Chapter Eleven: Which To Bury, Us Or The Hatchet?

Remy

I knocked on Mr. James' door. He opened it quickly, and ushered me inside.

"So what seems to be the problem?" he asked, sitting down at his desk. I sat right on top of it. I was wearing my uniform, minus the ugly blazer.

"I just don't really understand much of this," I said, opening my notebook to a random page.

"What part don't you understand?" he asked. "It's quite simple really…" but I interrupted him before he could finish.

"Look Mr. James, I don't really have a problem with this. In fact, I understand it quite clearly," I stated.

"Please, call me Kelly. That is my name, you know." He smiled at me and my heart nearly melted. "What is it that you're here for if you're not here for Chemistry?"

"Well then, Kelly," I said, stressing his name. I got up, locked the door, and returned to his desk, but instead of sitting on it, I sat on his lap.

He looked surprised, but he didn't get angry and he didn't push me off.

"Should we be doing this?" he asked.

"Doing what? I'm only getting a better look at those equations. I leaned forward, towards the desk, but he grasped me by the waist and pulled me back into his lap. I smiled at him and kissed him on the lips.

We continued our make out session until there was a knock on the door. Kelly looked at me worriedly.

"Mr. James? Um…are you in there?" someone asked from the other side of the door.

"Shit, I have an actual tutoring session," he whispered in my ear. "I forgot."

"That's okay," I whispered back. I kissed him one more time, and then hid in the closet by his desk.

"Coming!" he yelled. I watched through the keyhole as he fixed his tie, and then opened the door. "Sorry about that. I was completely immersed in a book." He motioned towards the opened Chemistry text book on his desk. "Why don't we take this to the library?" he asked.

"Okay. I just need some help on stoichiometry," the kid said.

Kelly grabbed his back, took a quick look at the closet, and left, closing the door behind them. I gave them time to get down the hall before leaving. No one saw me leave.

At least now I have a new pastime.

Marco

This is it. Craig and Nate are occupied doing God knows what, and Jesse's sleeping. I'm off to search for Rex.

Nate helped me out a little. He told me that Rex was going to the library to study when he left his room last. I won't know if he was lying until I get there.

I headed off to the library, and sure enough, there was Rex, sitting at one of the round tables near the back. He was actually studying. So maybe he hasn't been lying.

That's when I saw him start checking his watch. I stood behind a bookcase and pretended to look at some random book in front of me. The problem with that was; by the time I looked for Rex again, he was gone.

Shit.

I walked out of the library and saw him just turning the corner at the end of the hall. Walking quickly, I tried to catch up. After turning the corner myself, I had lost him.

I guess I'm not really good at this following thing.

Not wanting to give up, I started looking in windows. Most of the rooms were empty, and a few of them had people studying. And then I found him. He was in a teacher's office.

Maybe this is really stupid. He's probably getting help.

Oh man, help doesn't look like that. Rex was making out with a teacher! And it wasn't a male teacher either!

I saw him reach down and when he stood back up, he was holding a baby and kissing it on the cheek.

Holy shit. This is really fucked up.

I quickly read the nameplate by the door so I could report my findings to Nate.

Alyssa Skye. Okay. I'll remember that.

I was about to walk away when Rex turned toward the window.

Rex

Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!

This secret's out.

Lindsey

"So, tell me what's so bad about this Parent's Day thing…you've been obsessing about it ever since I mentioned it."

"I'm just not on great terms with my parents, okay?" Thomas answered, looking annoyed.

"What is it, the tattoos? The drinking, smoking?" I asked.

"Why are you so fucking nosy? Just drop it okay?"

"Fine. Man, this school sucks. How do you get some action around here? I mean, girl action," I added.

"Well, there's always a prostitute or two down by the bars," he said.

"You're joking right?"

"Not really. Well, they are there, but I'd never use them. Too many diseases."

"So…what do you do?" I asked, interested.

Thomas

"I do the same thing I'd do if I was at home. Go to the bar, get drunk, find an easy girl, and get her to take me home with her," I shrugged.

"Dude, that is so wrong," Lindsey said.

"What would you do?" I asked, raising an eyebrow at him.

"Fine, let's go."

"Great." We grabbed our jackets and headed out. I'm in need for some fun that doesn't involve getting arrested.

Nate

That Craig is one exhausting kid. I'm wiped out. I put him to every test; and he enjoyed every one of them.

So did I.

Craig

I can't believe it. I just…I…with a guy.

Am I gay?

At first I thought that I was just pining for Marco, and only Marco.

But then I started checking out random guys wherever I went.

And Nate was amazing.

He…went down on me. And then, we talked.

He said that he didn't want to move so fast that it turned into a one night stand type of thing. And then he told me that he was a virgin. I am too…well, in this type of relationship that is.

I leaned down and softly kissed Nate on the lips. My tongue found its way into his mouth and we made out for a few minutes.

I felt ready to return the favor.

I kissed him down his stomach. We were both naked; him from before, and me just recently.

"Are you sure?" he asked just as I was about to put him in my mouth.

I answered him by returning that favor.

And I loved it.

Andrew

No, I don't hate you
Don't want to fight you
Know I'll always love you
But right now I just don't like you
Cause you took this too far

"Please talk to me Andrew," Rory said from the other side of the bathroom door. He knocked on it again, but I didn't answer him.

Then he tried to open it. He couldn't, due to the fact that I was slumped against it. I could barely move though; probably from the blood loss. He must have seen the blood through the little crack because I heard him gasp.

"Andrew!" he yelled. "Get off the door!"

I was too weak to argue. I grabbed onto the edge of the bathtub and pulled myself off the door enough for him to open it.

"It hurts," I whined. The blood was dried and caked on my arms. Rory pushed his way into the bathroom and knelt by my side.

"Why would you do this? Because of me and Marco? I didn't mean to hurt you. Or make you hurt yourself," he added. He started to cry. I seemed to have forgotten that Rory doesn't deal with crisis very well.

"You took it too far," I said, letting my own tears spill out of my eyes.

Make your decision and don't you dare think twice
Go with your instincts along with some bad advice
This didn't turn out the way I thought it would at all
You blame me but some of this is still your fault

Rory

"I'm sorry," I cried. "It's over between him and me."

"It's too late," he croaked out.

"What do you mean? You're not dying Andrew!" I shouted. I didn't seem sure of myself. He's not dying! He can't!

"No, I'm not," he said, sighing. "It's too late because…you're in love."

His declaration shocked me. It shocked me because it was true.

What happened to us?
I heard that it's me we should blame
What happened to us?
Why didn't you stop me from turning out this way?

A/N: I updated again because I feel so behind on here...I'm up to chapter eighteen in Word. Okay, I watched The Family Stone at the movie theater recently and the dad's name was Kelly and I thought that was so cool lol. So Mr. James' name is Kelly. The title and song of this chapter is the song "Which To Bury, Us Or The Hatchet" by Relient K and they own it. So yes, there are two students with teachers in here. Now you know what Nate and Craig did...and who Rex is with. I know it's short...sorry.