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"Well call you down at the end of the day. Your parents will be waiting here, I'll have to tell them about what you did." She said looking into a thick brown book, about half way through it. "Now go back to your classes. The day's almost over." She finished.

"Fucking bitch," I murmured under my breath. Stan slightly heard and laughed a little. She opened the door for us letting a slight breeze out the door. We went back into the hallway which seemed to be much more humid then the office.

"So what do we do about our parents?" Stan asked as he removed some strands of hair from in front of his face.

"I don't know. All I know is that my mom's gonna kill me."

"Dude, she seems to be pretty tolerant with gays. I don't think she'll be that pissed."

"Then you don't know her at all."

"Yeah well I don't think my mom's gonna like the idea that her son who's been 'straight' for all this years decided he's not." Stan shook his head as we walked down the silent hallway back to the cafeteria.

"I don't think any of our parents will."

"Well there just gonna have to accept it." Stan opened the door to the cafeteria. The children's conversations seemed to die down as all there eyes were on us. They all glared at us. We looked at the table Wendy was at. Her head was down on the table until she noticed that it grew quiet. She stared at Stan just shaking her head not believing what she saw earlier. Wendy looked completely devastated. She swiveled herself around until she was sitting with her back against the table. She watched Stan and I walk for a few seconds, but then got up and started heading towards the table we were sitting at. The dark haired girl made herself comfortable there. Still, Stan and I were going to sit there.

"What are you doing here?" I asked her annoyed.

"I need to ask some questions," said the ever so curious girl. Like always, she just NEEDED to know.

"What is it?" Stan asked giving all his attention to her, in a sort of teasing way.

"Why didn't you just tell me you were breaking up with me for him? It was obvious I was going to find out anyway. I mean, I saw you to walking off holding hands and kissing. You didn't try and keep it secret because you were just so easy to do that in public. I wasn't even the only one who saw!" Cough… bitch. I wish she would just let me and Stan be happy.

"I wasn't gonna tell you because I knew you'd tell everyone! Like you already did!" he raised his voice a little.

"I wasn't even the one who told everyone! I loved you Stan and I'm not cruel like that!"

"Then who did?" I asked thinking of the possibilities.

"I don't know. It could have been someone like Heidi or Bebe, but it wasn't me," she suggested.

"Whatever, I don't even care. I want everyone to know, so I'm happy they told everyone." Stan stated crossing his arms.

"Look Stan, I just wanna say that I guess I'm happy for you and Kyle." Wow Wendy's gotten really good at lying lately.

"Really?" Stan looked surprised. "Why?" I didn't think he would honestly buy it.

"Yes I am. I have to be now." Wendy picked herself up from the table. "Bye," she walked away back to her table, and didn't look at us for the rest of the lunch period.

"You don't actually believe her, do you?" I asked Stan as we walked down the hallway to our next class together.

He messed around with the corners of his folder he held in his arms and stared blankly around the hallway. "I don't know. It seems like she did it. But I just don't want to accuse her without even knowing."

"I guess your right." We walked into biology. I didn't pay attention all class. Stan and I quietly discussed what to do about what was going to happen at the end of the day. "So just accuse the principal of lying…?" I laughed. "Dude my mom would believe the principal over me, no doubt."

"Well then what? We've got no other ideas." He was right. But I wasn't going to give up. I just couldn't let my mom find out.

"Skip?"

"Skip school?"

"Yeah."

"Don't you think Principal Victoria will tell our moms anyway?"

"I don't know. Maybe she'll wait for us to be there, and when were not there, she won't say anything."

"I doubt it. It's like really unlikely dude."

"Then were out of ideas."

"We can't face them though, especially not your mom."

"She'll never let you hang out with me again, come over or anything." I sighed.

"Its ok Kyle, maybe we can just face her, she just has to let us be happy, she has to!" he raised his voice a little but the teacher didn't bother to look back.

"Let's just skip. I know it's really not like me but I don't want to be there when Principal Victoria tells them."

"Ok on our way to next period, we'll get out."

"Okay." The period lasted only about another 15 minutes and then we left. Stan and I went to our lockers and shoved everything in. I closed mine and it barely made a loud noise with the sound of all the other noise in the hallway.

"This way." Stan said taking my hand and leading me to the janitor's closet.

"What are we going in here for?" I asked trying to find a light switch.

Stan shut the door behind us and turned it on. He pointed up at the ceiling where there was a small door. "That's how." He backed up a few steps and cleared some stuff of the shelves. Cleaning liquids and chemicals fell off them as Stan stretched his arm out. "Go ahead."

I took hold of the 4th shelf and began pulling myself up. Stan was behind me to catch me if I fell. He was holding onto me and helping push me farther. I pushed open the door and the breeze from outside made me close my eyes a little. Snow was blowing in my face and I lifted my leg off of the shelf and onto my top of the school. Then Stan was coming up behind me. I extended my arm for him to take. He grabbed it and I pulled him up with me. We shut the door and went over to the side of the roof. There was a metal ladder attached to the side that we climbed down.

"Well we can't go home." I said.

"Where's safe from our parents?"

"What about the Rec Center?" I asked.

"It's worth a shot." He replied. We started running down the sidewalk together with our hands linked. We ran through the forest so we could avoid people seeing us. Only about a 2 minute run, not so bad. There was luckily no one there, and if no one was there now, there probably wouldn't be later. We went over to the bleachers on the side of the wall and sat at the top of them.

"So do we just stay here for a few hours?" I asked.

"Yeah I guess so." He answered lying down on my lap. He smiled as I ran my fingers thorough his hair. I could see him blushing a little bit as he leaned up to kiss me.

"I really won't mind staying here when I'm with you."

I smiled back looking down at him. "You're so sweet."

"So are you." He said taking my hand.

"What time is it?" I asked. He looked at his phone.

"2:39. School just ended."

"I bet they just realized were gone."

"Well that's their problem. And I don't think there gonna start the meeting without us there. My mom is probably already freaking out that I'm not there."

"I hope they called me dad there. He won't care about me being gone really. I don't think so."

"Well at least were here now, so we don't have to worry about it."

"So what do we say when we get back?"

"Oh shit… I didn't even think about that!" he put his hands over his head. He was shaking it side to side. "We gotta think of something."

We sat there just silent for a moment, thinking about more lies.

"That we forgot about the meeting and at the end of the day we were in the bathroom. And like we never got called down and that we were hanging out at the mall for the past few hours." I thought, it was stupid, but it might have been the only thing we could say.

He laughed. I thought he was laughing at me at first. "Dude that's actually not bad." I had no idea why he was laughing.

"Really?" I asked surprised.

"Yeah really." He said smiling at me. He sat up. "Not bad at all."

"It's the best idea I got." I said keeping a pretty straight face.

"Your ideas are always great." He said leaning over putting his arms around me. I leaned my head on his shoulder.

"I love you." I said stroking the side of his arm lightly. He kissed me on the lips.

"Our parents better get used to it." Stan and I laughed.