Hey! Sorry about the weird summary! Couldn't think of anything to say!
I walk through the gates with seconds to spare. That's me, I think smirking as I see my friends lounging around on the front steps waiting for me, I'm the punctual rebel. You may think I'm being sarcastic or something along those lines but I'm actually serious. You see, with my reputation of badassedness people expect me to disregard the rules with a gay abandon. So I'm as late as possible without running the risk of getting a detention. I mean, I do actually want to finish high school.
Anyway, so I walk up to my friends and they all rise with the same air of disinterest and all around attitude. It's not like we try to be this way, we just are. And it works out well for us. We're the hardcore cool people that everyone wishes to be. Well, it's either us or the jocks and cheerleaders who are our arch rivals. But I'll get to that later.
So, there are six of us including myself and we basically lounge around all the time looking bored and everyone thinks we're the greatest. I know, people are stupid. And that's not to say that we aren't the greatest because we are, but I mean, come on. If looking bored is all it takes to make everyone envy you then 'everyone' needs to get a life! Maybe it's just our ridiculously good looks. Just kidding! I'm not that up myself.
Now we're walking through the doors. Everybody is rushing around trying to get to their homerooms before it's too late and we're strolling though. Me in the middle with Chuck and Jason on either side of me then next to them are Charlie, Harry and Jenny. I roll my eyes when I see Harry whispering into Jenny's ear. They're the only people in our group who are actually in a monogamous relationship. Well, an openly monogamous relationship. They'd been like that forever though so we were all used to it by now.
When I arrived at my homeroom door with Jason and Chuck – the others had broken away to get to their separate classes – I saw a group of cheerleaders stood outside. They turned just as we reached them and I rolled my eyes at the dirty look Madison was giving me.
"It's half eight, Ashley. Shouldn't you still be washing the sick out of your hair?" She asked in mock politeness as I passed her.
"It's so nice of you to worry Maddie. But if you recall, your mum helped me get dressed this morning." I say not bothering to look at her but taking the time out to wink at the blond beauty that was rolling her eyes next to her.
"You're such a child!" I heard her say as she stormed into the room after me and the guys. Only to be stopped by Mr Lemon, our teacher.
"Ah, nice of you to join us. Is there a particular reason why seven of my students are late this morning?" he asked, looking up from his newspaper.
"The cheerleaders had a meeting this morning, Sir." Madison said pretentiously as her and the other cheerleaders went and took their seats, I got a shiver when I felt a body brush past mine and soft fingers slip a note in my hand. I didn't turn to see who it was, a) because I already knew, and b) because I didn't want to draw attention to the transaction.
"Yeah, by the front door." Jason said in loud annoyance. I was still a little too flustered to think of anything to say.
"That's fine girls." Mr Lemon said, not paying attention to Jason's comment. "And what about you three? I know for a fact that you haven't got any extra-curricular activities to attend to." He said looking at us, waiting for an answer.
"Didn't you know sir?" I asked having gained my composure. "We've just joined the marching band! I hope you'll be attending the football game on Friday. You know, show you're support for us getting involved." I told him, my voice dripping with fake pep. He just shook his head and motioned for us to take our seats and I was internally relieved to not have a detention.
I cringed slightly as I made my way to my seat and saw all the flirty glances some of the girls were giving me as I passed them. Some were still giggling at my admittedly lame comeback even though it was practically a minute since the initial laugh had died down. There was only one person I wanted to give me flirty smiles. And that person was currently bobbing her head slightly to music coming from the wires hanging from her ears as she wrote something down on the notepad in front of her.
I sighed contentedly as I took my seat right behind her and watched as she swept her long blond hair over her slender shoulder before continuing writing. I smiled softly at the sight of her delicate neck before looking down to the note in my hand. My face lit up into a huge grin as I saw the message.
I had to tone it down though when I saw Chuck sending me a questioning look and trying to lean over in his seat to read the paper. I hastily crumpled it up and shoved it in my pocket turning to the front of the class before I had to answer any silent questions from him.
I wasn't so bothered about turning to face the front though when it meant that I got to stare at her again. I leant my head in my hand and made my expression seem far away while I was actually just memorising everything about her that I could see. The way she tapped her pen in time to a rhythm only heard by her; the way her back muscles move ever so slightly in a hypnotising motion as she twists in her seat; the way her shoulders tightened up until they were released along with a breath she probably didn't notice she was holding. She was unaware of any of these movements. But me? I noticed them all. The most insignificant thing in someone else's eyes was a small miracle in mine when it concerned her.
