In the doghouse

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I woke up the next morning. I got dressed, combed me hair and went downstairs for breakfast. I grabbed a piece of toast of the table, told Mimi bye and ran out the door.

I went to school, it was boring as always. After school I took a walk through the park. I was unusually happy. I then went to the record shop to look around. I didn't nick anything. This time. I got home around 6:30. When I got home Mimi wasn't there. She must be at the shops getting something. I went upstairs and got my guitar. I started playing. I wrote some cords down.

"John" Mimi called from downstairs. "Coming" I called back. I went downstairs. She was sitting at the table, drinking her tea. She took a sip. "What's for tea?" I asked. "You'll have to fix yourself something, I'm not your housekeeper" Mimi said. I rolled my eyes. "Paul called you after school" she stated. "Right, ta."

"I saw you, you know" she announced, taking a sip of her tea. I swallowed. "S-Saw who?" I asked nervously. "You and Paul. I saw you kiss"

My eyes widened and my face felt hot. I imagined it was red. "Did you like it, John?" She asked. I stood there, fingers twitching and sweating.  She was making me angry. I'm no queer. She sat her cup down. "I'm only going to ask this once, John Lennon." She looked at me sternly. "Are you gay?" 

How could she accuse me of this? He kissed me! I couldn't hold it any longer. "Fuck off Mimi!" I screamed. She stood up from her chair. "What did you say?" She yelled back. "I said fuck off!!" I screamed louder. I turned and stomped out of the kitchen, grabbing my coat. I ran out the door, slamming it behind me. I spit on the yard as I walked down the sidewalk.

It would be getting dark soon. I had nowhere to go. I certainly wasn't going back there! So I went to get a drink, wherever I could. Soon it was 1 in the morning and I was drunk, walking the streets. I saw a girl I knew, I wandered over to her, grabbing her. I was looking for a quick shag.  "Elizabeth my sweet" I said. "Actually, it's Shirley" she replied, looking disgusted. Her friend pulled her away from me and they kept walking. I rolled my eyes, hiccuped and kept going as well.

 I found a bench and sat down. I gagged almost spilling me guts on the pavement. I burped and swallowed hard. I turned up the collar of me jacket, it was cold out. I could see my breath. I must've fallen asleep or passed out there, I woke up laying on the hard bench, curled into a ball. It was early, the sun was barely up. What was today? Friday. I had school. I'm not going to fucking school. I wanted to go home and lay in my warm bed.

 I sat up, putting my elbows on my knees, my head was pounding. I can't believe Mimi accused me of being a queer. Paul kissed me! But I didn't do anything to stop it. I sighed. I had to see him. I had to talk to him. He would be going to school soon. I'd catch him before he left. I spit and started my walk to Paul's. I stood outside his gate. I couldn't talk to him here. I ran away, which only made my headache worse. I stopped about 5 blocks away.

 "You're a fucking coward, Lennon" I said to myself. I gasped and took in a breath of cold air. I needed more time to think. 

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