***
"Slut!"
A girl shouted as she walked by. Mitch rolled his eyes and slammed his locker shut. A rumor had been flying around school that Mitch slept with the principle when he got called into the office for an hour.
No, it didn't happen. He got called in for an hour with his parents because there was a problem with his application transfer to college. So he had to sort it out and it took up a lot of time, when he left, a boy named Jet asked,
"What did you do? Suck his dick?"
Mitch was confused, he wasn't exactly disliked at this school and bullying wasn't really a problem, but alas, the name calling, trash throwing, and disgusted glances began. Everytime he tried explaining that he was working in his college applications, people just scoffed and ignored him.
After the first rumor, it got worse. Guy after guy began pouring out of their mouths as Mitch's 'toys.' When Mitch only had sex once.
Mitch walked away, trying to let it go. But as he continued walking down the hallway, a piece of crumbled paper was thrown at him. Having reached his boiling point that day, frustrated tears stung in his eyes as he picked up the piece of paper and threw it back to another girl.
"Just stop! Please!" He yelled at her before storming off into the bathroom. He made sure nobody was in the stalls before angry smashing his fist on the bathroom counter.
Why him?
Why out of all people it had to be him?
But he had to deal with it. At least it wasn't like, Kirstie or something. He would take it, even if he hated it.
He had Kirstie and Scott, his two best friends. That's all he needs...
Right? Yeah, right.
***
School was let out early that day and Mitch couldn't be happier.
After quickly leaving his class to avoid any negative attention, he spotted Kirstie and Scott and practically dragged them outside.
Mitch and Kirstie began talking about the days boring events as Scott listens and occasionally commented.
"Was anyone...mean today?" Kirstie then asked when their topics died down. Scott glanced over at Mitch and frowned slightly and Mitch's face totally dropped.
"I-...uh, not anymore then usual. Anyway--"
"Mitch, you have to tell the principle."
Mitch laughed loudly and shook his head slightly.
"Seriously? Anytime I go near the principles office people say 'looking for a good time?' Yeah, that's not happening. And it's like principle Matt doesn't already know."
Kirstie shook her head as she slightly scoffed, she hated high school. She loved learning, but not this. Especially not when her best friend was being harassed on the daily.
"Mitch, he can do something about."
Scott tried, really wanting all of it to stop. Mitch scoffed before replying.
"Yeah, he can also 'do me.' I've heard that one before." Scott rolled his eyes. Not at Mitch, but at the entire situation.
Nobody said a word on the walk back to Scott's house.
***
The trio walked inside Scotts house, totally dropping the conversation about Mitch.
Mitch excused himself to the bathroom when they dropped their backpacks. H the front door.
Scott and Kirstie went straight to the kitchen in search for some snacks as they waited for Mitch to return.
Scott greeted his mother Connie when he saw her in the kitchen leaning against the counter on her cellphone. She asked the normal question, "how was school?" "Any homework?" And "did you get your grades yet?"
