Hostile Hookup

A Few Good Lies

Chapter 12

The Hostile Hookup

*Sigh* Okay here we go with chapter twelve! Not so hot about this chapter, so much so that I took a full week going over it to change it up re-edit all that good crap. And I'm still not to happy with it, but I suppose this is as good as its gonna get. Grammer problems; I'm sure there are a few my computer chose to ignore or I skipped over. I swear I think my computers thinking :Well if your not gonna listen when I tell you somethings wrong then I'm just not gonna help you anymore you dumb bitch! Lol=b So in advance I apologize for any grammer problems. Now, enough of my chatter hope you guys,

Enjoy!

A Few Good Lies

Joey gaped incredulously at the sheet of paper in his hands,

"Th-this isn't possible...!" He exclaimed his tight grip beginning to crumple the flimsy paper in trembling hands.

Standing in the hallways early Monday morning Duncan stood leaning against a wall of lockers as he watched the overreacting boy disinterestedly.

"This...this can't be! How is that...!?" Finally looking away from the paper in his now vice gripped hands he looked to Duncan accusingly, both incredulous and slightly angry.

"How the heck did you manage to pass all of last semester's classes with grades like these!? You were hardly ever in class!"

When they had first arrived back in school from winter break Joey's first question to Duncan (though slightly teasing) had been, 'So what classes do you have to make up come summer school?'

To which Duncan's simple answer had been, 'None, I passed them all.'

Joey had found that hilarious! It had been a joke of course! Well...at least he thought it had been...until he had looked to find the other boy looking to him with a dull gaze one brow raised in slight question. He was not laughing.

So yeah, okay, Joey understood perfectly. He was most certain that the delinquent was just so embarrassed about his many failed grades that he just couldn't admit to him how many classes he would be retaking.

But when he consoled in Duncan about this the delinquent only crudely replied, 'Why the hell would I need to lie about something like that? I really did pass all my classes.'

It had been even funnier the second time! Duncan still wasn't laughing and he only looked more irritable.

So instantly ceasing his laughter Joey decided to humor his friend, 'Alright then,' he had said, 'let's see your grades.'

Duncan shrugged, 'I don't know what I did with the report card.'

Their last report card for the fall semester was sent to them via mail over winter break.

'I probably trashed it.' Spoke the delinquent uncaringly.

Joey smirked. How convenient!

That had been nearly two weeks ago. And with Joey's constant nagging about just going to the counselors office to pick up a copy of his last report card Duncan had finally relented with,

'Alright, if it'll get you to shut the hell up!'

Joey just had to see it! It would serve him right, after all he had told him, both of them actually. He had told both Duncan and Richard if they kept skipping classes and goofing around they were not going to be too happy with their final grades come winter break. They had of course ignored him. He couldn't help himself he couldn't help the need to see their report cards and all their failed grades just to say, 'I told so!'