Caleb Matthews
Just stop it. Please. I’ve had enough.
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Jonathan Matthews: No, we will not stop until you stop sinning. We can bring you back to the right path.
Marcia Butler: Stop embarrassing our family! You’ve already brainwashed my daughter to support the likes of you.
CHAPTER 7:
Be strong today, okay? Maybe I’ll see you in the halls.
Dean was supposed to be starting his classes at Colestone High. Mike told me they did not share any classes. He was even given a different homeroom class. The school had a common lunch period, which was a good thing.
I replied: I’ll do my best, Dean. Hope I’ll see you today. You can meet the gang.
My phone buzzed a minute later. I’ll be counting on that.
Since Saturday night, Dean and I have been texting each other. It helped Mike to stop hovering over me. The texts were not really that in-depth or that often. He would check on me from time to time. I knew he had trouble making new friends so I did not rush into asking questions and delving too much information.
Our physics teacher was out for the day, so Mike and I had free period before lunch. I knew Michelle had free period before lunch. We went to the library to look for her, but she was not there.
“Where do you think she could be?” Mike asked.
“You crazy little bitch!” a voice shouted. It was a male voice. It echoed through one of the less populated halls. It turned a few heads, but no one bothered to care.
“What are you gonna do about it?” another shout echoed.
“Holy crap,” I said.
“It’s Michelle,” Mike said. I grabbed him and pulled him before he could even finish processing. We ran towards the shouting and saw Michelle in front of three of the school’s basketball jocks. One of them had their hand on their face. Michelle’s bag and other things were on the floor. We were a few feet away when we saw the jock in the middle shove and pin her against the lockers.
“What’s your problem, bitch?”
“You and your band of bigots are my problem. You’re talking crap about my friend.”
“Wait, your friends with the school’s new fag?” His friends snickered.
“Yes, I am. Do you have a problem with that?”
“I do actually. I think fags and fag-lovers should die.”
“You’re a dick, Reggie.”
“And you’re a skank. Go run to your fag cheerleader boyfriend.”
She pushed him back and slapped him again. In his rage, he shoved her back against the lockers with a loud bang.
“Alright, that’s it,” I muttered before charging at them. I grabbed Reggie and did the first thing I could think of. I reeled my fist back and I let my fist fly. It collided with his eye and he stumbled back. The feeling in my left arm disappeared. There went my chances of getting any notes down. His two other friends were too surprised to react. They stared at me with shocked expressions.
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JugendliteraturCaleb Matthews had a normal life until one mistake with a Facebook post changed it all. He was kicked out of his house, but he had his friends to help him up. In his journey through self-discovery, he will meet new faces, both good and bad. Like any...
