Hi guys! So, I'm really happy Dani finally told somebody. I'm going to continue with the Michael and DanI cleaning thing, because I have some idea with this. Enjoy!
So, slushies will be added in this chapter. Just to show how immature some people still are. LOL.
So, tomorrow I probably wont be updating because Ill be at my sisters, well. Maybe, I don't know. I just wanted to give you this chapter because today ill be gone too.
"I hate this. Mr Foxenworthy hates me, that's why he's making me do this." I said to myself. "He hates me too. When my mom was in school, they dated. But she dumped him, and now he takes it out on my family. It sucks." He said, putting his mop in the dirty water. "Does he like, hate anything that moves or something?" I asked, confused. "Pretty much. Except Marissa. He didn't give a damn that she was drawing, or anything. Aylin just texts all class long, and he doesn't even care. Guess he's picked his favourites." Michael laughed. "Yeah, and his least favourites."
"I feel so honoured to be his least favourite out of our class." We laughed, wiping some crap off the board. It didn't matter anyways, the whole 'dream' talk was probably his way of making me clean up after him. I then heard something buzzing, which made me jump. "What was that?" I asked, franticly. "My phone. Calm down." Michael giggled, and answered it. He talked for a bit, and looked at me. "Its Blake." He said, putting his mouth over the spot where you talk into. I smiled, and wiped the board some more. As 15 minutes went on, I was still cleaning, and he was still talking. "Okay, see you then. Bye." He said, hanging up. "How about you say we ditch here, and go hang out with Blake at the skate park?" He asked. "I don't want to be like a third wheel…" I said, making an excuse. "Bring Nellie along. Blake really wants to meet you." He said, practically begging me. "Fine…" I smiled, and took out my phone. I quickly texted her,
Hey Nellie, meet me and a couple friends at the skate park. ~DanI
Sure3 See you then. ~Nellie.
"She'll meet us there." I said, going to the door. I opened it up, and let Michael out first. We headed to the skate park, which took 10 minutes to find. When we finally got there, I saw a blonde boy with scruffy hair. "That him?" I asked, pointing. "Yeah." Michael started grinning, as he ran to Blake. I watched as he grabbed him, and squeezed him tightly. I just smiled, at how cute that was. I then saw Nellie waiting at the swings close to the ramps. I ran over, and sat on a swing next to her. "Hey cuteness." I said, smiling. "Oh, hey." Nellie said, turning to me. I did the same, and took her hand. She smiled, and stood up. "Come with me." I got up too, and we started walking. "Nellie, can I talk to you?" I asked her. "Yeah, sure."
"You know the first time we met? How I told you how my parents weren't all that accepting?" I asked. "Yeah, why?" "I um, wasn't exactly telling you the truth. My parents actually, did accept me.." I admitted. She dropped my hand, and stared at me. "Excuse me?" She asked. "What?" I asked, confused. "You, you lied to me?" "Yeah, but I just wanted you to like me more."
She brushed her fingers through her hair, and started walking off. "I don't get why you're so upset!" I shouted. "I am upset because I thought we had that in common. That finally I found somebody who went through the same thing, but I was wrong." She started getting teary eyed. "You cant be mad at this little thing." "Little thing? I was so different growing up, I was made fun of for being gay, from everyone. Even my parents did. I thought that I finally had somebody who I could relate to. Who wouldn't make fun of me. Screw you DanI. I never want to talk to you again." She ran off, in tears. I frowned, and looked to my feet. I didn't want anyone to talk to me. I didn't want anybody to see me. I started walking towards the ramps, and saw Blake and Michael there, cuddling. Careful DanI, don't let them see you cry. I started to run.
"DanI?" Michael asked, chasing after me. He grabbed my arm, and saw I was crying. "Why are you crying?" He asked. "Because I'm the dumbest person alive!" I yelled. "Why?" "Nellie just left. Because I did something, that was so stupid!" I tried to leave, but Michael grabbed me in for a hug. I wrapped my arms around his torso, and cried into his chest. He started to shush me, and rubbed my head. He rocked me back and forth. "Its gonna be alright." He whispered.
We stayed like that for 5 minutes, until Blake finally came over. "Hey, what's taking so long?" Blake asked. Michael let me go, and I wiped some tears away. "Just, troubles." He answered. "Sorry. Thanks Michael, but I think ill go." I said, starting to leave. "Wait! I haven't even talked to you yet. I'm Blake." He said, holding his hand out. "Yeah, Michael was talking about you." I said, shaking his hand. "Ooh, I'm famous." Blake laughed, winking. I smiled, but then frowned again. "Hey, don't worry. It'll be okay." Blake said, patting my shoulder.
The next day I got up, wanting to stay in bed and never wake up. Nellie never spoke to me all night, she just gave me the silent treatment. The only time I heard her say something was when I got home. She was talking to her friend, but when I got in she hung up. I just wanted her to know how sorry I was. How I just did it to get closer to her. She was fast asleep, I wanted to wake her, but I couldn't. She would just yell, or not say anything. I quickly got dressed, and left. I found Abraham and Ali in the hallway, again with Charlie. "Hey guys. What's up?" I asked. "Chilling, waiting for class to start." Abraham said, staring at Ali, who was admiring Charlie. "Awesome. Well, I need to go. Talk later?" Abraham nodded, as I left. I arrived at class, with all my stuff. I saw Michael there, texting somebody. I sneaked up behind him, and poked him, making him jump. "Hey hottie." I said, jokingly. "Hey sex on a stick." He laughed. "What's up?" I asked, sitting beside him. We didn't actually have assigned seats, so I could basically sit wherever I want. I set my bag down, and waited for his response. "Oh, not all that much. Did Nellie and you make up?" He asked. "I wish. She wouldn't talk to me at all."
"Make yourself noticeable, then maybe she'll see. Whenever I fight with Blake, I always try and catch him off guard with something enjoyable. Try it." He suggested. "Ill try. Hopefully it'll work." He just nodded, and grabbed his book. "Maybe he'll make us throw them away, and he'll say my dream is pathetic." I laughed, along with him. I heard the door open, and saw Mr Foxenworthy walk in. He looked angrier then usual. "Looks like somebody's going to die today." I whispered to Michael. "Everybody quiet!" Mr F yelled. "Mr Weisman. Miss Shay. Over here, NOW." He yelled, getting us to go up there. We quickly ran down, scared. "Yeah?" I gulped. "You guys were supposed to clean last night." "We did though…" Michael said, confused.
"Last night when I came here, it was a mess. All the gum under the desks were still there, the floors were dirty. You were supposed to make it spotless." He was pissed… "But, it looked pretty clean when we left." I said. "You know what? I'll let you off the hook this time. But next time, I'll give you an even worse punishment. Go sit down." He calmly said. First time I've ever heard him, be actually sort of nice. Me and Michael turned around, and went to sit down.