*Mikes POV*
Mom and I were just leaving the Quinn house, and I have to say Kellin seems pretty cool. I mean in a shy sort of feminine way. We walked back up the porch. As soon as mom opened the door I rushed upstairs like a bull in the Bronx.
“Don’t forget to tell Vic about picking Kellin up Michael!” I heard my mom shout from the edge of the stairs. I gave her a quick ‘K’ not slowing my speed. I stormed into Vic’s room only to find him sitting there with his guitar looking at me with amusement.
He furrowed his brows looking back down at his guitar. “Well, you sure know how to knock don’t you?” He spoke softly.
Vic is really quiet, always going unnoticed. I’m not sure why nor how we became so different. Polar opposites I guess! Nobody knows about him being gay, well except me of course. I found out a few months ago after “coming across” a note he had wrote in his journal and he swore me to secrecy. Honestly, I don’t care if he is gay or not, he is my big brother and I love him.
“Dude, why didn’t you come with me and mom?” I asked.
“Because I didn’t feel like it. Dude” He said mockingly with a chuckle.“Besides you know I’m not the ‘Oh my god welcome to the neighborhood!!’ type.” He said with a strum of his guitar.
“Well it’s a dad and his son.” I said with the widest grin. “The son is in your grade, or well I think so anyways.”
Vic hesitated for a moment which made my grin widen and said “Oh?” with another strum.
I smirked “Oh?! Fucking ‘oh’ is all you’re going to give me?!” I snapped.
He looked up at me, his eyes full of amusement, “What do you want me to say Mike. It’s just a guy?” He said with a bit of a chuckle.
He sat there for a moment and suddenly jumped up, “Wait, Mike! What the hell are you thinking? No, no, no. I know what you’re thinking. And it’s a no. Period no. Michael. NO. Don’t fucking medal” he wined, throwing his guitar on his bed while attempting to pace.
I moseyed my way past him, sitting on his bed gesturing from him to sit.“Bro, you need to see some new people. This Kellin boy seems cool. And plus mom volunteered us to drive him and me to show him around school, but now I volunteer you to show him around.” I gave him a pat on the back and a wink before I got up and left his room, giving him no time to protest.
“Mike! What the hell?! I haven’t even met him!!” I heard him snap as I walked to my room and closed the door. I felt totally proud of my choice. Damn being a little brother is fucking hard but it’s worth it.
*Kellins POV*
I woke up to my dad slamming into my room shouting at me to ‘wake the fuck up’. I got quickly to my feet and he snatched me by my shirt collar, giving me no time to understand.
“Now you’re going to go to school and you’re going to have a good fucking day. Do you understand boy? There will be no around there, will be no wasting time.” He said, his nose so close to mine I could practically smell the alcohol residing in his mouth.
“Y-yes sir. School. No wasting time” I shuttered.
He let my shirt go and slamming my shoulders up right.
“Them Mexicans are generous enough to give your faggot ass a ride. I swear to God boy if you embarrass me, you’ll have hell to pay.” He spoke with a smirk as he turned and left my room, slamming my door in the process.
