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Ch 2: Sugar, We're Goin Down

Later that day, during afternoon break, I was supposed to meet Loomer in the Custodian's closet but the leach on my arm known as Missy was delaying me. For the past six minutes and thirty-five seconds to be exact, but whose counting? I knew that Loomer would be there already waiting, probably using random objects as a drum set and playing to his own rhythm. Such a simple person, but thats why I like him. He isn't demanding, annoying, or prissy, like some people that leach onto my arm at inopportune moments, Missy. I tried to pry away from her while she blabbered on about things that I could care less about and I could only hope that Loomer wouldn't get restless and leave.

By now a third of the break was already over and I was actively trying to put distance between the leach and I, but that girl was stronger than me, unfortunately. I had to think of something to distract her long enough to get away and soon, or I was going to spend the whole break with Missy and that just didn't sound appealing, especially when Loomer was waiting for me to finish what was started this morning.

'I gotta get outta here! Oh look, something shiny!' "Hey, Missy look at that, its way prettier than you!"

"What! Must destroy!" Thankfully, she didn't throw me to the ground too hard. I got up, ignoring the pain in my back, and limped as fast as I could to the custodian's closet. I skipped past the special knock and threw myself though the door. When I turned around, Loomer was trying to hide behind some shelves at the back of the small room. Key word, trying.

"What are you doing?" He sheepishly came out from behind the shelves.

"Well, you didn't exactly knock, and I don't usually hang out in here, sooo..."

"Oh yeah, sorry."

"No prob, but, if I may, what the hell took you so long?"

"Well, Missy-"

"Enough said." We both chuckled and then an awkward silence followed for a few moments, "So,"

"So."

"Well, I was thinking about earlier and thought it would be cool to, maybe, do it again?"

"I guess that would be cool." We both sat down and turned to each other. We sat there for a few moments awkwardly.

"This is a little weird." I said after the awkwardness got to me.

"Yeah. Maybe we should try it somewhere else, I mean, this is a janitor's closet and anyone can just walk in at any minute."

"Thats true." I was a bit disappointed but I was also worried about being caught. This was probably for the best. "So."

"How about we hang out tomorrow night? At the movie theater?"

"Sounds good. I'll see you later?" he nodded and just when I turned around to leave, he tugged me back. "Wha-" I was cut off by Loomer kissing me. It wasn't any smoother than our first but it still felt nice and it lasted longer as well.

"Gordy, theres....a...spill." We both pulled away stunned. Standing there was our Principle and he looked very unhappy. "Both of you. To the office!" We both looked to each other. 'Shit.' When we walked out of the closet, it looked like the whole school was watching from the hallway when it was only a few students scurrying to class and we both knew what they were all whispering about. When we reached the office, both of our parents were called, and we were left in the hall. A few students walked by, pointing and whispering, no doubt having heard already. News travels fast and by the end of the next period, everybody would know about Loomer and I.

"This was not how I was planning to come out of the closet." Loomer said trying to lighten up the mood. I chuckled half-heartedly.

"No doubt. I wasn't planning on telling my parents for a long time either." I paused, dread filling me up. "What do you think your parents will say?" I was nervous, his parents might send him away.

"They won't be happy, I know that. My dad will probably disown me." He said it so easily, I wondered if he was trying to make jokes again, but the look in his eyes told me he was serious.

"Lets hope not." I didn't see any point in hiding, so I grabbed his hand tightly and gave him a smile of encouragement. He half-heartedly returned it.

"What about your parents?" I shrugged.

"They will be disappointed, probably ground me, but they will get over it. My cousin Gary is gay, they will get over it."

We sat there for about half an hour before my parents showed up. If they didn't know why they were here before, they probably figured it out when they saw Loomer and I holding hands. They went into the office and came back out five minutes later. They motioned me to come with them and I gave Loomer's hand a squeeze.

"Tell me what happens later. Bye." I gave his cheek a kiss and slowly got up to leave with my parents. I looked back to see him slumped in his seat, eyes glued to the ground, no doubt defeated already. I could only hope that everything would turn out okay.

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