Not for the kids-Newsies is Disney, this fanfic is not.
I own nothing canon. I own all OC's and the setting.
Last time on High School in all of its Stupidity ::theme music plays::
Mush had Lydia throw a party. She's a stupid drunk. Mush doesn't take advantage of silly drunk girls. Skittery and Bumlets got it on. Slash lovers drooled. Spot and Teri started a fight ((which included Specs and David)) and Sam's drunken self put her nose in other's people business. The fight broke up, everyone left the party. Teri's pregnant. Blink hearts Sublime ((who doesn't?)). Jackie Josey thought that Mush and Lydia had sex. Jill likes cream cheese. Race is a silly boy and that is why we love him so.
Lucille: Everything they do is so dramatic and flamboyant. It just makes me want to set myself on fire.
-Arrested Development-
In the lobby of NPHS's "state of the art" gym stood Mush Meyers, wrapped in his maroon letter jacket and kicking the ground. He was talking to Jack discussing the top ten list of football teams in the state (Which NPHS did not make). Lydia walked quickly up to him and screamed words that couldn't even be comprehended.
Mush was at first shocked, then concerned and then he walked away. He just calmly up and left; swinging his math binder from hand to hand.
"Mush where are you going?" she demanded.
"I'm not gonna sit here and have you yell at me…so I'm leaving," he responded back, still serene.
"Yelling? Are you kidding me? That was nothing jackass! C'mere! STOP WALKING NOW." At that, Mush turned and stared. Jack awkwardly coughed and then tried to slip away. "Eh you…stop," she said pointing at Jack who then, terrified, turned around to face her. "What did Mush tell you about Friday night?" she demanded.
"Uh…about what?" he asked quietly, but he stood up straight and walked towards her demanding respect.
"What do you think about?" she asked viciously.
"Oh, you and him?" Jack began to laugh.
"No, me and Charles Manson. YES, Mush and I. What did he say?"
"He said you were too drunk to even stay awake and he left you on the floor," Jack responded.
"HA!" Mush screamed, "Nothing happened!"
"Ok," Lydia chirped, "See you boys later, I've got to go," and she gave a little wave and bounced away.
"That girl is bipolar. Stay away," Jack said and Mush just stared in awe
Teri had a flair for the dramatic. One little wrong thing, and her world would come crashing down. A girl said something bitchy about her, and it was time for Teri to kill; a boy didn't like her and it was time for Teri to kill.
Teri threatened a lot. Too much maybe. But she never meant it. She'd swear up and down, on all the pot she owned, on her favorite purple bong that she would murder and by the next week it was forgotten.
This time was a little different. If Spot had decided to try and talk to her, he might not have made it out alive.
Teri was so angry that she wouldn't talk to anyone. At all. One teacher asked her the question to number four and Teri just stared at her like the woman was crazy for even trying to communicate with her.
And Spot was just as bad. Spot was stubborn, and Spot was in charge. In his mind, he wasn't talking to Teri...not the other way around. And Spot never talked to anyone anyway. They were quite a pair and it never fully made sense why they were together. It was like night and night mixed together. Too much dark, too much fear.
Too much pain.
Teri's parents never cared what she did with herself, Spot's had given up long ago. There was something in their eyes that showed that a small part of them was different. Their hearts hadn't fully left; they just went out to lunch. The coldness, the indifference. No fear of death or punishment. They were the kind of tortured people who always had punishment and who knew death was always there.
So maybe they weren't meant for each other, they were doomed for each other.
Spot was actually the one to back down and be a man. He walked right up to Teri and promised to be mature and to grow up. Teri just looked at him, emotionless, and burst into tears.
They were alone, in the parking lot of the school. Spot knew which way Teri walked home and he waited at his car for her. As teachers rushed out of the building to get as far away from the hell that was their job, Spot and Teri were facing off…both waiting for answers.
"Teri why are you crying? Its ok, just don't cry. I forgive you…I swear. I'm sorry I yelled," but Teri just kept going, she was sobbing now and nearly choking on her own tears. "Teri quit with the crying. It's ok."
"No it isn't" she stifled out.
And it was this point where Spot began to lose his temper. He was slow to lose itthis time, but the anger could be seen in his eyes. Why was Teri acting like this? It was a stupid fight, worse could happen then her being pregnant.
"What is wrong? Just tell me," he begged.
"Nothing," and then she ran away.
"Fucking girls," Spot muttered.
Walking home from school, kicking leaves as he went, Skittery hummed a song to himself and bobbed his head.
He had a boyfriend, perfect and sweet with quite the nice ass. He had friends who, despite their drama, were quite wonderful. Out of nowhere he decided to pay attention to school. And horrors of horrors…
He actually liked it.
Its not too bad being the typical teenager. But the typical teenagers always have something off about them. Their dirty secret.
For Skittery, it was his mom.
He walked to his small house in the bad part of town trying to forget her. He passed by Lydia's house, then Teri's, next Spot's and then his own navy blue one story home.
When he walked in the door, he knew something was wrong.
"Come here," his mother stated in that tone parents only use when they're angry. "Michael do you have anything you want to tell me?"
"I got a B on my Chemistry test," Skittery had no clue what was going on.
"It's about fucking time. Anything at all?" she commanded. Skittery nodded his head. "How's your boyfriend?"
Skittery sat motionless. Should he run? Should he cry? Should he scream? Should he deny it? And then he thought of Bumlets, he couldn't deny it. It was now time for him to defend himself…to be a man.
"How did you find out?" he asked hushed.
"People talk. The whole town is talking about how my son is a faggot," she spat out. Skittery felt as though he could drop dead of a broken heart right there.
And mothers are supposed to love us no matter what.
Sapphy- I don't particularly like the girl I based Sam off of so sometimes her character is just a plain ol' evil whore. Thanks for your reviews and I'm sorry this took so long.
Dreamer- thanks for your reviews and I'm glad you like the last chapter ((You did by the way, if you can't recall because it was so long ago)
Lasplx- Thanks so much for your review! I'm glad you like my story so much. Thank you, thank you, and thank you!
And here's my explanation: First off, I'd just like to apologize. You guys spent time reading my story and I abandoned it. You probably don't even remember what it was about. I'm truly sorry. Being gone for a month has gotten me super sidetracked. I still have updated stories that I need to review! Also, after coming back from Ireland, I was kind of depressed. Long story short, I was plagued with writer's block. But this is one of my top priorities now. Thanks so much for everything! And I hope you continue to review. love, coin