In barely any time, the register was taken and everyone was leaving the classroom to get to their first lessons. I was still sat idly in my seat as I saw her get up and weave through the desks to get to the door. When she got there she was stopped by the bane of my existence. Aiden Dennison. The captain of the football team and an all around douche. In case you were blissfully unaware of the situation here, I'll let you in.
You see Spencer Carlin – the girl I quite clearly have a crush on – is a cheerleader. Dumm-Dumm-Dummmmm! I know you all probably guessed that already because you clearly aren't simpletons. But in this school, with the huge rivalry between the goody-goody popular and the badass popular it was pretty shocking that I was crushing on the co-head cheerleader. Well, it would be if anyone found out.
Anyway, back to my hateful attitude towards Dennison. He had been crushing on Spencer since she moved here at the beginning of the year and he was determined to make her his girlfriend. I had to hand it to him though, he never gave up. Even after the countless amounts of times she'd politely turn him down.
Another point about Spencer you may need to know: she's straight. Supposedly. Meaning that Aiden was well within his rights to flirt with her every opportunity he got. Because she was single too. Supposedly.
I tried to stay in my seat until they had left, but when I saw him lean down to whisper something in her ear. His lips almost brushing her skin making her look uncomfortable. I couldn't take it anymore, I was up like a shot, marching down the isle to the door he practically had her jammed in and bumped straight into him, almost him knocking over onto his ugly face.
"Whoops." I said as he turned to look at me angrily. He stepped up to me until I had to tilt my head back to look him in the eye.
"You know, if you weren't a girl…" he started menacingly.
"What? If she wasn't a girl, what?" I heard from behind me. I turned to see Chuck stood a bit behind me with Jason next to him. I'd forgotten that they were still there. I hoped that they didn't take my aggressive behaviour towards Douchingson as anything other than me just wanting to annoy him.
I turned to the real reason why I'd gone all Jackie Chan on his butt – well, the reason why I'd pushed him. She was stood there, leaning against the doorframe, looking slightly concerned about the confrontation and also quite smug. I didn't know why until she turned to me and winked, making me blush. Thankfully everyone else was still engaged in a stare down and so they didn't notice as she gestured towards the corridor with her head before slinking out passed The Tool and out of sight. I just watched her go, completely entranced.
"That's what I thought." Chuck said finally when he received no answer from The Tool. "You gonna go now? Or do you want to get beat up?" Jason added as The Tool made no attempt to move. Finally though, he seemed to have sent the message to his single brain cell that it was probably a good idea to walk away and so that's what he did, making some sort of hacking noise that was probably meant to be a scoff.
"Ashley, please try not to get beat up while we aren't there. He's totally not worth it." Chuck said as he and Jason left both ruffling my hair as they went. What doofs. At least they know not to do it when we're in public.
After I saw them turn the corner down the hallway I walked out the door myself and went the opposite direction, away from my next class. I kept walking but at a slightly quicker pace until I saw it: the sacred toilets.
I stepped inside and locked the door behind me. Everything suddenly becoming eerily quiet. There was only one person in there apart from me, and that person wasn't looking at me but in the mirror as they added to the little make up that was already on their face. I let a smirk play around my mouth as I stepped into view, walking in front of the stalls so that there was the whole room between us. I leaned against the wall there and watched her before voicing my presence.
"Hey Spence." I said as I watched her smile at the sound of my voice. She put away her lip gloss and turned around to face me, leaning back against the sink as she did so. She let her eyes travel up my body as I did the same to her. She was wearing her cheerleading uniform that showed off her long tanned and extremely toned legs and her flat stomach which was slightly visible where her top had ridden up. My eyes noticed it all but what they got stuck on was her eyes. They were the most electrifying blue that could ever be witnessed and for a second I was lost deep in their depths. It was something that happened often.
"Hey Ash." She replied, breaking me out of my trance long enough for me glance down at her flawless lips and imagine them on my own before looking back up to her eyes.
"What are you doing over there?" she asked still watching me with suddenly darker eyes making me gulp. The question made me lose my cool slightly as I felt the butterflies beat their wings against my stomach. I ignored them as I shrugged of the wall and strode towards her, our faces becoming serious as I got closer, the air becoming electrifying. I stopped a metre away from her and held out my hand to her.
She stood up straight, moving her eyes from my face to my hand. My lungs were struggling to find air as she reached her own hand to mine hesitantly, unsure of what I was doing. As soon as our skin came into contact our eyes snapped back to each others, both revelling in the smoothness and rightness of the others hand. I felt everything come to a standstill as I looked at her; there was no other way to describe her than perfect. She was everything I wanted and everything I would ever need and we were connected, just by hands at the moment. But there had been more and there would be a deeper connection again, all I had to do was tug.
