Fast Times at Clairemont High

I walked home slowly. I wanted to know what was wrong with Vic. He seemed fine in the car, and at his house.

I looked back to see someone following me. I decided to go the other way and see if he would follow me.

He did.

I whipped out my phone and called Vic.

"Vic, someone's following me. Help, what do I do?" I asked hurriedly.

"How far are you from my house?"

"About three blocks away."

"Well, run back here. You can stay the night." He said. I sighed and sprinted to his house.

Mama opened the door and asked why I was back so soon.

"SorryMamasomeonewasfollowingmeandthiswastheonlyplaceIcouldthinkof." I said, out of breath. She told me Lyric was staying the night in Michael's room, so I could stay in Vic's. I gave her a hug and thanked her.

"It's no problem." She said, smiling.

I walked up to Vic's room and rapped on the door. He opened it, and let me in. His long hair was covering his face, and he was sniffling.

"Vic...what's wrong?" I said. He didn't answer. "Vic, please-" He pulled me into a hug and held on to me tightly.

"Please, promise you won't hate me..." he said. I reassured him that I could never hate him. He rolled up his sleeve to reveal four new bleeding cuts on each wrist, along with some silvery healed scars.

"Oh, Vic.." I said, pulling his sleeves back down his arms. I lowered his body back onto his bed, and fell asleep on his chest, crying softly.

~

I woke up and felt Vic's hand running through my red hair. I looked up to see him smiling.

"Goodmorning." He said.

"Goodmorning!" I said with a smile. I checked my phone to see ten missed calls from my mother and 23 from my dad. Damn dad. "Vic, I didn't bring any clothes...." I trailed. He chuckled.

"It's okay, wear some of mine. I'm sure they'll fit." He said. He started to undress and so did I. It wasn't awkward because we were close; it felt normal, like it would for a brother and sister. He gave me a pair of skinny jeans and a loose red tee shirt. I was grabbing the skinny jeans when Mike bursted in the room.

"Morning sex, eh?" he said, laughing.

"Mike, shut up. She's like my sister, I would never do that, pervert." Vic said. I giggled at Mike's reaction. I pinned my hair up in a high ponytail and woke up Lyric.

"Oh Mikey~" she said in her sleep.

"Lyric, wake up." I said, lightly shaking her body. Her eyes fluttered open.

"Huh?" she grunted.

"We have school, get dressed." I said.

"But I had this dream that Mike and I kissed, it felt real." She mumbled. I laughed.

"It was real, you're dating Michael Fuentes." I told her. She gasped, letting a Woah escape her mouth. I threw some clothes at her, and she went into the bathroom to put them on.

Vic walked up behind me and gave me a hug. I mouthed Are you okay? and he nodded. He pulled some of the bracelets up so that I could see the four cuts on each wrist scabbed over, with no more. I asked him if there were anymore on the rest of his body, and he said no, not new ones. He lifted his shirt so I could see the ones on his sides that were just scars. I pulled his shirt down, and he slung his arm over my shoulder.

We heard Jaime's car honk, and we rushed outside. Tony was being driven to school by his friend, so everyone could fit in Hime's car. He asked me if I wanted to sit upfront.

"Uh, sure." I said. We drove to school, laughing and playing around. Everyone was, even Vic.

"You got to sit upfront because of your awesome accent. Say words to me! Say baby." Jaime commanded. I giggled.

"Well, we don't say baby, we actually say babby." I told him, and he said cool. I lied my head down on his shoulder while he was driving, and I saw Vic smile in the mirror. I smiled back at him.

My phone rang, and so I turned down the music and told everyone to be quiet.

"WHERE ARE YOU?!" My mother screamed. It hurt my ear.

"Calm the fuck down, lady! She's safe with Mikey Whiskeyhands!" I heard Mike yell. Goddammit Mike.

"WHO THE HELL WAS THAT?!" she said as I hung up on her.

I felt fearless.

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