H20Vanoss

Math Class

Jons Pov

I pulled my body to second period still having the scene in my head. Evans gentle touch going on my hand, and his eyes watching my every move. It was perfect...before the bell rang! My mind kept seeming to trail off during class, I guess that would be expected with him on my mind. The period seemed to finish quickly today, and we were let out fifteen minutes early.

I left the classroom and breathed in heavily, that's over at least. I passed a few classrooms and noticed one open. Evan was in there! But he looked as if some girl was pining him to the wall. I froze as I watched the stupid blonde move all over him. He tried to push her away, but she kept going back to him, and seemed to finally break as his face turned red with anger, " GET THE HELL OFF OF ME!" he cried. I continued to watch as he pushed her to the ground. Her body made a large thud, making the class turn quiet.

The teacher walked back into the room with some copies of paper. She saw the girl on the ground and yelled at Evan who was the closet one to her. He looked like he wanted to cry as he got scolded over his "sexual harassment" by the teacher. And then all of a sudden he looked up at her with a stern face. "But miss I'm afraid to say the only reason I did that is because I'm gay.", he said to her in the most straight forward way possible. The whole entire class laughed and taunted him as they all stared at him slowly blushing red-er and red-er with his confident pose. But he still didn't lose eye contact with the teacher who was looking down feeling a sort of sympathy for her student.

"Still Mr. Fong you still will be serving after school detention, now take your seat.", she responded harshly. Evan looked shocked and looked toward the door as I ducked from him. He than sat down and finished the respected questions on the board. I walked away from the room thinking about what he had said.

He's gay? Wait doesn't that mean he likes....he likes guys? And I sorta like him so- umm doesn't that mean we could, be friends or whatever right? I'm not sure what's the answer to the question, so maybe I should worry about my detention.

My father will be home and wondering where I am by that time ,so maybe I should text my mom to leave a note. Wait no she's at work I can't do that....honestly I don't know what I'm goning to do. As I walked those were my only thoughts, what am I going to do? And I really don't have an answer for that.

  The bell then rang and I scurried to my next class.