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Chapter 10: Who are you?

"It's Saturday? Are you sure?" I ask quietly.

"Mhmm. I no because yesterday all the teachers said 'have a safe weekend' as we left class." Mimi said while dragging me out of the hospital. I frowned and looked at the floor. "What's wrong, chica?" Mimi asked.

"Collins said he had to go to work because school was suppose to start soon." I groaned and stopped walking. "I should've known he didn't really love me."

Roger bumped right in to me and I moaned in pain when he hit my bruises. Roger steadied himself and quickly started apologizing. I smiled softly at him. "It's fine, Roger."

Mimi grabbed Roger's hand and the two of them stood in front of me. "Honey, please, it's obvious that he's into you." Mimi said confidently. "I mean he risked his job to be in that room with you."

"I guess." I mumbled.

I didn't hear from Collins for the rest of the weekend. The next morning at school I didn't visit him early in the morning. I waited until the bell rang and I came walking in with everyone else, once again dressed im drag.

Collins smiled softly at me and then he looked behind me and his eyes darkened. Collins walked over to two guys who were sitting behind me and grabbed their arms. "If you touch him or say something to him I will personally kick you ass out of this school. Do you understand me?" Collins said to them calmly. "Now, boys, put away the spray paint AND you are going to buy Angel a new back pack." I glanced down at my brown leather bag and saw the word FAG written in red paint.

I tried to act like what they wrote didn't bother me but it did. Collins walked up to the front of the room and glared at the class. "Now, open your books to page 394." I didn't move. I was still trying to absorb in what just happened. I looked at Collins and he winked at me. I felt my entire body melt. I got my book out of my ruined bag and opened it.

The bell rang and everyone else shuffled out of the class. "What do you have next period?" Collins asked.

I scoffed and said "P.E. with the old fat gym teacher who keeps calling me queer bait."

Collins smiles and grabs my hands "Would you mind missing it?"

"No." I say softly. Collins leans into to kiss me when the door slams open.

"Mr. Collins I need to talk to you about my grade on this test!" yells a tall blond boy who is waving a paper with red Xs all over it. He raises an eye brow and looks at us. Collins drops my hands and walks over to him. "Okay, talk." he says

"Uh, why did I get a 22?" he snaps.

"Because you got the questions wrong. Any more questions?"

The boy groans and looks at Collins. "I didn't understand it. Can I have a retake?"

"No, but I'll help you prepare for the next test." Collins says pushing the boy towards the door.

"Fine. See you 4th period." He says and leaves the room.

Collins slowly walks over to me. "How come you didn't visit me this morning?"

I frown and glare at him. "Because of what happened last week."

Collins winces, but wraps his arms around my waist. He leans in close to me ear and whispers, "Well, today I had other plans." I shiver as his breath tickles my neck. He looks in my eyes and kisses me. I drape my arms around his shoulders and pull him closer to me. Collins plays with the with the hem of dress and I moan when his fingers lightly brush over my thighs.

Collins picks me up and puts me on his desk and then climbs on top of me. His hands slowly start to glide up my skirt. I pull away from his mouth to breathe I nibble on his ear causing him to moan my name.

Then the door knob jiggles and Collins rushes toward the door.

Benny walks in the room to see Collins panting and fixing his shirt. His eyes then drift over to me, who is still in Collins's desk with my skirt pushed daringly far up.

Benny lets out a half-hearted laugh and says "Who the fuck is she?"