「 Tony’s POV 」
After recess, everything was okay, I supposed. Just the same old routine. Taking notes, listening to the teachers explaining, and then surprise tests (but I wasn’t really surprise though because why should I? It’s not like the test is going to murder me or something) and then more explaining and everything went well.

Everything went well without Mike Fuentes.

I usually didn’t let any people be a resident inside my head but Mike managed to stay in my head for more than an hour, he deserved a trophy for that. And also, another trophy for ruining my day. Congratufuckinglations, Mike Fuentes, your mother must be so proud.

I heaved a sigh as I glanced at the clock. 15 more minutes and I’ll be out of this class and while everybody is heading home, I’ll be stuck in a detention room.

My mind was too occupied with the thought of detention that I didn’t actually hear what my teacher was saying. When it was time for us to go home, I bid a goodbye to Blaise and he only patted my back while he whispered, “It’s gonna be okay, Tone. You’ll be fine.”

I only gave him a small smile and walked towards the detention room. Of course I’ll be fine, I kept on reminding myself. After all, how bad can a detention be?

“Detention Room” was what was written in the wooden white door in front of me. “Well, here you go, Tone,” I murmured to myself as I knocked on the door, peeked (and saw Ms. Ruby, already sitting while reading the newspaper) and got inside. It was my first time in the detention room and duh, I really did not know what to do so I just took a sit somewhere far away from the other people who were having detention too.

I was expecting some punishment like cleaning the toilets or anything but that didn’t happened. Ms. Ruby looked at me for a few seconds and then resumed to reading her newspapers. I wasn’t sure whether it was today’s paper or it was yesterday. Maybe she was just pretending to read.

I looked at the other kids (there were only a few of them) and most of them were not doing anything. Just staring somewhere. Some even draw. I guess it was the perfect opportunity for me to finish my essay so I took out my notebook and file.

“Helllo, my people~” a loud voice was heard, followed by the lam of the door. Without looking up, I have already figured whose voice it belonged to. I rolled my eyes, not bothering to look up but just to continue checking answers on my file.

“Sit down, Michael Christopher Fuentes,” Ms. Ruby sternly said, obviously not amused with him. “Sit down and be quiet.”

“Yes ma’am,” I heard him say and then he began to walk somewhere I didn’t care.
But I was secretly concerned that he might actually sit in front of me.

And he fucking did.

“Well hello, turtle,” he began as he took the seat in front of me, immediately turning his face to me. I immediately regretted not seating with other people. “Gay turtle,” he added and then he silently laughed at his own joke which I did not find amusing at all.

I looked up to him with an annoyed look on my face as I put back the cap into my pen. “What do you want from me?” I asked.

Just because I was quiet it doesn’t mean I have the right to speak for myself. I was getting tired of him trying to make my life miserable and this just had to stop.

“Nothing,” he answered with a shrug and a small smile.

To be fucking honest, he looked so charming with the smile on his face. I bit my inner bottom lip trying to not be like omgomghe’ssocuteomgomg and thank god I didn’t actually say that.
“Good, then can you please turn around and –,” I stopped for a while as I could feel Ms. Ruby literally creating a hole on my face. She was staring at me – I meant us – with a dead glare which usually didn’t mean a good sign. And then I lowered my voice into a whisper, “just freaking turn around, keep quiet because Ms. Ruby is staring at us.”

“Oh really?” he asked and then he turned around to wave a hand at Ms. Ruby.

“Turn around, Mike, or there will be punishment waiting for you,” Ms. Ruby warned and Mike just nodded while saying, “Understood, ma’am.”

I was expecting that he would turn around and do anything as long as it’s not ruining my day but instead, he insisted and still turn to me, watching ever moves I made. I didn’t mind at first because he was just staring at whatever I was doing, as long as he didn’t do anything stupid like talking to me or making me want to kill myself.

But god, it’s Mike Fuentes. How can you not be annoyed with him?

“And as it goes down, it gets unreactive. The colour also gets darker…” he began to read everything I wrote which was very annoying. But I tried my best to ignore it. Until he said, “hey, your spelling is wrong.”

I wasn’t sure why I believed him because I reread all the sentences I’ve wrote and then checked the spelling. And unexpectedly, I did spell something wrongly. I cancelled it and rewrote the correct spelling and then resumed to continue the sentence I was going to write.

“You don’t wanna thank me?” he asked.

