Your P.O.V
The bathrooms are normally completely empty during class periods. Which is what I would have perferred instead of two other snickering girls standing by the sink.
Both girls looked at me when I entered, one of them instantly moved closer to the other and put her mouth to the other girls ear. I didn't recognise any of them, which wasn't surprising, but also probably meant they were Freshman or maybe even Sophomores who I don't have many classes with.
I entered the stall and waited just a moment before I realised they weren't going to leave. They whispered back and forth for the short while I was in there, although there whispers sounded less like whispers and more like psh noises.
They were still standing in the same spot, by the corner of the sink, when I exited my stall. They would have looked as if they were copy and pasted if it weren't for the fact that one of them was taller then the other. They both had highlights in there hair and makeup that made their noses look way to small for their faces. I stood far from them ready to wash my hands and then leave.
"So don't be offended by this," The shorter girl said. She was laughing as she tried to get her scentence out. The taller girl nudged her and the expression on her face told me I was not going to like whatever her friend was about to say. "but you've got to tell us how big it is."
"What?" The word left my mouth without me trying and my tone came out very confused even though in the back of my mind I knew exactly what she was asking.
"Oh come on it's not that big a deal." The shorter one said. She put her hands on her hips which I didn't understand because it didn't make her look intimidating if thats what she was going for.
I stared from the shorter girl to the taller one before I looked down at my hands and moved to grab a paper towel. I barely dried my hands before I threw the paper towel in the garbage and walked toward the door. The two girls went back to whispering as I left.
The bell rang before I got back to class but it didn't matter because the Art room is so close to the bathrooms. I grabbed my stuff quickly trying not to get caught in the swarm of other students trying to leave. I walked up the stairs not able to avoid everyone else trying to get to their next class.
I walked across the school to get to the next stair case but something about walking past Garroth's locker made me stop. I didn't notice he was actually at his locker until I turned around to look back down the hall. His head was turned away from me his hand still in his locker as he talked to Laurance. I didn't know what I wanted from him but I started walking towards him anyway. He noticed me by the time I neared him and by the time I was standing next to him he was kicking something in his locker that was about to fall.
"Where are you going?" He asked, I automatically assumed he was asking about my next class.
"Science," I answered, "um have you been telling people we had sex?" My voice came out quiet and I instantly regretted asking. It was a question in the back of my mind since I left the bathroom, but it was a stupid thing to ask out loud.
"Woah when did that happen?" Laurance asked instantly. Garroth was still looking at me clearly confused. He pushed at Laurance without looking back at him.
"Go away." Garroth said and although he was looking at me I knew he was talking to Laurance. Laurance stared at the back of Garroth's head for a second before he turned around and walked away.
"Why would I do that?" He asked.
"I don't know. I know you didn't, sorry." I said. I had the erge to turn around and walk away out of embarrassment but I didn't because I knew Garroth wasn't done talking.
"Why would I tell people we've had sex?" Garroth asked again. He was smirking and clearly thought it was rediculous to think he would say that.
"I don't know." I repeated, "Two girls in the bathroom just asked me how big your dick is." Garroth smiled wider.
"Yeah, what'd you say?" He asked.
"I didn't answer. It was an awkward question." I said glaring at him slightly.
"You could have given me an ego boost." Garroth said, still smirking, he put his hand into a fist and tapped it against my shoulder. I shook my head no at him. "I'm kidding come on I'll walk you to class." He walked past me assuming that I was following him towards the Science wing.
"Do you have that low of expectations of me that you think I'd lie about us just because some girls wanna know how big my cock is?" He asked, I wanted to shush him even though he wasnt being that loud.
"Well," there was one more thing, "theres also people putting notes in my locker." My voice was very quiet this time. I felt Garroth's eyes on me again but I didn't look over at him. We were at the bottom of a new set of stairs now.
"Ivy?" Garroth asked.
"No, I don't know who." I said.
"Oh, I'm sorry Y/N."
"It's fine. Katelyn gets a kick out of it." I said.
"Oh I bet." I could hear Garroths smile in his tone.
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There didn't seem to be any more notes added to the pile in my locker but it still took up the whole front of the shelf. Every time I opened my locker I made the decision to leave them there instead of throwing them away.
"So that's how you communicate with your fans."
I turned around but I already knew who it was. Gene was walking past me with only his head turned towards me. He had no expresion on his face which I didn't really understand.
"So you came to rub it in my face that you got a bunch of people to leave notes in my locker?" I asked even though it was more of a statement.
"You think I did this." Gene asked. He had stopped walking and turned the rest of his body towards me. He smirked now. "Thats all Ivy and her cult. I mean they think you screwed around with their man."
"So you don't believe them?" I asked purely because he said 'they think' which I hadn't expected.
"The rumors, no. They're always wrong, I would know I enjoy milking them. Besides I know Garroth doesn't have the balls to touch you." I turned back towards my locker but I wasn't done talking.
"You don't know anything about Garroth." I said but it came out as more of a mumble. I bent down to grab my bag that had been sitting at the bottom of my locker.
"Who are you talking to?" I turned around instantly not even bothering to pull my bag the rest of the way out of my locker. Garroth was looking down at me, he had a small smile on his lips but he still looked slightly confused.
"How long have you been there?" I asked now wondering if I had dreamed up Gene being there.
"Like a second. Are you talking to yourself or what?" He asked raising his eyebrows at me.
"No I wasn't. Where'd he go?" I asked. I jumped forward and looked past Garroth to the left and right but there were to many people to find if Gene was walking away.
"Where'd who go?" Garroth asked.
"Gene." I said taking a step back and looking up at him.
"Why?" Garroth asked.
"I don't know I didn't choose to. You didn't see him?" I asked.
"No, I didn't." Garroth said. I looked at him for a moment longer before I turned around and pulled my backpack out of my locker. "Throw those away."
When I looked back at Garroth he had his hand raised and was pointing to the notes that sat in my locker.
"They're just going to put more." I said.
"I don't care. You shouldn't keep them." He said. Garroth took a step forward nudging me out of the way with his elbow. He grabbed a handful of the notes, which only looked to be about three or four, and stuffed them into one of his pockets. He had changed into his letterman jacket after P.E and just the few notes seemed to fill his pocket.
"You gonna put all those in your pockets?" I asked. He looked at me and narrowed his eyebrows.
"Now I am." He said.