YAY! We finally hit double digits! =3

I was burning a hole into the carpet before the doorbell rang. Racing to get it I yanked open the door and pulled her into the small walkway. "Whoa, whoa. You wanted to talk to me?" She asked tripping over her red heels.

I nodded and offered her a seat, she took it before patting the spot next to her. I told her I'd rather stand. "Maria we need to break up."

She stared at me with wide eyes, God I wish I could take it back. She was a great girl, but just not the girl for me. "I saw this coming, since tenth grade actually. I was wondering how long it was going to take you to figure out I wasn't good enough for you. I have to ask, why? Why now? What brought this up?" Her head was bowed and he was plucking at the hem of her tight skirt, it was the color of dark wine.

"Evan came over here a short while ago, and he kissed me. While I kind of kissed back but you get the picture." I was slightly afraid to meet her eyes, we'd been dating for years and I'm just going to throw that away for what? A guy I've known for a month? Give or take.

"Oh-" she blew a short breath, "well then, you going to date him?" Keeping my eyes locked on the ground I shrugged. "You have to know Phil, Ask yourself this, if he left or was with another person could you handle that? Either way I'll still love you." Standing she placed a small kiss on my cheek.

And that's what I did, the entire weekend I thought about him and me and us- is there even an 'us'? Upon arriving to school I kept my head down and made a bee line for my locker, only there was already someone there.

"Listen Phil, I'm sorry I-" he looked around to see if anyone was within hearing range, "did what I did. I was messed up and I'm so sorry . You have no idea how sorry I am. I'll stay far away, I won't talk to you, I wont even look at you. Just please don't-"

It was then I decided he talked too much, I pushed him against the set of lockers and crushed our mouths together, he tasted like mango gum. He grabbed fistfuls of my hair and meshed our bodies closer together. When breathing was a necessity we detached and I rested my head against his.

Giggling slightly he said, "So we're together now?"

A breathy chuckle escaped me, "Shut up." Positioning my body I slid down and sat next to him on the cold tile floor. "Why are you never at your own locker?"

Shrugging he grasps my hand in his tracing the tattoos over my knuckles. "I can't reach, I'm too short."

We sat there for a little while longer before the bell rang, standing I kept our hands interlocked ignoring the stares we got we made our way into our homeroom. That's how our day went: never leaving his side even through the unmasked stares. By the end of the day the news spread like wildfire.

"We should go out on Saturday." Evan said form the passenger seat of my crappy '89 mustang.

I smiled a little and agreed, when I dropped him off I watched silently as he walked up the stone driveway. Turning around we locked eyes and he waved goodbye, smirking I returned the gesture and drove the short distance to my house.

Unlocking the door I bounded in calling out my mother's name searching high and low for her.

"I'm in here Philly!" Skidding to a stop I spun a full 360 before locating the sound of her voice.

"Momma! Mom-"

"What is it dear?" She laughed taking off her glasses and kissed my cheek.

"I have something to tell you." I wanted to be scared and worry about what my mother would say but the giddiness left no room for fear.

"Well get on with it deary! I'm not getting any younger here." Brace yourself.

"I'm gay and I'm have a date with Evan this Saturday."

What do you guys think? Was it amazing? did it suck? Tell me. Did you guys see SmackDown yesterday? I marked out when Daniel Bryan won the World Heavyweight Championship...but I was just as upset when the decision was reversed, uhm WTF? Last time I checked the champ didn't have to be "medically cleared" that sort of stuck in my craw a little bit. But other than that I enjoyed SD this week how bout you guys?

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