Burnouts

Kiss & Tell

Scene 1: Addington High

Leo Rylin

"Did you guys get that fucking letter in the mail about dress code this semester?" Jordan asks.

I chuckle, "yeah, they said they're cracking down."

"They can try," Danny scoffs before taking a drag of his cigarette and passing it to Jordan.

"They'll try alright," Jordan smirks, "maybe the headmistress will pull some dominatrix shit on you as punishment."

"That's not what that title means, Morano," I shake my head and laugh.

"Keep saying that," Jordan shrugs, "she could've called herself the principal, but no, she wants to be the top mistress," he taps his head with his pointer finger as if he said something enlightening.

"I don't care what she calls herself. I'm not putting on a monkey suit for her or anyone else," Danny states.

"You put one on for Val," I argue.

"Val touches my dick," he shrugs.

Fair enough.

"Let's go inside. It's brick cold," Jordan suggests, stomping the cigarette out on the ground.

"Yeah," Danny adds, "the biggest pro of going here is working heat and A.C. year 'round."

"Sure as hell didn't have that at Miller," I concur.

"When it was hot out, only the smart people classes had air conditioning, you know?" Jordan says in contempt. "I walked into an honors history class by mistake and nearly froze to death."

"Well, all Addington classes are smart people classes," Danny says.

"Then why the hell are we here?" Jordan puts his arms out in question.

"Speak for yourself, 1.4 GPA," Danny teases.

Jordan glowered at him before flipping us both off.

"Guess I was right," Danny says in amusement.

And, I guess Jordan is heading to Chester High next year after being kicked out for bad grades.

I know a good tutor...but she's mine,

and from the way she's holding onto that butterfly charm and tracing her fingers over it, I'd say she's okay with that.

I continue eyeing her until she glances back at me. I nod to say 'hi' without making a scene...man, I wish I could at least hug her.

"I've gotta go collect, I'll catch up with you guys, okay?" Jordan says rhetorically as he backs away from where we are.

"Centrals buy a lot of Adderall. Maybe he should try some, might do better on tests. Damian did it in college before he dropped out. It's probably good then, right?" Danny asks, but I'm too distracted by Heather. "Leo..." He nudges me before following my gaze to what has my attention. "Oh," he says slyly, "Moment of truth, huh?"

"Nah...she doesn't have to do anything," I sigh and lean back against a locker.

"Do you want her to?"

Does that matter?

And it's not like I'm the only one distracted...

I smile to myself whenever she looks past her friends to see me.

"She sits next to me in homeroom, it's fine."

"Yeah?" He says, "maybe not to her." Danny nods to where Heather is walking toward us.