The Big Bang

Demerits

I was walking down the hallway, on time today, when I felt someone tap my shoulder. I spun around alarmed to see some meddy hair and the infamous smirk.

 "What are you smirking at, Keefe?" I asked him with a sigh. 

"Oh, you know. Just some things I could do." He said with a smile in his voice.

Warily I asked, not knowing if I was going to like the answer, "What are you planning?" 

"Who said I was planning anything?" he covered his heart as if I physically hurt him. 

I scoff at him, "I can see it in your eyes. And your acting happy this morning." 

"What? Can't I be happy to see my new favorite person?" He drapes his arm around my shoulder, causing some of the other students in the hallway to stare. I blush and look, trying to use my hair as a shield. He then brushes it out of my face making me blush even deeper. "Ooh! Your blushing again! I think I'm going to make this into a game. This is going to be fun, Foster." Cue the blush. "You're cute when your flustered, you know that," my face is now so red, I swear you could fry an egg on it, "Look, you see. I'm winning already. This is my new favorite game." 

"Just shut up Keefe," I finally get out, taking his arm off my shoulder. 

"Oh. Someones getting feisty. I never see this side of you." 

"Well this feistiness  is quickly changing into anger, and you do not want to see me mad." 

Feigning hurt he put his hand over his chest. "You wound me, Foster.  How can anyone hate the Keefester?"

"I know how. By you being a pompous jerk all the time." I pus him away playfully, "And, why do you call me Foster? I have a first name you know?" 

"Yeah, but everyone calls you that. I need to call you something new and different than everyone else." 

"And why's that?" 

"'Cause you are cool." 

I was taken aback. Everywhere I have gone in my life I have always been seen as the 'freak'. Never have I been considered cool before. My friends like me, but I never expected anyone like Keefe would call me that. 

"You feeling good over there? I'm feeling some weird vibes coming off of you." 

"No. I'm good. I just realized that I need to get to class quickly."

"I thought that we were ditching." 

"In your dreams. And you better be going to class as well. You don't want to add on to your demerits already." 

"Well, if you say so.." He plastered a Cheshire worthy smirk on his face.

"And don't you DARE think about any more pranks. You already did enough to Mr. Austin. He doesn't deserve any more." 

"But he is teaching such a boring class. I need to lighten it up somehow." 

"In your dreams. Now goodbye." 

I walk away from him as he stands in the middle of the hallway calling my name and whining. 

"And if I hear that you did anything out of line I will personally kill you," I call back to him. Thankfully I make it to my class in time for it to start. But it didn't really matter, for all I could think about was how to murder someone without finding a body. I was sure that I was going to need it sometime during this time of Keefe.