#Merome (twisted merome fanfiction)

Meeting Mitchell

~Mitch's pov~

I opened my locker and pulled out my single binder. That and my skateboard were the only things in my locker. Held in the binder were 6 folder tabs for each of my subjects, and a pencil pouch containing some pencils, a calculator, and rubberband slingshots. After getting my binder I started walking twords my classrooom. I walked into my classroom and took my normal seat in the back of the room.

Both Avery and Skyler, my girlfriend, were in my first period and 4th period classes. I had 7 minutes before the first bell rang so I set my stuff down and walk back out into the hallway to find Avery and Skyler. After 2 minutes of walking I felt arms wrap around my waste.

"Hey Mitch" The voice said. It was a firmilular voice and immediatly i knew who it was. I smiled. "Hey Sky" I responded turning around. Skyler looked up at me smiling, and I bent over giving her a kiss. She was the same age as me but about 3 inches shorter. She is the prettiest girl I have ever met. I couldn't imagine life without her.

~Skyler's pov~

I slipped into the classroom and dropped my binders on the desk next to Mitch's stuff. After dropping off my belongings I set out into the crowded hallways with 5 minutes to spare. As I was walking to Mitch's locker I spotted a familiar checkered jacket sifting through the crowd of people. I smiled walking towers Mitch as I came closer I wrapped my arms around his thin waste.

"Hey Mitch" I giggled. "Hey Sky" he responded, turning around to reveal his smiling face. Because he was taller than me I had to look up at him. He bent down to kiss me and I stood on my toes to return the kiss.

~Jerome's pov~

I walked into my first class to see there we're two seats open, one in the front and one in the back. I really hate sitting in the front so I slid into the back seat and pulled out my phone waiting for the bell to ring.

~Mitch's pov~

Skyler and I met with Avery in the hallway and started for our first class.

"Hey Mitch are you coming over today after school?" Avery asked "Nah dood my Dad won't be home so I'm going to hang at my house." I answered "Ok cool" Avery responded.

As we walked in the classroom our conversation and laughter was interrupted by a problem. Skyler's stuff was in the corner, mine was next to hers. The plan was for Avery to sit next to me so us three could pass notes through lectures together. But Avery's spot was taken by a skimpy brown haired kid wearing almost the exact same thing as me, minus the jacket.

"Hey kid you mind getting out of my seat?!" Avery demanded more than asking. "Your seat? I got here first" the kid responded. Avery smirked "Are you kidding me? this is my seat ok, so you need to get up!" The kid stayed where he was "Well I was here first and I really don't want to sit in the..." I interrupted him before he could finish. "He said get up! So get up!" I raised my voice. "But I really don't want to..." I grabbed the collar of his shirt and pulled him out of the seat. Pushing him against the wall I yelled, "Look kid I don't know who you are but you obviously don't know who I am!" The entire class was staring now. I lifted my fist in case the kid tried to make any sudden moves. He winced slightly. His eyes full of shock. "I've ruled this school for 3 years and if I say get up I recommend you get up before you get hurt! So if I were you I would..." I was interrupted by an unfamiliar voice.

"Boys what is going on!?" It shouted. I turned around to see the teacher walking to the back of the room. Her heels clicking on the hard floor as she walked towards us. "You must me Mitchell Hughes" she said as she pried my fingers off of the kids shirt. "And you are?" She asked the kid. "Jerome" he responded. "Well Jerome you may sit here and you sir" she said pointing to Avery, "You get a front row seat" she smiled and walked back to her desk.

~Jerome's pov~

Mitchell Hughes. Hmm. I sat down in my seat and listened to the teacher's lecture about classsroom rules and stupid stuff like that. I didn't pay much attention to her though because Mitchell kept staring at me with angry eyes. Shining beautiful caramel angry eyes. I finally acknowledged his staring and turned to face him. He took his pointer finger and slit it across his throat basically saying I was dead meat. 'Great' I thought to myself. 'the most popular kid in the school hates me' but I just couldn't get over how cute he was. But what are the chances that he's gay. Their almost slim to none. Why couldn't I like girls just like any other normal guy at this school.