"Rico are you alright?" Anya whisperedas she embraced me in a tight hug.
I felt like a coward once again. I did nothing but look like an idiot, and now I feel like an idiot, sobbing on Anya's shoulder.
"Look, dont let that asshole tell you what to do, as a matter of fact, dont even bother meeting him up at the boys bathroom, he's not even worth it." She reassured, stepping to my side and opening up her locker.
As much as I wanted to agree with her, I shook my head and sobbed even more.
"A-Anya, I cant disobey him, he knows my secret...he can ruin my life, not that its already runined enough." I looked away.
I could hear sigh deeply, and I knew she was listening to me. She was the only one who ever cared about me. She even allowed me to live with her, so longs as to I help her pay the rent and for food.
"Rico.." she began. "I..I just wish there was something we can do about this. Why cant you just go ask your parents for help, they both are lawyers!" she said in a stern tone, still looking into her locker.
I looked up into those chocolate brown hues of her's and sighed.
"Anya, how many times must I say this...they kicked me out. Im basicly the little abortion that got away-"
"Stop it!" She cut me off with a hard glare. "Rico Snow, I love you with all my heart and soul, and I never want to hear say those words again!" she hissed. She gave me chills everytime she spoke like that. Her eyes alone can creep anyone out. But I love her anyways.
"Im...im sorry..you know how depressed I can get." I mumbled.
I always get depressed whenever I talk about my parents. They kicked me out the day they found out I was gay. Apparently It was bad for there reputation as Lawyers.
"Well, I know something that will snap you out of that slilly depression." she smiled with a beautiful sunny smile.
"What is it?"
"This!" she said, pulling out a magazine article with a picture of a rockstar." You know that famous band Forsaken right?"
"Know them" I beamed. "I practically worship them! I love thier music and especially, I love the lead singer, Phoneix Star! He is like, a god!" I began to get even more excited just hinking about that band.
Anya did a fan girl squeel and smiled, showing off her beautiful white teeth." Yeah mee to!!, but anyways, he is the better news, you know that club you work at?"
"Yeah, what about it?" I asked, abit unsure where she was comming from.
Her smile fell to a grin as she held up the magazine article to my face. I almost droped dead at that moment.
"Oh, my fucking god! They are performing at my club!" I nearly shouted with excitement. Anya smiled and nodded too.
At that point, I forgot about being depressed and instead I lifted Anya over my shoulders and spun her around, squeeling like a freaking girl. A teacher heard us and walked out of his room, telling us to be quiet and go home.
Brushing him off, I put Anya down, but my excitement still lingered. Picking up the magazine, I read the date and time the was band comming.
"Its on a Saturday night, this Saturday" I said, well I managed to say between my excitement and nerves.
"Shit, I didnt get any tickets" Anya mumbled, brushing a hand through her black locks.
"Uh? Hello? Earth to Anya? I, your gay boyfriend works at that club!! I can get you into VIP" Yeah that was true, I had gotten her in a few times to watch me perform. I even did a lap dance on her and her friends for her birthday.
"Well then its settled, this saturday, you and I are going to meet Forsaken, oh! Im also bringing my camera too! I want to work on my photograpthy skills" she said, reaching inside her locker and takeing out a large, proffessional camera."And..sneek a few photo's to put on my facebook." she added.
I laughed abit but nooded in agreement.
Slaming her locker shut, Anya threw her back pack over her shoulder and linked her arm with mine.
"Alright Snowflake, lets head on home"
"Umm..you go on first, I still have to put some...stuff away" I said with a fake smile.
Anya wasnt stupid, and she knew what I had really ment. Nodding abit, she let go of my arm and skipped down the hallway, singingin to herself "Gay Boyfriend" By- The hazzards.
As soon as I made sure she was gone, I turned the other direction and headed down the hallway, stopping infront of the boys room. I knew this was wrong on so many levels, but I have no choice. Puching the door open, I peered inside and my heart almost fell when I saw Richie Sale's stilling on a chair, with a sick, smile compressed to his lips.
"Just in time...Snowflake..."
