Runaway - A Mike Fuentes Fanfic

Chapter Two

“Do you want to come to my house after school so I can help you with that chemistry project?” Vic asks as the last bell of the day rings.

“Sure, I'll have to call my mum when I get there to let her know that I'm not coming home,” I smile.

“Good, it'll be fun.”

“I don't see what's fun about chemistry,” I laugh.

Vic laughs, “Common, let's start walking.”

We meet up with Mike at the front doors of the school, and he begins to complain about how much homework he has immediately. He confirms that he probably wont do it, and that Vic will probably have to end up doing it so he doesn't fail school. When we reach one of the lasts streets on the road the houses begin to look worn out by the second. Minutes passed and the houses decreased size by 30% and the quality of them are so bad they look like they could fall apart.

We reached the second last house on the street when we cut through the lawn into the backyard.

“Where are we going?” I ask curiously.

“It's a shortcut,” Vic mumbles, pulling up his hood.

We came out on the other side, into another backyard. Mike lead us to the front steps but before opening the door he stopped and turned to me.

“Don't say anything to our mum when we get in there, until we check on her mood okay?” I nod while glancing up at the tall brown house. I was worn out, probably about a 30 year old house, and the size wasn't too big. It was enough for their family I guess, and they were probably happy.

Vic grabs my hand to drag me into the house. Mike walks into the kitchen, and immediately starts talking to their mum, probably explaining to her that they have a friend over, or something.

“Hi iris,” I hear her speak to me.

“Hi, how are you?” I smile holding out my hand. She takes in in both her hands and shakes it.

“I'm great, thank you. It's nice to meet you!”

“Okay, mum I'm bringing Iris upstairs with me, talk to you later,” Vic smiles.

We stop at the top of the stairs right before going our separate ways. I drag my hand through my hair before Mike startles me with his voice.

“Sorry about that, sometimes she's in a really bad mood where she gets really protective, and mad. I didn't want you to see that. Anyways, I'm going to play Call Of Duty, talk to you later,” Mike smirks and walks to the room at the end of the hall.

Vic rolls his eyes, “I hate CallOf Duty, come on, lets get working on that chemistry project,” he says, and leads me to his room.

“I like your room,” I say as I touch the neck of one of the guitars he has hanging on his walls. I look back at him, “It's amazing.”

“Why thank you, lets get to work, shall we?”

“Do you really want to work on that project? I kinda want to do something else,” I sigh as I think about how boring chemistry really is.

“Like what?” He raises his eye brow, smirking.

“Stop oh my god,” I say playfully pushing him on the bed.

“So you do want to do me,” he winks.

Laughing, I say “you know, I just met you today, there's no way I can just have sex with you without knowing you first.”