Look After You {Sequel To Lost In Stereo}

Chapter Twenty Two-Inhumanity

"There are two kinds of writers: those that make you think, and those that make you wonder." -Brian W. Aldiss

There's nothing better than baggy sweatshirts. You don't have to hold in your stomach, your arms are covered, and it's comfortable. Unless it's June and boiling hot. I swear I was sweating under my But Your Not Keaton Stromberg sweatshirt, but there was nothing I could do. I'd roll the sleeves up but I didn't have all my wrist bands, and I didn't want anyone to see my wrists; especially not Jessie or Xavier.

"...Aren't you hot?" Xavier asked as I followed him out of English.

"No." I lied. "I'm actually cold. I should've worn tights instead of shorts."

"Makes sense..." Xavier mumbled. "So, are you hanging around us or your boyfriend?"

"It's Cam's last day so yeah I'm hanging with them." I shrugged. "I'll see you in PE."

"You too."

I walked away down the opposite direction from Xavier, smiling as Zach, Cam and Corey came into view.

"It was an epic party last night." Cam said instantly as I leaned against the wall next to Zach.

"I wasn't there so I don't think it was." I replied sarcastically.

"Oh it was." Cam seethed, sarcasm dropping off every word. Zach was just grinning, where as Corey looked bitter and grim. His hands clenched around his phone.

"Question," Zach started. "Can I take you up on that kiss right now?"

I smirked. "No, sorry. It was a one day thing."

"Can you guys keep your shit to yourself?" Corey hissed. "I'm sorry, but I'm so over it. You wanna kiss? Why not just a fucking room?"

For a moment I just stood there staring at Corey, watching as he stalked away. I wasn't sure what to do at first, but soon I was following after him, chewing on my lip as I did.

"Stop following me Tellie." Corey hissed.

"No." I said bluntly. Corey stopped dead in front of the bathrooms, no was ever hung around here, so privacy wasn't an issue for us right now.

"Why waste time on me?" He asked. "Wouldn't you rather make out with your boyfriend?"

"You're my best friend..." I replied instantly. "You've always been one of my best friends... I'm pretty sure they say bros before hoes."

"You just called Zach a hoe."

"Jeez I'm thirteen give me a break...."

"Exactly, you're thirteen do you think it's a good idea to make out with a sixteen year old?"

"You're right its not, I'll wait 'til I'm fourteen which is in a week then I'll kiss him."

"Ha. Ha. Ha."

"Why are you pissed off at me...? Did I do something?"

"Do you know, how hard it is when the girl you've liked for about, five years now-"

Five years, shit.

"-Is dating your best friend? I get it, you like him and he likes you, but I'm pretty sure at the beginning of this year you were ready to throw yourself at me."

"That's what happens when your depressed and a hot guy kisses you." I shot back. Corey stared at me for a moment, his mouth open like he was about to speak, but soon he closed it, shaking his head before walking into the guys bathroom; the one place I couldn't go. Brilliant.