Teenager Runway {Cole}

ms montsierra

It was a Sunday afternoon in K's house, I was baking a ganache cake, Simona and Christy were in the lounge with K, they were joking and laughing out loudly, drinking and playing games. For some strange reason, it was a very pleasant sound to my ears.

Days like that have become a routine for us.

-"Cole... have you consider my proposal? I want to have your babies." - Simona screamed at me.

Christy and Simona were planning to do an IVF treatment to have kids of they own, and she asked me to be the donor, which I said NO to... Maybe if I was a bit older, but it didn't sound right at that stage of my life.

And to be honest, I think she was just joking.

Suddenly, Christy screams telling everyone to shut up, Simona put the TV sound up.

-"oh my god! What the heck?" Simona shuts and I come over to see what was going on.

As the TV news report:

"Felicia Kurtley, the only daughter of the famous rock star David Kurtley was found dead after an overdose, this morning in her flat, her roommate and adoptive brother, Samuel Harrison, the son of Paul Harrison, Kurtley's best friend and the guitarist of the Band, has also taken an overdose and it is in serious condition in hospital...."

I left the spoon I was holding to fall, making K to come towards me.

-"Cole... are you ok? Do you know who they are?"

I couldn't say anything, I just shook my head.

-"well... what would we expect... screwed parents, screwed kids..." Simona said

-"is not the first time... " Christy said. "I was once called to their flat, but it was only the girl and we managed to save her."

-"Cole, are you sure you are ok?" - K asked me again, this time taking the spoon I dropped on the floor and holding my hand.

-"I am shocked, that is all, they are... they are only kids."

-"I know honey! It is very sad." She said comforting me.

I just hugged her and tried not to think about them, not to think about what Felicia did to me, and how I was never sure about Sam's part in the game, but for a very strange reason, I wish I could see him.

*time skip

The news was everywhere in Oppenheimer, and some weirdos kept giving me funny looks, they all knew that for a while I hung out with the 'junkie kids'. I was trying to avoid any agglomeration and stay out of trouble.

I walked in the corridor, texting K, she was telling me about the Proms gig had been cancelled, expected, due to the events in the school. Also, she was very excited that she was called to replace a teacher in a very good school, and that might lead to a permanent position.

As I walk distracted by her text, a stupid child walked in my direction and purposely knock over my books, telling me to go to find a new dealer. I knew I shouldn't, but I reacted, and in one single push I threw him the other side of the corridor. And next, I was in the principal's room getting lectured.

The principal let the other kid go first, we both got detention, and had to attend some dummy class, not as bad as I was expecting to be honest.

After the other kid walked away, the principal started talking to me.

-"Cole. How are you taking Felicia's death? I know you were friends for a while. I am truly sorry! First Alex, then your mother, and now Felicia. Is there anything we can do to help you with?"

-"Thank you for your sympathy, but I was not close to Felicia as I was to Alex. I saw what she was and I stayed away from her."

-"I see. Samuel has been moved from the hospital to a rehabilitation clinic, he will be fine, just in case you want to know."

-"That is good. Thanks for letting me know."

-"That's OK. Now, please go to your detention class, you might even enjoy it. I picked something useful for you. Hurry up you are late, and be kind, it is a new teacher, and we are thinking of keeping her."

I gave a quick glimpse to the paper in my hand and read Music Theory. "Great" I said sarcastically, leaving the principal's room towards the class assigned in the paper.

I didn't even look in the classroom as I walked in, I only dropped the paper on the teacher's desk and walked to the back of the room, there were around 10 other kids inside. I grab a seat and look up to find the teacher, blond, not very tall, skinny frame, wearing a pink shirt and white cashmere cardigan, she had her back to the class writing her name on the board.

'Ms Montsierra.'

NO!

It can NOT be...

As she turned around my worst fears just materialised in front of me. She grabbed the paper I left on the desk and looked straight at me.

Her lips move, but no sound came out: 'Cole' - the same happen to me: 'K'

She held at the desk and for a split of a second, I thought she was having a flare-up, I was about to jump to hold her, but she grabbed a chair and sat down. Her eyes were distant, I could tell she was in shock.

I quickly texted her 'K, please I can explain'. But, I should know she either had her phone turned off or left in the teachers' room, K never does anything wrong.

Somehow, she managed to pull herself together, and it was the most amazing Music Theory class I ever watched, though, I wouldn't remember a word of it.

As the class finished I waited until everyone has left. She didn't move, and I kept wondering if she was ok, but I was too afraid to ask.

I walked towards her, my palms were sweaty and I felt sick as hell. She just stared at me with her ice-blue eyes, I could tell she was on the verge of tears, but holding strong.

-"K..." - I said as soon as I was close enough.

-"Ms Montsierra, please!" - she said back at me.

-"Please let me explain."

-"Sure, at 7, mine..." She said and didn't look at me again.

I left the classroom but stayed just out of her sight, and I heard her sobbing. I want to go back to her, but I knew it wouldn't be wise. So I went to my room, cursing, throwing stuff on the floor and crying in pity and anger. What a mess I have made!!!