So that's what I did. I pulled her to me suddenly. So suddenly that she fell into me, putting her free hand on my shoulder to steady herself, my hand came to rest on her lower back. We were so close now that I could see with clarity the flawlessness of her skin and could almost feel her cute little nose brush against mine.
We both stared at each other for a long moment before we couldn't contain it anymore… and we both burst into a fit of giggles.
"Oh my god!" she breathed, looking into my eyes. "I almost fell on to my face!" she said before giggling again.
"At least I caught you." I pointed out, laughing myself. Then my face dropped and a small pout formed. "Damn it! I ruined the moment!" I said before I had a light bulb moment and dipped her movie-style. She squeaked and started giggling again. She was soon silenced though when I connected our lips in the best kiss ever. And I'm not just saying that because I hadn't kissed her since last night. I'm saying it because every kiss we shared was the best. I couldn't get enough of the feel of her lips moving in time with mine. She pulled back slightly before leaning back into to press her lips to mine more softly, sighing afterwards. Her arms were still around my neck as she smiled and whispered against my lips, "I love how you can make a kiss in the bathroom romantic."
I opened my eyes to see her looking back at me contentedly. I lifted her up into a standing position, my hands still on her waist, and gave her another peck before smiling and saying, "It's not hard to be romantic when I'm around you." I told her before kissing her nose and stepping back, keeping hold of her hand. She just smiled at me, her face turning thoughtful as if she wanted to say something. I knew I was right when she bit down slightly on her lower lip.
"What's wrong Spence?" I asked, reaching my hand out to hold her chin and gently pull her lip from under her teeth with my thumb.
"Well, I was wondering…" she started before sighing and turning away.
"Wondering what?"
"I was wondering if you'd walk me to class." She still wasn't looking at me and I started to worry.
"Why? Is something wrong Spencer? Has somebody hurt you? I swear to god…" I was getting really angry know and imagined hitting The Tool repeatedly in the face – even though he probably hasn't done anything.
"What? No! No, no, no, no! I just- I just wanted you to walk me. You know, as my girlfriend."
To say I was shocked was an understatement. I thought she was the one who wanted to keep us quiet. She was the supposedly straight girl. Everyone already knew I was gay, I was apparently a notorious womanizer. Except for the part that I had been secretly dating the most beautiful girl in the world for the past six months. She was supposed to be terrified of coming out to her homophobic friends. So why did I seem to be the only one who was scared?
"Oh, erm, really? I mean, are you sure? This is all a bit sudden isn't it? I mean, really?" was my intelligent response to this. I knew it was the wrong one when she let go of my hand.
"A bit sudden? Ash, we've been dating for six months. That's half a year! I think I can handle a few classmates seeing us together, even if we just look like friends. I'm just, sick of sneaking around." She told me, looking directly into my eyes.
"I think we should leave it. Just for now, okay?" I almost pleaded. For some reason I suddenly felt like I was losing her, like no matter what answer I gave, she would leave me eventually. Our relationship seemed too fragile to be brought out into the cruel world, with manipulating friends and tyrannical parents.
"Well how long is 'for now' Ash? Is it just not today? Or never." She didn't seem happy. I hated to admit it, but she looked pretty hurt. Great, I really felt like a pile of doggy poop now.
"I don't see why we need to be discussing this. We'll cross that bridge when we come to it." I said, putting a comforting hand on her shoulder only to have her pull away.
"The bridge is here now, Ashley. What is this really about? Why are you so scared to tell people you're with me? Are you ashamed? Do you not want people to know you're in a relationship? I've seen the way those girls look at you, and I don't like it. I can't go pushing them around like you do with Aiden though. Otherwise I'd never get any rest. I just wanted people to know that you're mine." She finished running her hands through her hair as she let out a tension filled breath.
"Spence…" I tried, reaching my hand out again.
"No. I'm sorry Ashley, I don't want to fight. I'll see you later, okay?" she said, grabbing her things and kissing my cheek before exiting. I felt like crying. I couldn't believe that had just happened. I don't know why I couldn't just keep hold of her hand, take her to her class and kiss in front of everyone. I knew that I'd love for everyone to know now but when everyone started to try and get involved and break us up, I was certain that I definitely didn't want that. I just didn't want to lose her. To have someone take her away. God, this was annoying!
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