Skittery's Livejournal:

I went to Blink's party tonight. It was fun until Spot showed up. Before he came, everyone was laughing and sharing memories about high school and all that mediocre stuff you do at graduation parties. Well, okay, so maybe we were drinking a bit…but it's not like we were screaming "TOGA! TOGA!" at the top of our lungs.

But like I mentioned, Spot just ruined it. He came sauntering in, and Blink told him to get out, but he wouldn't listen. See, the thing was, we were all friends with Spot until he beat up Jack, so he was still on Blink's contact list for e-mail, which is how he got invited. Anyways, Blink was trying to get him to leave, and then Mush went over and threatened him. The whole time I just stood there, wondering how Sarah was going to react if she walked by. She didn't walk by, but Dave did.

Now, apparently, Dave had swooped by the hospital earlier to see Jack. And somehow Spot found out, and he was acting hostile towards Dave. I couldn't figure it out at first. I mean, why would Spot care if he went to visit him? It's not like he cared, since he completely bashed Jack.

But then I got it. In case any of you forgot, Spot threw this crazy St. Patrick's Day party back in March. I was there, and, well, so were a lot of people. Jack and Spot just left halfway through the party, right about when Blink and Mush showed up with some crazy idea for condom balloons. Ick. Well, that isn't the point. Spot was in a boarding school then, and he got in trouble for having alcohol at his party. But he also got in trouble because he left and didn't respond to complaints made by people in the other dorms. When they caught Spot and questioned him about where he was, he said he just went out for some air. Which is total crap because Spot can't stand being outside and missing a party. Later he told me that he had really gone out and gotten laid. I assumed he meant by some girl he knew.

But no.
It was Jack.
It must have been Jack.
And it makes sense now.

All those rumors about Jack and Davey hooking up must be true.
Spot was jealous of them, and totally fed up with Jack, which explains why he snapped and beat him up the other night.
And I know Jack. Jack is a great fighter.
He let Spot punch the hell out of him; because there was no way he was going to hurt him. He likes Spot.

Okay, back to the story. David went over to Spot tonight and yelled at him; screamed at him for trying to have sex with his sister and for putting Jack in the hospital. Then Spot just lost it. He was fuming and shouting, and within about two minutes, both of them had lunged at each other. This was supposed to be a fun event, not a stupid thing full of conflict, so Blink and Mush grabbed both of them to stop them from killing each other. But, here's what really shocked everyone. I went up to them, because, you know, I'm quite a curious person.

I said to them:
"Why do you two have to be at each other's throats?"

At the exact same time, they both answered:
"Because I'm in love with Jack Kelly."


Dear Hospital Staff:

I am horrified at how my daughter was treated while under your care. After she had surgery, nobody watched her. Not knowing that she was forbidden to roam, my daughter wandered around until she stumbled into a teen who I believe is a bad influence. He talked to her and asked her for help concerning his current relationship. My daughter is only eleven; she does not need to learn about the sex life of this seventeen year old pervert. The worst of it is that you did not supervise their conversation. My precious daughter told this boy information that he should not know, although she claims it was advice. Please do not allow this to happen again. I assumed that you didn't allow crazy people with three lovers go into your hospital, so you can imagine that I found this incident terrifying and disturbing.

Sincerely,
Rachael Graham.

The Talk at School:

"Jack can't be gay."
"He was dating Sarah for almost a year."
"Why on earth would Spot be gay?"
"What the hell is going on?"
"They're bi, stupid! Not queer!"
"Poor David. Poor Sarah."
"You think Jack will dump David?"
"This has gotta be a joke. None of them are gay…Except for maybe Dave."
"How…"
"WHO STOLE MY NACHOS? MUSH, DID YOU STEAL MY NACHOS?"
"Do you think Jack's really in the hospital because he has AIDS?"
"I wonder how they'll handle graduation…"
"Then David said…"
"I still cannot believe this."
"I bet Spot is having trouble at his school."
"NO, BLINK, I DID NOT STEAL YOUR NACHOS!"

To: Spot, Sarah, and Davey.
From: Jack

Skittery told me about what happened at the party the other night. And…I guess I've been lying to all of you. So, I need to clear things up. I just…I want all of you to forgive me, alright?

A few months ago, when Spot had a party, he and I ended up…doing more than we expected. We uh…well…I'm sure you already know what happened. Spot and I...aw, God…we um…geez…we copulated. There, I said it. See, I didn't really plan on staying with Spot afterwards…

So here's my first apology. Sarah, I acted like nothing occurred after that party. I just pushed it to the back of my mind and continued dating you. I never told you about Spot. Every time you and I spent time together, I felt really guilty, but I just couldn't tell you.

Here's my second apology. David, when you and I…uh…you know…I treated you really badly the next day. I made it into a big deal when it really wasn't…because…I'd done it before. And, also, that day at the pool…Before we went there, I ignored you. That wasn't fair. You thought that we were more than just friends, and I shoved you away.

Now here's my last apology. Spot, it was terrible of me to just stop talking to you after the St. Patrick's Day ordeal. Like David, you expected our relationship to progress. And it didn't. You just watched in silence while Sarah and I bloomed into an intimate couple. Then, after what happened between David and me, you felt even more betrayed, and that's why you thought going out Sarah would get it to me. It did, which is why I interrupted you two, and why you became so furious.

In conclusion:
Sarah, I'm sorry I cheated on you with Spot and your brother.
David, I'm sorry I cheated on you with your sister.
Spot, I'm sorry I cheated on you with Sarah and Dave.

I'm sorry.
All of you, I'm sorry.
I'm an idiot. A stupid idiot.
More stupid and idiotic than Blink and Mush when they tried to feed that kitten to an ATM last year.
I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry.
After graduation, I'm getting out of New York for awhile so you can all relax.
Mea Culpa, Mea Culpa, Mea Culpa.

Love,
Jack.