I looked up to him and he had his elbow on my desk while he was resting his head on his hand. The thing that I hate the most about Mike was that, I couldn’t actually read him. I wasn’t certain whether he was being honest or he was just joking.

But I assumed he was joking so I said, “Yeah, thanks for ruining my life.”

Mike rolled his eyes but a small smile formed on his lips. Was he mad? Was he actually being serious and he just wanted me to thank him?? I was confused. He made me confused and I didn’t like it. He made me feel like when I first found out I prefer guys than girls.

“I’m ruining your life?”
“If it’s a no, then what have you been doing yesterday and today and also now?” I emphasized each word.
“If I’m ruining your life then I have been doing a shitty job.”

Oh shit. What does he mean by that?
“Tony, you gay bastard, I know you are horny but you can’t rub my crotch with your foot in public. We’re in the detention room!” he purposely said that out loud which caused people to turn their heads on us.

My eyes were wide as saucers and I could feel that I was blushing furiously. I could see Ms. Ruby was staring at us angrily with a red face; she was probably embarrassed as I did. The kids stared at us – the girls were giggling while covering their faces whereas the boys just stared at us for a while and then erupted into laughter.

“Tony, Mike! Follow me, now!!”
Ugh shit.

Ms. Ruby brought us to her office which was pretty messy because there were a lot of papers everywhere and from the entrance I could actually see the coffee stain on her table. Wow, I didn’t expect Ms. Ruby to be this type of person.

I’ve always thought she was the type who actually likes perfection but I guess I was wrong.

“I want you boys to clean up this mess and after you have finished with this, you boys will be off scrubbing the toilet seats of the boys’ bathroom,” she instructed.

Apparently, on our way to her office, I could hear her muttering angrily about us being ‘impolite’ and that the ‘teenagers nowadays need to learn things better’ and also ‘this is just shameful’ which was why she was giving us double punishment.

“Understood?” she asked.
“Yes, ma’am,” Mike answered and then he deliberately stayed away from me because he was scared that I might rub his crotch again but with my hands this time. As much as I would like to do that, I would rather not because he’s a fucking douchebag and I hate douchebags.

“I will be going to the ladies for a while, do your work.”
As soon as she left us, Mike let out a small laugh. I glared at him while muttering, “Good job, you’ve done a very good job.”

“Thanks, but we haven’t even gone to the best part yet.”
“Oh please, I really appreciate your hard work, you can stop now,” I sarcastically said as I moved towards Ms. Ruby’s desk and began to sorting out the papers.

Mike took a seat on a chair, fold his legs while staring at me, “so… when did you start going out with Blaise?”

Where the hell did Blaise came from??
I paused for a while; a lot of things came into my mind. The words Blaise had said earlier were replaying inside my head.
No Tony, it is impossible for a guy like him to be gay for you.

I began to sort the paper silently, not bothering to answer his question. The silence filled us for a few moments until he decided to break off the silent with a chuckle. “Hey, turtle, how long had he been your boyfriend?”

“Blaise is not my boyfriend,” I answered, my eyes were focusing on organizing the papers. Although I have to admit, I once had a crush on Blaise and I did not dare to tell Blaise that.

Do not think about Mike.
Pretend he’s not there.
Pretend you’re alone.

“Then why did he kiss you earlier?”

“He didn’t kiss me,” I answered faster this time because that was the truth. A part of me was saying that so he wouldn’t get the wrong fact but at the same time, I wondered what would be his reaction if I said Blaise was my boyfriend. Would he be shocked? Jealous? Joyful?

“Then what were you guys doing?”

“He was trying to whisper something to me.” Why the hell did I answer all of his questions again? I should have remained shut up.

“Did he have to whisper? He could just tell you directly, you know. What were you guys whispering about? About where you guys are going to fuck tonight??”

“We were whispering about how your gayness is showing, sir,” I wanted to answer but I kept it in.

I took a deep breath, annoyed with all the questions. He was acting like I was a criminal and he was an investigator and if there is anything I hate the most is when people kept on asking me questions when I am busy doing something else.

I turned to him with an irritated look and said, “Why do you ask so many questions?”

“Why do you care?”
“No, why do you care?”
That actually shut him up for a few seconds. And then slowly, a malicious smile formed on his lips, “because I like you.”

Notes

so here's the 3rd chapter with cliffhangers. hope you guys enjoy it ☺
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