Stay Away From My Friends

“Ok class, I want you to each pair up in groups of two and work on a song. It has to be written and played by you. I don’t really care who sings or who plays the instrument as long as both of you are performing it.” Mr. Ashby said. I began to drown out what he was saying as I looked at the back of Vic’s head. Fuck him and his beautiful long flowy hair. Hmm … I wonder what his lips would feel like against mine. Would his hands be on my waist or would he place them on my ass?

No Kellin, you’re not getting horny during class. Not when the person you like is right in front of you. And not when he’s trynna get your attention.

“Kells, are you alive?” I blink a few times when I realize I’ve been staring at Vic for who knows how long. Thank you conscience for being there when I need you.

“W-what?”

“I asked if you wanted to work on Ashby’s project together.”

“You aren’t mad at me?”

“No. I know I over reacted but it’s just that you never hang out with me and you’re my best friend so we’re supposed to.” He said with a playful pout.

“Aww, I’m sorry Vic. I really am but I can ask my dad if I can stay over at your house all next week during spring break. If that’s ok with your parents of course.”

“Of course it is! My mom wants to meet you properly. My dad wants to know whom, and I quote “Who is this young fine gentleman is that have taken various selfies on your phone.”.” He mimicked, what I’m guessing would be his father’s voice.

“Never, and I mean never, talk like that again. I like how your voice sounds since you never went through puberty.” I said with a laugh.

“Says the one that sounds like a girl. Are you sure you don’t have a vagina?”

“I am a hundred percent sure and if you don’t believe me you can always check for yourself.” The only good thing about me being gay is the open flirting I can do. I’m basically your over plagiarized, flamboyant gay guy. I’m loud, dramatic and flirt with anything that has a dick. I don’t mean to brag but I have made straight guys bend for me … ok, well I bend over for them but you understand what I mean.

“Nah, I’m good.” He said with a chuckle. “So what should we sing?”

“How long do we have until the project is due?”

“Weren’t you listening to Ashby?”

“Dear Vic. If I was listening to Ashby I wouldn’t be asking you, now would I?”

“Dear Kells. If you don’t stop being sassy I’ll have to punish you.”

“Chains and whips excite me.” After those five words left my mouth Vic began to blush, like, a lot of blushing. I couldn’t help but giggle as I poked his cheeks. “Aww, did I get someone excited?”

“Shut up dick sucker.”

“At least you aren’t spreading rumors.”

“Ok Kells, I need you not be sexual for the remaining of the class so we can at least have something to work with.” Vic ripped out a piece of paper from his notebook and wrote our names down. He’s such a goody-goody. “So, first things first, are we gonna use any type of instrument?”

“Well duh! I mean I could sing since I sound like an angle and you can play the guitar since that’s the only thing you’re good at.” I joked.

“I’m also good at kicking your ass Quinn.”

“Feisty.”

“So I’ll play the guitar and you’ll sing. Good. Now am I gonna play an acoustic guitar or what?”

“Hmm … I think acoustic. It makes everyone feel high, well at least I feel high. But you never answered my question, when is this due?”

“It’s fourth quarter, so it’ll be due at towards end of the year. He said it’ll be like our final and if we get higher than a C, then we don’t have to take the final, final. Anyways, what should we name this song of ours?”

“Scene One – James Dean and Audrey Hepburn.”

“I like that. Keep those Kellin juices flowing.”

“Those aren’t the only juices I got flowing.” I said with a wink. Vic just looked at me with an un-amused face and shook his head.

“Keep it in your pants Kellin. We still gotta write the lyrics to this.”

“I already have it written down. It’s a song I’ve been working on for a while and I think I’ve got it good now.” I said shyly. I’m only ever shy around new people and when it comes to my music. “But the way I have it written would require us recording it so it can play all the voice background stuff.”

“That’s cool. I gotta home studio where we can work on it during break, if you want.” Vic said with a smile. “Hey, can I see what you wrote?” I handed him my notebook, already flipped to the page. I saw his eyes looking over the words as his mouth barely mouthed to read what I had written. I feel nervous, but like ‘HOLY SHIT! I’M ABOUT TO SHIT MY PANTS!’ nervous. “You got some serious talent Kells. I love it. Who’s it about?”

“No one really; I haven’t found the right guy to sing it to, so for now it just sits there. Waiting to make someone fall in love with me.”

“The bell’s about to be ringing put everything away and I’ll see you guys Wednesday.” It took me awhile but I learned that we had blocked schedule. As in on a ‘One’ day, we had first, third, fifth, and seventh period and on a ‘Two’ day, we had second, third, fourth, and sixth period. Third period was like our homeroom. Today was a one day so I had music, chemistry, math, and then I went to another school to take a cosmetology class. Hey, don’t judge me. Vic and I headed to chemistry class. Our teacher was Dr. Drew, she could not teach for shit, and that’s not even the worse part! She had the audacity to separate me from Vic. We sat next to each other because we don’t fuck with anyone else in the class, but now we just text each other though Vic always gets caught so many times.

*

“So you’ll ask your dad if you can stay over at my house right.” Vic asked as he drove me home. He refuses to let me walk home or take the bus, so he picks me up from the Career Center.

“Yeah, then I’ll text you and tell you what he said.”

“Ok, now go home and get outta my car.”

“You’re an ass.”

“But you would love to be fucked by this ass.” Oh how right you are.

“Or nah! I’ve seen better looking men.” I jumped out the car before he could say anything and when I turned around, he had his middle finger up and his tongue sticking out. I turned back around and walked inside the hell hole that was supposed to be my home.

This wasn’t a home. This was a boxing ring where only one man ruled and used the weaker as his bitch. I could leave all of this. I could run away, but I’d have nowhere to go. I know my friends would let me stay at their place, but I don’t want to be a bother. As I walked to my room I hear muffled moaning coming from my father’s room. It makes me sick that someone can want his man parts like that but I put in my headphones and go to the kitchen so I can make dinner. As I cooked the meat and spaghetti, I felt eyes burn into the side of my face. When I looked up, I saw a woman wearing my dad’s work shirt, just staring at me. She smiles and waves then leaves. Weirdo.

“KELLIN!” I hear my dad yell from down the hall.

“In a minute sir!” I yell back. He called at a good time because I had just finished cooking. I walk down the hallway and knock on his door. He says come in and I do as I’m told.

“Mariah says she saw you in the kitchen cooking and I want to know what it is you’re making.” A simple question right? Wrong! In reality, he’s saying that I’ll get a beating for being out of my room when he has “company” over.

“I’m making spaghetti sir. If you’d like, I’ll bring you both a plate.” I have to be polite, if I don’t want bruises.

“Would you like a blow of spaghetti sweetie?” the woman nodded and my father directed his attention towards me. “Go serve two blows and bring them here with the beers.” I did as I was told. It was hard at first but I made it and without spilling anything. “Did you clean after yourself? Did you wash all the dishes?”

“Yes sir.” It’s degrading calling him sir. “Excuse me sir,” I should ask him if I can stay with Vic since his nice lady friend is here. “I have a project to do and my partner would like to know if I can stay at his house during spring break so we can get a jump start on it.”

“You know how I feel about you staying at other people’s houses Kellin.” He doesn’t want anyone to risk seeing the damage he’s doing to me.

“Let him go babe. He’s a teenager and he’s very respectful. I think you should let him.” I looked other at the lady, sending her a small thank you smile. She returned it.

“I suppose you can go for this one week Kellin. But you must behave.” Basically saying to not let anyone see his artwork.

“Thank you sir, ma’am.” I closed the door and pulled out my phone so I could text Vic.

- To Sexican : Guess who’s gonna be having random orgies in your room this break ?

Notes

New characters will be presented in the next ch and they are OC's.
&' the only reason I have't made Kellin's dad an asshole yet is because I forgot ;-; btw my friend said that little face thing looks like a poker face with snake bites &' I was like HOLY SHIT THAT'S SO TRUE
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