Coming Home

I hurry over towards Zacky's first hour, hoping to get to walk with him to his next, which he had with me. As soon as I get to the doorway I see Katelyn Pry slap Zee on the ass. The first thing I thought was, what the fuck? When I came closer I heard her voice as he turned around to look at her.

"-we're just getting started." Is what I catch from her.

Getting started with what? He couldn't be attracted to her because he's gay right? He turns around walking away until he spots me. I show him a smile and he returns it with a small, shy one. I slung my arm over his shoulder, careful not to cause him any pain. We head towards our next class, band. Honestly he didn't play much but I knew he could play guitar very well if the guitar wasn't right-handed. He seemed to have a lot of trouble with playing it. That's why I decided on getting him a left-handed one on his birthday, next month.

"So what's up with you and Katelyn?" I ask him.

"Oh, uh well she's helping me with something, me and you both." He says quietly.

"What do you mean?" I ask staring at him.

"She knows about us." He whispers.

"What? How?" I ask furrowing my eyebrows.

"She lives like two houses away from you I guess and she saw us kiss." He mutters.

I just nod in response. Her and I had a history when we were younger. Nothing bad really but I don't Zee needed to hear about it, hopefully she forgot about it. About all of it.The past stays in the past, right? We head into the band room and I feel people staring at me, great Michelle probably told everyone.

"Well look who it is." A blonde says.

It was the exact same five that were in the locker room. The blonde was Jaden, he was a real asshole. The rest, Adam, Trace, Drake, and Micheal just followed him. I knew they were forced to follow him, or they never would.

"Looks like we all know who the real freaks are now." Drake snorts.

"Fuck off." I hiss.

Before any of us could speak again Jimmy came bursting through the door. I turn around looking at him. He stares over at the other five and throws his hands around me and Zee, like a mother would to protect her children.

"You bitches better stay away from my queers before one of you gets hurt." He says narrowing his eyes.

"Dude, do you really have to call us that?" I ask looking up at him

"Yes, now Blonde get the rest of the fours' heads out of your ass and get the fuck away." Jimmy answers.

They snort and walk away like Jimmy was a freak. Which Jimmy is a freak of nature but he didn't really have to call us queers. I found it amusing but, I'm not sure if Zee did. I look over at him, he doesn't seem to have a hurt expression, that's a good thing, I think.

"You okay?" I whisper to him.

"Yeah, I'm fine." He answers showing a small smile.

"Good." I say squeezing his body against mine. "Oh I can't walk you home tonight."

"Why?" He asks, his smile dropping.

"Basket ball practice." I answer. "Sorry."

"No it's okay." He answers forcing another smile.

But I could tell, that one wasn't genuine.

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