Why does history always have to be such a bore? The civil war was an important part of history during these times. Now we aren't going to go into further detail about it all but- I'm sure Issac would like to tell us more about that now wouldn't he ? Mr. Lahey . . I sprung up into an immediate staring match from the entire class. Everyone was staring at me like I had just shot someone. What the fuck man? "Mr. Lahey your answer? I'm sure you have quiet an invigorating pair of words for me about the civil war?
Why can't you just fuck off, you know I don't know the answer you dick! Now here's what I really said. "Sorry Mr. Burns I-I" -The bell rings and everyone swarms out of the classroom like hungry bees. Of course I hover behind because my nap caused me to droop around and be slow. I start to walk up towards the door and about to turn the doorknob when -"Mr. Lahey your constant slacking is a distraction and is causing you to drop in your grades. I'm afraid I'm going to have to call your - "my what? My father? Yeah okay good luck finding the number to hell." I could hear him still talking but I didn't care I just kept walking. That was last period and I'm counting the blocks to get to Derek's.
As soon as I get home Derek's scent doesn't catch my attention so I'm guessing he isn't home yet. I kind of stopped asking you get tired of it after you ask him every single day and still responds with the same glare. The house feels cold tonight. Dust has piled up on the kitchen counter as if not a soul has pierced its presence. I drop my book bag in the corner and slowly walk around inspecting the floorboards. I swear sometimes I think I'm high. Who the fuck inspects a house you have been sleeping in for the past 5 months? I hear footsteps increasing louder when I realize its Derek and he's not alone.
I sprint up the stairs and quietly jump into my room. Of course I leave the door open a crack and inspect to see who Derek's with. He never brings company over. Especially when I'm home. He probably thinks I'm at Scott's house for the night! Derek walks in with a large grin on his face, with a tall man following him. The man was fucking gorgeous. He had a tight shirt so his muscular body would be clearly shown,
beautiful cheekbones, black hair similar to Derek's, and a killer smile. I sound so gay right now but whatever this man was model material, almost like he belonged in a magazine. They both sat on the sofa and they were pretty close. His legs were crossing Derek's it was kind of weird! I really wanted to go and say something but something told me I was going to find out something about this man that I have been dying to find out about.
