Teacher

Chapter 29

Nicks POV

When it came to my lunchtime, I went into the Teachers Lounge. I need to eat something and hopefully clear my head. When I walk in, the principal is sitting there eating. I can tell she's going to talk to me about what just happened with Brandon. Believe me, I want to know. But I want him to tell me.

"Ah Mister Horton. Come join me for lunch." She said pulling the chair from the table for me to sit. I kindly did even though deep down I really didn't want to.

"Sure. What have you been up to today?" I say trying to act as if I didn't already know what she did.

"You know Brandon and Carter right?" She says. I nod my head, well, Carter gave Brandon a hickey and his mom was freaking out about it. For some reason the whole school was in an uproar about it. It was a dumb thing but his mom seemed pretty upset. Anyways, he claimed that Carter gave it to him. But I don't think he did. Because I have seen the way Brandon is around Carter in the halls and I can tell he doesn't feel that way towards him. I feel like he lied because he didn't want me and his mom to know who actually gave it to him. Let me know if you find out who did. Okay?," she says looking actually concerned. Of course I know who gave it to him. And of course I won't tell her it was me. But I obviously can't tell her I wont.

"I will. I got to go. I have two more classes and then an after school session with Brandon," I say standing up from the table and walking away.

The rest of the day I was off. I couldn't talk, walk, or breathe correctly. I know Carter didn't actually give it to him, because I did.  I can't shake the thought of him finding out I'm dating Brandon.

The bell rings and my nerves are still not eased. If anything they are spiked from the fact that I now have to tell Brandon that she doesn't believe him.

Brandon walks in the room and shuts the door. He walked over to me and gives me a quick hug before setting down his stuff. I can tell that he isn't taking this well either. He isn't the normal energetic Brandon that he usually is.

"The principal told me about it," I say breaking the silence. Theres never been a silence between us. Whats going on?

"What did she say? he said looking up at me. Why are his eyes glossy?

"Well, she told me the story. And she told me that she doesn't believe Carter gave it to you. She said she thinks you just don't want her to find out who really gave it to you," I said calmly so I don't make Brandon any more anxious than he already is. He sucks in a deep breath and lets it out what feels like hours later, but it is only seconds.

"Brandon, is there something bothering you other than the fact that she doesn't think it was Carter? Because I can just sense that you are worried about something else," I say scooting a bit closer to him. He always tells me that when I'm closer to him hes calmer.

"Nothing. Nothing else. I just have this feeling that Carter isn't going to keep his promise and everyone is going to find out about us. I wouldn't be scared if I was 18. But I'm not," he says. His voice keeps cracking so I can tell he's fighting back tears.

"Go home and get some rest. Tomorrow we will talk about more about the situation. Okay babe?" I say grabbing his hand and placing it in mine. He nods okay. We stand up and I pull him into a hug. He buries his face in my neck and places a soft kiss to my throat. He pulls away and grabs all the stuff and walk straight out the door.

I need a drink.