3 weeks later
My nerves were on edge and I knew I'd have to forfeit my pride to feed my habit because today was going to be a difficult day. It was a Friday, yeah, but it was the opening of the new play that was taking Romeo and Julian's place and after the reviews we got with that one, we had to somehow beat ourselves. If it wasn't hard enough that the story was hardcore, I had very little time to actually prepare for it and so, I was a little shaky on all of the lines. I knew them generally, but a few I was forced to guess on and those scared me the most. When Kendall and I arrived at school, the whole drama club was in a circle, giddy with what seemed like excitement and even though I hated leaving Kendall, I knew they'd expect me to play along.
"I got to go," I said longingly to Kendall, trying to make it apparent that it was urgent, not that I didn't want to be with him.
"Okay Sugar," Kendall responded with a grin, "See ya by your locker so don't take too long." I nodded my head before heading into the group, not exactly sure what to expect.
"OMG, We were worried you weren't coming," Piped Jenny Tinkler, dressed in one of her beautifully ridiculous harajuku outfits (sometimes I wondered where she found them), "You had me about to jump out of my socks." She giggled a little at her own expression which I'd never heard before, but I'd give it to her, she deserved it.
"Hey, Bambi," Camille started, looking straight at me, "Will Jo be coming back in town for this; I really hope she will, she loved the Drama Club so much."
"Yeah, But she said she may arrive a little late because Samantha has a big test to take," I replied as coolly as possible to not give away the nervous aura I was probably giving off.
"Okay, tonight we're gonna rock this thing and nothing bad will happen and we're all gonna be huge celebrities after this so let's go inside that school and show just how awesome we are," Carlos barely stopped to take a breath while he gave his best try at an inspirational speech. Everyone put their hands in a big pile as Carlos and Jenny battled to see who was on the very top and I realized how much this group meant to me. They were the family that I always wanted; dysfunctional, crazy, fun, and immature. But, all I wanted to do was see Kendall so the silliness at the moment was getting on my nerves, then it hit me on how to get it all over with.
"Look Carlos, behind you, a crazy stunt," immediately Carlos turned to see, Jenny put her hand on top and Camille quickly counted off before he could turn around and start the fight again. By the time he had decided that there was nothing behind him and he'd been tricked, we were all gone, except for Camille who was constantly by his side. It was cute how close they'd become. It would have been cuter if they were a couple, but Carlos played for the other team if you catch my drift. I had more important things to do though, like get to class early or meet Kendall, the love of my life. I pretty much ran to my locker and started to sort through books as fast as possible so I wouldn't be late. I had a thing about being late. I just never could. Finally, I looked over to Kendall's locker across the hall and immediately I noticed his absence there. And I looked around me on either side and still, no one. I was sure, he wouldn't leave me, but who knew; something could have happened to him or he could have fought someone. I was over thinking everything today, but that's what I always do when I'm on edge; I make everything tens time worse than they really were. While I cringed at the thought that Kendall was abducted by some mystery person while at his locker, I slammed the door to my own and turned quickly to almost fall on my ass.
"Oh, sorry, I didn't see you there," Kendall said with that lovably annoying grin that was eternally part of his face.
"Dear God," I said back, steadying myself on my two legs again to try to face him even though he was much taller, "You had me worried you weren't here anymore."
"I thought you trusted me; isn't that ring worth anything," He threw his hands up in a big performance piece and raised his voice to the highest pitch it could go for the last word. I loved when he did stuff like this and I just couldn't help, but play along.
"It's worth nothing because I love you; I hate you; I love you," I slapped him across the face before meeting his lips to kiss him and then slap him again.
"Uhhhh, I like it rough Logie Bear."
"You don't have to say it out loud."
"But I thought we were about the truth."
"Well, I'll let you get away with a lie once."
"Ah, but that wasn't a lie," Kendall replied, turning me around to be back in his embrace, stopping all traffic around us in the hall.
"Kendall, can I ask you something strange, but you have to swear you won't judge me," I tried to keep a calm face, but I felt like shattering.
