Black And White

Hundred And Eight

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Oop sorry to interrupt *Ahem*

Just as a quick P.S.A. I was gonna do this chapter as literally just them TELLING the story, but someone suggested it be a flashback and tbh I think it'll be 1000000x cuter that way so that's what it is.

So to reiterate, in case you missed it (somehow), this chapter is a flashback mkay?

ALSO just as a personal thing, I would like everyone to know that the wonderful human that is writing Nudes, has just started reading TAATO and seeing her notifs pop up on my screen is too much for me xD

It was just like when Daisy started reading it (if y'all remember her-- Bless her, I hope she's out doing great things) and I almost screamed when I saw her voting on the chapters.

Okay sorry that's just. A moment for me xD

That's all xD

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Mitch quickly pushed Scott's hand away. "I told you to stop doing that."

Scott ignored him, and reached down to hold his hand again, though Mitch smacked his hand away once more.

"Scott. No."

Scott frowned, and kept walking beside him as they headed toward Mitch's class.

It was quiet for less than five seconds, before Scott reached over again.

Mitch shoved his own hands in his pockets. "Scott." He snapped. "Will you--?" Someone bumped into his shoulder, causing Mitch to instinctively reach out to grab them to make sure they didn't fall. "Shit, sorry."

The tall student immediately shoved him back a step. "Don't touch me, fag--"

Scott grabbed the front of the student's shirt. "I should smack you for bumping into him, but for using that fucking word?" He scoffed, pulling the kid closer to him only to grit his teeth a little. "I should break all the bones in your ugly fucking face."

Mitch grabbed Scott's bicep. "Don't, Scott. Let's go."

Scott stared at the kid a little longer. "Unless you want to apologize? And we can forget this ever happened."

Immediately the kid looked down at Mitch. "Hey, I'm sorry. That was totally uncool of me to call you that. I'm really sorry." He rushed out, clearly scared for his life.

Scott shoved him when he let go, staring him down until he scampered off.

Mitch then pulled on his bicep to move him down the hallway. "You can't just do that stuff. You're gonna get in trouble."

"That doesn't make it okay for him to say that to you."

"He's just a homophobic asshole. They're all over this school, in case you hadn't noticed."

"But--"

"No. No exceptions. If you can't keep your temper in check, we can't walk to class anymore. I'll just... See you at lunch or whatever."

"But I can't keep you safe if I'm not around."

"Sure you can. You already have my number, so you can just text me any problems you have and then I can text you any problems I have."