"Michael Mell is Kinky as Hell"

Part Two/Discouragement

    "Michael Mell is not looking so well."
Michael's breathing hitched as he started to think about how the rumours started. Jenna was on his mind as he looked down at the dirty sinks. 'What if she did spread rumours about me? Was I not... good enough?! For fucks sake... I could use a drag right now.' He thought to himself, his grip getting tighter on the sink.

Michael looked back up at the mirror, his eyes staring at the reflection. He let out a sigh as he checked the time. 12:05 PM, it was lunch. He knew that Jeremy or Christine would go out looking for him if he didn't come.

But, they never seem to find him once he was hidden away. You see, Michael usually hides upstairs where there are classrooms that have never been used. People don't expect a student to be hiding in there for who knows what. All students would expect is someone in a classroom or bathroom cowering in fear.

But Michael didn't do that. He slouched down, taking out his phone, hearing a buzz. Jeremy was calling him. He bit his lip, hesitantly answering the phone call.

"Dude! Where are you?!" Jeremy hollered, making Michael flinch. Jeremy was always the panicker. He would worry when Michael wasn't there. Jeremy would usually search for him, but this time, he called him asking where he was, probably tired of him searching.

"Somewhere." Michael responded simply, not wanting to tell him. He heard Jeremy let out a groan from the other end.

"Michael I swear, if you don't get out of where you are hiding , I will not come over and play A.O.T.D. with you." Jeremy said sternly, deepening his voice to seem serious. Michael grumbled, standing up.

"Fine. I'll join you, Christine, Chloe, Brooke, Rich, and Jake for lunch." Michael declared, slowly stepping out of the bathroom. He heard Jeremy yell in excitement from persuading Michael to come out, then ended the call. Michael looked around the halls cautiously, slowly making his way to the lunch room. He arrived safely.

Now there's one problem. Where. Was. Jeremy? He scanned the lunch room and saw that Jeremy was in the FAR right corner. Michael fiddled with his fingers. If he can make it to the table that would be a miracle.

But with his luck, who knows what can happen...

Notes:
Should I make the chapters longer instead of leaving slight cliffhangers or should I stay put with the 400/300 word counts. Let me know in the comments.