"After all we've went through together, you actually think. I'd. me, ex homophobic bully, would judge you, my perfect little sweet."
"Well, lately, I've felt like something bad is gonna happen and today, it's setting in bad. I just wanted to know if you ever felt that way because maybe it's just nerves."
"You mean like a 'preposition.'"
"Premonition"
"Close enough"
"Not really, but okay."
"No, I've never really had any feelings like that," He looked into my eyes, "and if I did, you'd know because I don't ever censor myself." I giggled a little before lifting myself up to kiss him on the cheek.
"Yeah, I can tell Mr. S&M," I turned back around to head back to class with him behind me, but of course the teacher was already writing out assignments.
"Mr. Mitchell. Mr. Knight; why were you late," said the teacher, never turning to look and see us.
"We weren't late, the bell hasn't rung yet," Kendall replied smugly, obviously determined to win this argument.
"You get off with a warning this time," the older man said, still never turning to directly address us.
"For what?" Kendall said, starting to lose his calm.
"Talking back to a teacher Mr. Knight," he finally turned, "You know that that is against school policy."
"Bull-shit," Kendall yelled back, standing up, "because I proved you wrong."
"Mr. Knight, I have put up with many of your offensive behaviors, but this one will not be tolerated at all," the Teacher responded, hovering over his desk.
"What offensive behaviors; I do homework and pay fucking attention, more than I can say for others here."
"Please calm down Mr. Knight, I do not want to send you to the Principal's office; we can resume this conversation after class."
"Screw that, what is it that is so bad that it affects your crappy version of teaching."
"Mr. Knight, I do not want to address this in front of the whole class and I will not, so sit before you're dismissed."
"To much of a pussy to say what you think," Kendall yelled a little louder this time and I knew it wasn't going to end well. Why was he trying to fight a teacher?
"Fine Mr. Knight, your PDA in this class, Cursing, ect. Is that a sufficient list for you."
"Everyone in this room has fucking cussed in this class more than once so I'm not convinced of that one, but my PDA?"
"Public Display of Affection," I interjected, before staring back down.
"You have a problem with my boyfriend," Kendall said to the teacher, quirking his eyebrow slightly, "because Sean and Amber are practically boning in the back row and you don't seem to have a big problem with that."
"Language Mr. Knight," The Teacher responded, turning back to the black board, "Sean and Amber do not disturb anyone, You and Mr. Mitchell do."
"What the hell do you mean, 'disturb anyone'," Kendall said, the flame in his eyes raising again, "It's cause we're gay because I think we've gotten over that as a class. So is it disturbing you."
"Mr. Knight, we can discuss this at a later time, but we are going to go back to math now."
"Fuck You."
"That's it Mr. Knight, you're going down to have a talk with the Principal, you're behavior is unacceptable." The teacher filled out a note before beckoning Kendall forward, "Take this to Tony at reception and wait till Mr. Cunningham is ready to see you." Kendall took the slip out of his hand and walked out the door, flipping the teacher off in the process.
"FUCK YOU!" Kendall yelled again and then disappeared out of the room completely.
"Now, back to the concept of today class," The teacher said and honestly, I did my best to keep my attention on him, but Kendall not being next to me was so hard to take. My stomach was starting to hurt and that feeling of an oncoming storm rushed back to me. This was the start of a very bad, long day.
Author's Note: Shorter than usual I know, but I felt like it ended good here and the next chapter's pretty long anyway. Did anyone else watch them on primetime by the way, because I totally did and I have to admit, it's weird hearing them out of character. And James doing his opera bit was so funny. He's my favorite. But it also made me feel really bad for being one of the fringier fans. But I've never seen season 2, so I'm not completely obsessed (okay, I am, I'm also just lazy). I know this is up earlier than usual, but I have a party to go to tonight and I didn't want to skip this. And finally, I dedicate this chapter to someone who always comments and it makes me feel great. Also, I love when people sign their posts with a little thing every time. Luv you, Joey (IceRush, and I don't how anyone could do that to Logan). Luv Ya. XoXo