd rather take my car, then go home with my parents. They will be busy talking to Mrs. Bowe anyways. I pull away and onto the road
"Talk to me Ryan." I say quietly.
"What happened between you and Mr. Cline? How does he know your parents?" She asks.
"He grew up with my dad. And after you left the classroom he told me the only way he wouldn't tell my parents is if I gave him a blowjob. Mrs. Bowe walked in and I was crying. She knew what he was going to do. What did you hear Ry?" I don't look at her I just pull into her driveway. Its then that I notice she's crying.
"Did you?.." She starts to fiddle with her thumbs. I turn my car off and look at her.
"You're kidding right?!" I yell.
She grabs her bag and starts to get out of the car. I let her go. When she gets to the door she looks at me, actually looks me in the eyes.
"Remember, that I love you." I read her lips. She turns and goes in. I just sit like an idiot, frozen in time. Does she not believe me? I start my car and pull away.
As I drive home, I realize that my parents now know everything. I stop by the store and buy some alcohol. Imma need this. I stash it in my bookbag and head into my house. As I open the door I'm bombarded by Kaylee. She is a sobbing mess, so I pick her up and she continues to cry into my shoulder.
"What's wrong sissy?" I ask.
  "They gonna beat you" she says as she clings to me. She must have overheard them talking then.
"No baby, they won't." I kiss her on the head. At least not in front of her. Dad enters the room and takes Kaylee from me.
  "Dont touch her. We need to talk." He says as he places Kaylee on the couch. I follow him.
"She's my sister, I'm allowed to comfort her". I say back to him.
He turns around so fast and smacks me across the face. I have no time to react before he does it again. "You will not live under my roof and be kissing or fondling with other girls. Do you hear me?" He yells.
"I haven't done it under your roof." I say sarcastically. "And your forgetting the part, where your so called best friend tried to get me to do him!" I yell. He looks stunned.
"He did what?!" He asks.
"He told me he wouldn't tell you about me and Ryan kissing if I gave him a blowjob". I say. I look away and that's when dad punches the wall.
  "Where is he?!" He yells.
"At the police station." I say still not looking at him. Dad storms past me and bolts out the door. I hear the car start and then the tires squeal as he drives away. Well, that went great.