Micheal Mell x Rich Goranski

Chapter 9: Blue balls

Michael's POV:
Monday..

*Youth by Troye Sivan started playing*

"uUUUuUUGH!!" I yelled into my pillow. I really didn't wanna get up today.. I turned off my alarm and put on my glasses-
Today is going to suck blue balls.
I got dressed in my usual blue jeans, T-shirt, red hoodie (that Jeremy got me on my birthday), and my white sneakers. I skipped breakfast (because I really didn't feel like eating at the time), got in my car, and started driving to school.

When I arrived everything was.. normal? Nobody was staring at me or calling me names yet, so I was kinda weirded out because that wasn't like our school at all!

I got to my locker and still, nothing had happened, I didn't see Jake or Rich around anywhere. The only thing I saw was my best friend walking towards me from down the hallway.

"Yo Jer!" I greeted him.

"Hey Michael! What's up, anybody bother you yet??" He asked me, concern filling his voice.

"Not yet, no, which is really odd.."

"Seriously?? Nothing??"

"Nope not a word"

Right as I replied him the bell to the first class rang. Me and Jeremy had different classes so we had to part.

"I'll see you after class Michael!"

"Sure thing buddy!"

And thus I walked away to my first class of the day.

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I had chemistry, which I was actually pretty good at to be honest.

When class was done I felt someone bump into me from behind, making sure I dropped everything I was holding.

"Watch where you're going fruit loop!" To my big disappointment, the voice that bumped into me came from Jake..
he threw me up against the some lockers, holding me at the neck of my shirt.

"So Mell, where's your boyfriend huh??" He asked cockily.

"I already told you, I don't know who you're referring to Jake.." I replied.

"the FUCK WAS THAT FAGGOT?!" He yelled, making the rest of the students gather around to see the big show Jake was putting on.

"N-nothing I'm sorry.." I whispered. At this point I was scared shitless, I didn't know what his plans were, or how badly he was gonna hurt me. I mean sure, he'd done tons of emotional damage already, but it's the physical stuff that worries me because I have to hide it from my mom.

"That's fucking right, Rich get the backpack, you know what to do!" He said to Rich who looked at me with.. apologetic eyes?? No no that couldn't have been real. Rich took my backpack and wrote something on it, he showed it to Jake and they both laughed.
There it was, in big bold letters, the word
"FAG" was written all across it. How the hell was I supposed to hide this?!

"That's enough Jake! Leave him alone!" A short girl came stomping towards us. I recognized her, Christine was it? The girl that Jeremy liked! But why would she help me?

"What do you want Christie??" Jake asked her. They obviously knew each other since he called her 'Christie'.

"Leave the poor boy alone! He hasn't done anything to you!" She tried reasoning with him. Like that would ever work..

"He's a faggot! He kissed Rich!" He told her.
That was the biggest bunch of bullshit is ever heard. 1. I wasn't gay! 2. iT wAs SpIn ThE bOtTlE!!!! (And Rich kissed me!)

"Okay that's a bunch of baloney Jake and you know it! It was a game of spin the bottle, I was there! And what does it matter if he's gay?? He can love who he wants to!" Im not gay "Now I suggest you leave him alone before I tell the principal and you get expelled!" She barked at him.

Jake sighed but decided to let me go, but not before punching me hard in the stomach, sending me to the floor. Him and Rich walked away and everybody else went back to doing their own thing.

"Oh my gosh are you okay?!" Christine hurriedly said to me as she helped me stand and get my things.

"I'm alright.. Thank you by the way.. Christine right?"

"Yeah! And you are?"

"I'm Michael"

"Well nice to meet you Michael"

Then we just kind of drifted into conversation as we walked to the next class. Could I possibly just have made a new friend??