High School Sweethearts [Discontinued]

Trust Issues

Here comes the drama. Hope you all prepared yourselves. Enjoy!

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Hank's P.O.V.

Every hallway was full of hushed whispers. I managed to catch something about a secret? I couldn't exactly hear over Eddie and Chris' latest arguement. "She's not into you! Remember last valentine's day?" Chris said. "That was a random gift thing. She probably only said that because she pities you!" Eddie retorted. I had to pry them apart more than once before our first class even started. All football team members were called early to go over the plan for our first game on Friday afternoon. The meeting finshed and gave me enough time to grab some stuff from my locker. 

I was walking down the corridor and saw one of the janitors cleaning something off Connor's locker. I managed to catch a glimpse what was on it. Most of it was gone but I could make out secret and- Someone did not just spraypaint that on Connor's locker! Who would use such a foul word? I suspect it's Gavin trying to get him display a special ability. That shit is unacceptable! I need to find him ask but also try not to sound suspicious. I also need to ask Connor if he's okay. I'll slip a note in his locker at lunch. I hope he's okay.

At Lunch

Connor's P.O.V.

"Hey you!" someone yelled from behind me. I was in no mood to talk right now. After what happened this morning with somebody knowing my secret and calling me a... that nasty word. I've also been crying for the last thirty minutes of lunch. I turned around to be met with that same blonde girl who was whispering to her friend in chemistry last week. She skidded to a stop next to me and said, "You're Connor right?" "Yes I am. What do you want?" I replied. I sounded meaner than I wanted to but sometimes you can't help hormones making you moody. 

"I'm Mystique. What the hell happened to you?" she said. She probably just took in my appearance. "That doesn't matter. What do you want?" I asked again. "I saw what was on your locker," she said. Of course she wants to ask me about what was on my locker. A lot of people have been trying to get me to talk about it. "If you're going to ask about my so call secret, I don't want to talk to you," I replied. I've been trying to forget the last word of that message all morning. I felt tears pricking at my eyes and tried to blink them away. 

Mystique must have noticed my dicomfort because she hugged me. I was shocked at first but lightly hugged back. She let go of me and put a hand on my shoulder. "That's not what I wanted to talk about. I know what it is like to be hated for your sexuality," she said. I stared at her in  surprise. "How do you know?" I asked. "People have called me nasty things too and a few beat me up for being a lesbian," she replied. She understood how I felt right now? I didn't think that anyone would want to talk to me about the word used instead of the secret part. 

Mystique let go of my shoulder and started walking away. Before she went down the corridor she turned around and said, "If you need someone to talk to, you can find me under the tree on the front lawn." She then disappeared. I was glued to the spot still a little surprised. She sounded generally concerned for me. Not to mention my eyes were very puffy and red instead of blue because of this thing I'm testing right now. Do I really want to trust someone so soon again? 

I still don't know if Hank is playing me or not. I really do like him but... after this morning I'm so unsure. Mystique sounded very concerned and understanding. She told me she was a lesbian and that she had gotten bullied for it. I kept thinking about this on my way to get my books for the rest of the day. The red spraypaint was cleaned off of my locker. I should really thank the principal since she knows what my secret is. I opened it and a note fell out. I recognized Hank's handwriting and read the note. It read: