omg so tattoos :D i want a star on my ankle, something small on my finger maybe I cant decide lol, I want some kind of a dragon maybe to cover the giant scar on my stomach and maybe something on my back like a tiny pair of wings :)
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omg so tattoos :D i want a star on my ankle, something small on my finger maybe I cant decide lol, I want some kind of a dragon maybe to cover the giant scar on my stomach and maybe something on my back like a tiny pair of wings :)
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Happy New Year to all my beautiful followers! I hope all of you have a wonderful end of the year and an even better 2014 :) Love you all! <3
Omg hey i saw thor yesterday and no one has seen it and they would kill me if i spoiled it! So we have the same prob D:
omg same, i texted my friend who is seeing it tomorrow and she was like IF U TELL ME ANYTHING IM GOING TO CUT OFF YOUR ARM. it was a little ironic
The Nightmares That Haunt Me - Ch. 4
TITLE: The Nightmares That Haunt Me CHAPTER NUMBER/ONE SHOT: 4 AUTHOR: hiddlestoner21
WHICH TOM/CHARACTER: Actor Tom GENRE: bit of fluff bit of drama FIC SUMMARY: Tom loses his wife to a murderer and now has to take care of their son by himself. RATING: T
AUTHOR NOTES/WARNINGS: Sorry I didn’t update for a while! I just started school again and I have AP classes and honors and it’s a nightmare! Please bare with me, once i get into a steady routine I’ll update more :)
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The Nightmares That Haunt Me - Ch. 4
TITLE: The Nightmares That Haunt Me CHAPTER NUMBER/ONE SHOT: 4 AUTHOR: hiddlestoner21.tumblr.com WHICH TOM/CHARACTER: Actor Tom GENRE: bit of fluff bit of drama FIC SUMMARY: Tom loses his wife to a murderer and now has to take care of their son by himself. RATING: T
AUTHOR NOTES/WARNINGS: Sorry I didn't update for a while! I just started school again and I have AP classes and honors and it's a nightmare! Please bare with me, once i get into a steady routine I'll update more :)
Sighing, my thumb pressed on the answer button as I brought the phone back to my ear. "Hello?"
"Is this Mr. Hiddleston?"
"That'd be me, yes. Is something wrong?"
"This is Mrs. White, Jacob's teacher. I'm calling to inform you that your son has received detention for being late for the fourth time to his Earth Science class. He had been warned repeatedly but he was five minutes late to class today again. If he is late to class again I'm afraid he will be getting a referral and double detention."
I shook my head, "I will speak to him today. It won't happen again Mrs."
"Thank you Mr. Hiddleston, have a nice day."
The call ended and I swiped my thumb down the screen of my phone searching for Zach's name.
"Hey, man," I said.
"Sup?"
"Jacob got in trouble at school today so his teacher was calling me."
"Ah. What'd he do?"
"He was late for class for like, the fourth time. Anyways, you coming tonight?"
"Yep. Is Luke coming over too?"
"Think so. Yeah."
"Alright, see you at around 7 then."
"Ok, bye. See ya."
Glancing down at my watch, it was time to go pick up Jacob from school. I pocketed my phone, grabbed my keys from the kitchen counter, and made my way to the silver Audi sitting on my driveway. The drive to the school was short and soon enough I was pulling up in front of the institute. My eyes spotted Jacob standing by the entrance but I was surprised to see him with another boy talking excitedly. He hadn't noticed me until I honked the car's horn, making his head snap in my direction. He made his way to the car followed closely by his companion.
"Dude. Nice car," Jacob's friend said to him.
"Thanks," Jacob replied with a smile, one that I had rarely seen in a while. "Hey dad, can we give him a ride home?"
"Sure, hop in," I said, noticing Jacob's pleading tone. I took in the other teen's appearance, black skinny jeans, a shirt with some band printed on it, and a pair of Converse high tops
They both smiled, his friend climbing into the back seat first, who was soon followed by Jacob which made me raise my eyebrow. What was I now? His chauffeur? I let it go and turned around in my seat to look at them.
"So..." I said looking for a name to match the face.
"Zack, sir. Zack Taylor. Nice to meet you." He extended his hand towards me and I took it into a tight grip. Maybe a tad bit too tight due to Zack's slight wince.
"I'm Jacob's father, you may call me Tom," I said, releasing his hand and turning back around to face the street as I started the car. "Where do you live?"
He gave me his address followed by a few directions. During the ride, the silence became rather awkward, no sound coming from either of them except when they squirmed uncomfortably in their seat. I glanced back at them through the rear view mirror. I noticed Zack stealing a glance at Jacob who was staring out the window, and a small smile made its way to Zack's face. He quickly averted his eyes from him when Jacob turned to look at him timidly, a blush forming on his cheeks. I tried extremely hard not to smile too wide when I saw the small gesture.
I pulled up to a relatively small house, big enough for a small family, and parked the car in the driveway. Zack opened the door and stepped out of the car, turning around to offer a smile at Jacob.
"Thank you for the ride, sir." He looked at me as he pulled his house keys out of his pocket.
"No problem," I replied sincerely. I suddenly realized that there was no one at his house and that he probably had to walk back from school every day. "Hey, um... Do you walk home every day? Your house is pretty far from school."
"Yes, my dad can't pick me up. He's not around much," he murmured and I could notice the sadness in his tone.
"Any chance he'll be home before dinner?"
He shook his head. "He never is."
"Would you like to join us? I have a few friends coming over and maybe you and Jacob can hang out at home."
His face lit up, even though he tried to hide it, and nodded eagerly. I drove back home after Zack got in and parked on the driveway. We all walked into the house together, Jacob and Zack made their way to Jacob's room while I walked towards the kitchen. I dropped my keys on the counter and walked over to Jacob's room. The door was slightly open but I knocked anyways to give him some sense of privacy.
"Yes?" I heard Jacob call.
"May I come in?" I asked pushing the door open a bit.
"Yeah."
Pushing the door open completely, I was greeted by the two of them sitting on the bed while playing video games. I smiled. "Do you guys want anything to eat and drink?"
Jacob paused the game and looked at Zack questioningly who just shrugged, obviously a bit shy as it was his first time over. Jacob chuckled and said, "Are there crisps?" I nodded and walked back to the kitchen knowing that's what he wanted. I placed some crisps on a big bowl and grabbed two sodas thinking they might want something to drink as well. I brought the bowl and drinks to Jacob's room, placing them on his desk. "Don’t make a mess."
"We'll try," I heard Jacob's reply as I walked out of the room.
I went to my bathroom for a quick shower before Zach and Luke arrived. The fridge was stacked with beer and I had a few snacks prepared. At around 7:10 there was a knock on the door and walked over to open it, finding myself face to face with Zach.
"Hey man!" Zach said and hugged me tightly, patting my back three times.
I patted his back as well. "How're you? Come on in."
Zach stepped inside with a wide smile. "I'm great! How's Jacob?"
"In his room, playing video games with a friend."
Zach nodded and walked to Jacob's room to say hi, me following behind him. He opened the door without knocking. "Hey kiddo..." Zach froze as the two boys jumped up and away from each other. "Um... Sorry about that, just wanted to say hi."
"Hey Zach," Jacob muttered.
"Holy crap, you're Zach Levi," Zack whispered, his eyes wide open. "Uh... I - I loved you in Chuck. Well, I mean, your - your performance."
Zach chuckled at the teen's nervousness. "Thank you, I didn't think anyone watched it any more. Well, I'll leave you guys alone."
Zach closed the door and turned to look at me. "That was awkward. I didn't know he liked boys..."
"Yeah, he told me yesterday. Don't mention it though."
A knock on the door interrupted us. "That must be Luke."
I opened the door but Luke wasn't the only one standing there. A lovely lady with light brown hair and beautiful brown eyes was standing next to Luke with a smile on her face. I turned to Luke with an eyebrow raised questioningly, he hadn't said anything about bringing someone along with him. It didn’t bother me, but I just wasn't expecting anyone else.
"Oh! Right," Luke said noticing the slight awkwardness. "I believe you've met before but it was a long time ago. Tom this is Rosanna, Rosanna this is Tom."
I suddenly remembered who she was. "I remember now. You, um," I cleared my throat. "Kissed me."
She blushed bright red. "Yeah, I'm still really sorry about that."
"Don't worry about it, we can have a fresh start," I said smiling down at her. "Anyways come in guys, there's beer in the fridge, snacks, a pool and ping pong table, as well as some movies we can watch."
We all made our way to the kitchen to grab some beers while we caught up on each other's lives. We decided to play some pool at the den in my backyard. It was Rosanna and me against Luke and Zach and let's say some 50 dollars were involved as a bet. Rosanna knew the basics but she wasn't all that good so I had to help her make some of the shots. I could hear Zach snickering whenever I leaned over her in order to place her hand and fingers correctly on the table and make sure she pointed in the right direction. Luke didn't seem too happy about it and I kept noticing him glaring at me sometimes when he thought I wasn't paying attention. Once we had downed a few beers we were all more comfortable with each other and playing pool became just a tad bit harder. When 8:30 rolled around we ordered some pizzas and set up the table so we could eat.
The pizza arrived about 30 minutes later and I went over to Jacob's room to tell them that the pizzas were here. I knocked but I didn't get an answer so I opened the door slowly and was faced with a sight that made me smile widely. Jacob and Zack were asleep on the bed, Zack's arm draped over Jacob's chest and Jacob snuggled to Zack's chest. I contemplated the thought of waking them up but they seemed so comfortable and peaceful that I felt bad waking them up. So I closed the door quietly and walked back to the dining room where everyone was already seated waiting for me and the kids.
"They're not going to eat?" Luke asked.
I shook my head. "They fell asleep together."
"Aww, that's so cute," Rosanna giggled scrunching up her nose.
I smiled and sat down next to her which Luke didn't seem like he approved of. "Well, dig in."
By the time it was 12:30 Zach and Luke were each sprawled out on two of the couches sleeping while Rosanna and I talked about anything and everything out on the other couch in the den. And then out of nowhere we were making out on the couch. I had stopped and thought about Milagros for a second but I realized that I desperately needed to move on. I wasn't using Rosanna to get over my deceased wife but it was time that I let myself go a bit more than usual. Milagros wasn't coming back and there was nothing I could do about it, so I decided to go for it and see where this path takes me. I was laying on my back while Rosanna straddled me, our tongues battling each other lustily, begging for more. Rosanna began to unbutton my shirt when we were interrupted.
"Dad?"
I sighed in frustration and rose from the couch while Rosanna climbed off me. I turned to look at him over the back of the couch. "Yes?"
I saw him take in my ruffled appearance, hair pointing everywhere, lips plump and red, and my shirt open halfway.
"Oh sorry, I was just wondering where you were. I saw Luke and Zach in the living room but you weren't there."
"It's okay," I said even though that wasn't entirely true, but he didn't know so I just let it pass. "Did you need anything?"
"Oh, yeah. Did you order food? We fell asleep so we're not really tired anymore, we're hungry though."
"There's pizza in the fridge."
He nodded and walked out and back to the house. I dropped back onto the couch with a deep sigh, an evident bulge in my pants. Turning my head towards Rosanna I noticed her licking her lips and staring at me with her eyes full of lust, the next second she was straddling me again.
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The next morning I was woken from my slumber by a slight buzzing noise. As I came to my senses I realized I was laying on the couch alone with only a blanket covering my waist and below. My hands gripped the blanket tightly around my waist and I stood up to search for my phone. Luckily we hadn't drank that much last night even though I still had a mild headache. Rosanna's clothes were nowhere to be seen. I shook my head, of course, I should have guessed it. She had only wanted to get into my pants to later ditch me without seeing me again. Good job you arse, you fell for it, I thought to myself.
I snapped out of my thoughts as my phone started buzzing again. Digging through my trousers' pockets, I pulled the phone out and answered without looking at the screen.
"Yes?" I answered groggily.
"Thomas, did you get drunk?"
"Hey mum. And no I didn't, only slightly."
"The guys went over yesterday?"
"Mmhmm. So why'd you call?"
"Something wrong?" I hated it how she knew me so well.
"No, all good," I lied.
I could see her raising her eyebrow just how I did. "Really now? You still think you can fool your old ma? Go on, tell me."
"Luke brought a girl with him yesterday."
"Uh-huh." She urged me to continue.
"Well, you know... Things happened but she wasn't here when I woke up."
"Ah, so you think she was just trying to have a one night thing with you?"
"Yes," I sighed.
"Well have you thought that maybe she had to go? Look around maybe she left a number somewhere."
"Nope, nada. At least not here."
"Where are you?"
"I'm back in the den. I would go check right now but I'm not exactly decent, Jacob has a friend over and Zach might still be here."
"I'll let you go get dressed then. If I don't get a call I'll just assume she left a number."
"'Kay, I'll call you later."
"No, you won't."
The call ended and I got dressed into last night's clothes quickly so I could go check. I looked at my phone which showed me it was a little after 10 am while I walked in through the back door of the house. As I walked in I could hear the TV on in the living room at a low volume and soft murmuring. I walked into the kitchen and saw a post it note with a number stuck to the fridge. My fingers pulled it from the metallic surface and I looked down at it.
Sorry I had to leave early in the morning. Call me later - Rosanna xoxo
A smile made its way to my face and I quickly saved the number to my phone so I could call her later. Snickering could be heard coming from the living room, raising my eyebrow questioningly I walked over and saw Jacob and Zack sitting on one of the couches while Zach was still passed out. I noticed something on Zach's face and when I squinted my eyes a drawing of a penis could be seen on his forehead. I burst out laughing, making the two boys turn to me in surprise as they hadn't noticed I was standing there. Zach woke up with a start, falling off over the edge of the couch and onto the carpeted floor, causing me to laugh even harder and the boys to laugh along with me.
Zach groaned grabbing his head. "What the hell? Oh, god. You guys are assholes."
I gasped trying to catch my breath, placing my hands on my knees as I doubled over. Zach lifted himself off the floor and shot a glare at me before going into the guest bathroom.
"JACOB, YOU LITTLE SHIT!" Zach yelled from the bathroom and came bursting through the door.
"Crap!" Jacob got up off the couch, ran to his room and almost managed to close the door but Zach was pushing it open as he was about to shut it. Zach slipped inside Jacob's room, tackling him to the ground and began to rub his knuckles roughly on the boy's head, making his scalp sting from the friction. Jacob was locked into a tight grip by Zach's arm when suddenly the older man began to tickle him crazily.
"That's what you get for drawing a dick on my face!"
Jacob struggled to set himself free from his trapped state and ended up elbowing Zach in the stomach. Zach groaned, letting go of a panting Jacob who immediately stood up and ran back to the living room. Zach walked out to the living room a few minutes later clutching his stomach, the drawing on his face now washed off.
"You're lucky I have a headache or I wouldn't have let you go."
Jacob laughed while he hid behind me but stopped when Zach glared playfully at him.
"I better get going though, I have a meeting later today. I'll see you guys later," Zach said as he collected his things and headed for the door. He waved and we all waved back before he stepped out and shut the door behind him.
"You were asking for that," I told Jacob with a chuckle.
"Yeah, I know." He dropped on the couch next to Zack and they continued to watch TV.
"I'm going to take a shower, don't do anything crazy."
I decided to take a bath instead and let myself relax for a while, not worrying about anything for some time was just what I needed. I reached for a small towel next to the tub, dried my hands and reached for my phone which sat on a small stool next to the me. My thumb scrolled down my contact list looking for Rosanna's name, I was going to call but decided to text her instead.
Hello. No, too cold. I erased the message and thought again. Hey ;) Too flirty? Hi. Too simple? I made my mind up and sent the text.
Hi! :) - TH
A few minutes passed although they felt like hours, which made me think I had said the wrong thing. While I worried myself, the phone vibrated in my hand and lit up, as did my face.
Hey Tom! What's up? Sorry I left so early but I had to work - RC
I smiled and then I remembered she hadn’t told me her last name last night and decided to ask her. I began typing but then I realized she asked what I was doing, should I tell her I was in the tub? No, definitely not the moment for that.
It's fine, darling. I'm just relaxing for a while. Hey, you never did tell me what your last name is. - TH
Darling? Haha. And it's Cooper - RC
I groaned. I called her darling, she probably didn't like it. Stupid Tom and your terms of endearment.
Oh. Sorry, just used to saying it. - TH
It's ok, I like it :) - RC
I sighed in relief, thought I had messed it up. I didn't know what to answer to that so I decided to ask what I'd wanted to since I texted her.
Are you free tomorrow evening? - TH
I might be... - RC
That little minx, pretending to have a busy schedule.
You might be? Well how about 6? We can catch a movie and then go to dinner - TH
Sounds good, I'll send you my address later. Gotta get back to work xo - RC
I smiled widely and set my phone back on the stool, I was going on a date with her.
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The Nightmares That Haunt Me - Chapter 3
TITLE: The Nightmares That Haunt Me CHAPTER NUMBER/ONE SHOT: 3 AUTHOR: hiddlestoner21.tumblr.com WHICH TOM/CHARACTER: Actor Tom GENRE: bit of fluff bit of drama FIC SUMMARY: Tom loses his wife to a murderer and now has to take care of their son by himself. RATING: T
AUTHOR NOTES/WARNINGS: Bullying and homophobia.
5 years later
I woke up, breathing heavily with my legs tangled with the sheets. This was my first nightmare in almost one and a half years. I sighed rubbing my face as I sat up and flipped my legs over the side of the bed. Chills covered my body as soon as my feet touched the cold wooden floor. Turning my head towards the bedside table I noticed the alarm clock read 4:27 am in bright green letters. I padded over to the bathroom rubbing the sleep out of my eyes slowly. My hands gripped the sides of the sink, head hanging low between my shoulders, chest slowly rising and falling as I breathed. I raised my head slightly to look at myself in the mirror, I no longer looked pale and tired as I did a few years back. I had managed to move on a bit but Milagros’ memory was still stuck in the back of my head day and night.
I had tried dating again but my fame had also grown greatly over the past five years so it made dating even more difficult. I loved my profession but it sure was a lonely one because I never knew if someone was interested in me for myself or for the money and fame, especially after Milagros I didn’t go around with my heart on my sleeve as I did before. My wedding ring was always on my finger, I never took it off. That was one thing I couldn’t bring myself to do, I couldn’t bring myself to leave that memory behind. My thumb played with the ring on my finger making me remember the word encrypted onto the inside of the ring. Forever. It was true, I would love her for the rest of my life. Milagros would always have a place in my heart, a big one at that.
I placed the mug in the sink pouring some water into it and leaving it behind. I changed into my running clothes and went out for a quick run after checking on Jacob. He was sleeping peacefully with his blanket wrapped around him tightly. I placed a kiss on his head and made my way out leaving his door ajar. I ran for about an hour after doing some stretches. By the time I arrived back home it was 6 am, I took a quick shower before beginning to make breakfast for Jacob and I.
Jacob came in walking sleepily down the hallway and plopped down onto the chair in front of the breakfast bar.
“Morning, dad,” he muttered.
“Morning, Jacob. How’d you sleep?” I asked as I placed scrambled eggs on his plate. He grunted in response when I ruffled his already disheveled curls. “Orange juice or milk?”
“Orange juice, please,” he mumbled. I poured juice for both of us and sat down next to him to eat.
We ate in total silence neither of us uttering a single word. I knew Jacob and I kept distancing from each other more and more each day and I didn’t know what to do to fix it. I sighed and waited for Jacob to finish his breakfast before taking the dishes and washing them while he went and changed for school. Once he came out of his room freshly showered and changed with his backpack hanging on his right shoulder, we stepped outside and into the car. I drove him to school and made small talk throughout the ride, although not much of anything important. Once we arrived at school Jacob quickly got out of the car.
"I love-" he closed the door and walked away with his head hanging low without looking back. "...you." I sighed shaking my head and drove away back home. Jacob has been very quiet and he never asks me to invite friends over. He doesn't go out much either, as soon as he arrives home he locks himself in his room and only comes out for dinner and whenever I try to talk to him he says he's busy with homework.
So, when he came back from school that day I decided it was time for me to do something about it, this couldn't continue the way it was.
"Dad, I'm home!" I heard him call as he scurried off to his room. I walked quickly to intercept him in the hallway. Jacob tried to get past me but I gently put my hand on his shoulder to stop him. "Jacob we gotta talk."
"Dad, I can't right now. I have a project I have to finish," he murmured, his hands fidgeting with each other, and his eyes avoiding my own. I placed a hand on his back and nudged him toward his room so we could talk calmly. He walked into his room with a defeated sigh and plopped down onto his bed, as I followed.
"Can you tell me what's going on?" I asked trying to look into his eyes but he kept avoiding me. "Jacob look at me, please." He shook his head slightly and turning his head to look away from me.
"Son, you know you can tell me whatever is going on right now. I need to know what's wrong so I can help you solve it," I said pulling his chin upwards softly with my hand. His green eyes risked a look up at mine and I could see tears about to make their way down his cheeks. It completely shattered my heart to pieces to see him like that so I immediately pulled him to me and wrapped my arms tightly around him. That's when a sob escaped his throat making his body shake as he let it all out onto my shoulder. I kissed his head while I soothingly rubbed his back. After a few minutes of heavy sobbing he calmed down some but I could still hear him sniffling against my chest.
"Can you tell me what’s going on please? Jacob, I only want to help," I murmured pushing him back a bit so I could look down at him.
It was a few minutes of silence before he answered. "It's about school," he mumbled.
"Is it about your grades?" He shook his head and hugged me tighter. That was all it took me to realize what was going on. How didn't I notice before? I felt so stupid. With a sigh I asked the question I dreaded the most, "You're getting bullied aren't you?" Jacob's arms tightened around my waist as another set of sobs started up again. "Why didn't you tell me before, darling?"
"I was embarrassed about it," he sobbed.
"Why would you be embarrassed? There's nothing wrong about it."
"It's because of what they call me."
"And what would that be?" Another sob rocked though his body and he shook his head. "Go on, you can tell me."
"They call me gay and say that you probably starve me because I'm so skinny and lanky. They push me around at the hallways and trip me when I walk by," he cried.
A tear ran down my cheek, my heart broke into a thousand more pieces. I held him tightly to me and murmured in his ear, "It doesn’t matter what they say. They probably have their own problems at home and are letting it all out on you. You shouldn't let those words get to you, they mean nothing especially when they're not true."
"But that's the thing, they are true. I am gay and I am skinny and lanky even though I know you don't starve me-"
"Whoa, whoa, slow down. Son, you're gay?" I asked shocked.
Jacob pulled away from me sharply and turned away from me, his face reading a mixture of embarrassment, anger, and he looked slightly ashamed of himself. "Why does it matter?" he muttered, his tone suddenly becoming defensive.
I sighed, "It doesn’t, it just took me by surprise."
"What's so shocking about me being gay? Can't believe what a disgrace I am to your family?"
"What? Jacob, no. I don't mind and you're not a disgrace. It's perfectly fine, I really couldn't care less if you were gay or not. Look at me." Jacob turned around and looked put at me insecurely.
"You- you really don't mind?"
"No, I would love you anyways."
He sniffed and lunged at me pulling me into a choking hug. "I love you, dad," he murmured.
"I love you too, Jacob," I said smiling as I hugged him back.
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The next day while we were eating breakfast Jacob looked at me and said, "Dad, I really don’t want to go to school."
"I know but you have to. I'll go in and talk to the principal and see what we can do about it." A look of panic crossed Jacob's face and he shook his head rapidly.
"No, dad. Please don't. That will make it worse. Much, much worse," he said practically begging.
"Jacob, we've got to do something about it and I'm not going to let some with kids bully you just because they can. I don't care what kind of problems they're going through it's still not right what they're doing to you."
"You don't understand, the principal will talk to them and then they'll make fun of me for telling you what's going on."
"Well we have to do something about it," I said leaning back on my chair.
"I was thinking that maybe you could... transfer me?"
"You're halfway through the year, don't you think that could complicate things more?"
Jacob shook his head. "Dad please."
"I'll see what I can do," I said with a small sigh. Jacob's face lit up and he leaned in to hug me. "But you're still going to school today."
"Fine," he said rolling his eyes.
Jacob's P.O.V
I waved at my dad as he pulled away from the school and I made my way inside. I immediately lowered my head so as to not look at anyone and not drag attention to myself, praying internally that Jeff and his friends wouldn't notice me.
"Oh, there goes the gay kid," I heard Jeff say as I walked by. I closed my eyes letting out a frustrated huff and continued walking towards my class."Where's your boyfriend, you sissy?"
"Leave him alone Jeff," I heard someone behind me that I didn't recognize say.
Next thing that I heard was a loud crash as someone was pushed into the wall rather roughly which quickly unfolded into a fight. My eyes widened when my mind recognized who was fighting Jeff and a small blush crept up my neck and onto my face, followed by a tingly feeling in my stomach. I couldn't believe he had stood up for me, I didn't even think he knew I existed at all. He was so gorgeous, he had longish black hair and green eyes like mine.
The school's security had split up the fight rapidly before it turned into something worse, although Jeff had ended up on the floor with what sure looked to later become a very painful black eye. My mind couldn't decide if I should go over and thank him for standing up to me or just let it pass. I nibbled on my bottom lip and finally decided to make my way over to him.
"Hey, um..." I mumbled looking down at my feet. "Thanks for that, you didn't have to defend me."
"It's fine, I've seen how he talks to you. I just wanted to help," Zack said smiling shyly at me. I looked up and saw the beginnings of a bruise on his cheek.
Zack was barely taller than me even though he was two years older than me, well more like a little over a year older than me since I was about to turn 12 in a few weeks. He was so gorgeous, he had longish black hair that fell past his eyes at the sides, resting soundly on his cheeks. The front of his hair covered his eyebrows from view although his forest green eyes peeked just barely from under the black curtain of hair. He was in the year above me as was Jeff and his friends. And I, unfortunately, had a giant crush on him. When I realized about my attraction to him was when I let myself accept that I was rather more attracted to boys than girls.
"Your cheek," I pointed out and he raised an eyebrow in confusion before he realized what I was talking about.
"Oh, yeah. I'm fine, don't worry about it," he said motioning towards it.
The sound of heavy footsteps produced by overly expensive dress shoes could be heard echoing through the hallway towards us signaling the presence of the principal.
"Shit," Zack muttered under his breath as Mr. Lewis made his way over to us.
"Mr. Taylor if you would please accompany me to my office," he said and then motioned towards Jeff. "You also, Mr. Walker."
I watched as the three of them made their way down the hall and turned right, disappearing onto another hallway. The bell rang and I became aware that I was late for my first class which was Earth Science at the other end of the building with the worst teacher, Mrs. White. I groaned knowing that I was probably going to be sent to detention for being late to the class for the fourth time already. When I stepped into class 5 minutes late, all eyes were on me as if I had murdered someone or something and the whole class went silent. Mrs. White scribbled something on a detention form and handed me the paper slip without even looking at me, making it clear I was to go to the detention room immediately.
The sound of my shoes hitting the floor as I walked was the only thing that could be heard in the hallway, except for the blurred noise of a classroom full of talkative kids that barely made its way through the classroom door. My feet stopped in front of the door to room 237, I practically had to force myself to knock on the door, which was opened after a few seconds by the teacher in charge of the class full of wayward students. As I entered the room with my head held low, eyes fixed on the floor, I noticed a pair of familiar sneakers that I had seen a thousand times before whenever I observed their owner from across the hall in between classes. My head snapped up and met the eyes of none other than Zack. He gave me a small smile and motioned for me to sit on the desk next to his own.
"Hey," he whispers while smiling brightly at me.
"Hey," I smiled back.



