Dereck's Pov:
Vin thought we should stay home today and "Nurse our wounds" which was his way of saying be lazy. Basically eat, sleep, play video games and fool around. I thought we should come and see the reactions to the story about us.
"Then we can stay in bed and go in at lunch and check out every ones reactions at once. Come back to bed babe." He said in his "sexy" voice.
I jumped on him and used my newly found weapon. I finished with pouting "I wanna go"
I figured out the other day that if I do my puppy eyes and pout my lips, he's putty in my hands. Bwhaahahah. I got my way. As if there was ever a question.
We walked into the school sporting matching black eyes and facial bruises courtesy of Peter's outburst last night. I thought we got a lot of stares when we came out, but today far surpassed that. Everyone's eyes were glued to us. Analyzing how we moved and anything else that would give away just how beat up we are.
We stopped at our lockers and Ariel popped over. "I hope the other guy looks worse." She said running her finger over Vin's busted lip. He playfully slapped her hand away.
She giggled. "I know. I know! That's Dereck's property!"
"Hell yeah it is so back off shorty!" I stuck my tongue out at her.
"Boy don't you have better things to do with that thing then wag it at me? I'm sure Vin could put that bad boy to use! Bet he has already huh?!?!" She taunted wagging her brows and shimmying her boobs.
Vin's laugh turned to a fake cough when I glared at him.
"I... No....We.... Whattya mean?... He... I... How did you?...... You're a pervert!" My spazz attack had Vin covering his face and laughing his ass off.
Ariel gasped. "OMG you soooo got some!!!" She whisper yelled jumping around excitedly.
"Awe my gay baby boys are all grown up!! Banging and stuff!! Did you use protection? I'm too young to be an auntie!!"
"I don't know what you're talking about." I said with a poker face. "Get your mind outta the gutter. And stop with the pregnancy jokes! Ughh you're so annoying." I drawled giving her my 'you're an A-hole' look.
She flipped me off and looked at Vin with puppy eyes. "Vin as my future brother in law you have to tell me the juicy details. It's like in the 'in-law rule book' Did y'all finally get down and dirty? Is that how y'all got the bruises? Wild and kinky!! That's hot."
He rolled his eyes. "Yeah that's exactly what happened. We beat the crap outta each other and then ya know beat the crap outta each other's asses." He drawled sarcastically making her pout.
We walked off laughing as she yelled "Y'all suck"
Vin pulled me closer and nuzzled my ear. "Sure did" he whispered making me laugh.
All the way through to lunch passed by with more of the same. Whispers and staring. No body said anything to us about it so we ignored it and acted like we usually do.
We did get lots of congrats and comments on the story but no one said a word about the bruises, even though it was obvious everyone was curious. Which was odd becuase usually we'd have been asked a million times what happened but ehh whatever.
We sat down in our usual spots fifth period and I flicked a look around the class to see everyone still staring. Ughh nosy ass people. Haven't they ever seen a couple of guys sporting a few bruises?
Hell it's not like it's even the first time we've come to school a little banged up or even the worst we've been. Hello sports cause bruises and we play a lot of sports. Plus there has been the occasional fight started by other guys being douches.
He'd said at lunch he was fed up with the looks and whispers and that people needed to man up and just ask already since it was obvious it was all anyone was talking about.
It even eclipsed the gossip about the article.
Vin banged his hand on his desk to catch everyone's attention since the whole class was basically turned staring at us anyway.
"I know we're hot but get over it already." He snapped sarcastically. Rolling his eyes and shaking his head in annoyance.
I shot him a look and whispered "Cool it Vin"
Amanda one of the chicks I use to play around with walked over and sat on my desk top. We only hooked up a few times but I honestly liked her as a person. She was a sweet girl just not the ''one'' for me.
"Is it true there's trouble in paradise? Did you two really get in a knock down drag out fight? I cant believe he actually hit you. I've never even seen y'all really argue. It's so crazy he flipped his script and went all roid rage on you." She whispered so Vin wouldn't hear.
All the possibilities that people could have come up with, this one never crossed my mind.
I looked over to see a pissed off Vin shooting daggers at her. I rolled my eyes and bit back my smile. Silly boy's still jealous.
Hello everyone knows were together you can chill with the death eyes to all the chicks that talk to me. I finally looked away and focused back on what Amanda was saying.
"Don't worry he cant hit you in school. Too many people around to stop him. But it looks like it was a fair fight. Glad you let him have it. Don't let no man push you around. That's not love." She continued her concerned whispered speech.
I couldn't hold it back. I roared with laughter. Between her thinking we beat the crap out of each other and him looking like he wanted to beat the crap out of someone right now. It was just too funny. She looked at me like I lost my mind.
"What the hell Mandy? Why do you think that?" I whispered back.
Her eyes widened. "You haven't seen the fliers yet?" She didn't wait for my answer, she just slid a folded blue paper to me.
I opened it up and didn't know if I should laugh at the ridiculousness of it or be pissed off that someone took the time to make this crap up. I read it for a second time.
Yep gonna lean towards pissed.
There was a big picture of us together by the lockers this morning. Vin had his hands on his eyes and I looked annoyed. I recognized the scene instantly. That was from before school when Ariel was being dumb.
The caption read : Golden gay couple??? More like Domestic Violence Poster Child!
Then in smaller print at the bottom read: This is what happens when you lose your morals and values. The devil takes up part of your soul and destroys your self respect. This kind of thing doesn't happen to god fearing Christians. Pray these sinners don't continue to lead each other to hell!
I held a finger up for her to give me a second. I leaned over to Vin and whispered what was going around.
"WHAT!?!?" He roared.
I shrugged my shoulders and handed him the page.. He stood up from his chair so fast that it fell over and he marched out of the room. Bumping into the teacher when he came in.
"Mr Ford class is about to begin where are you going?" Mr McNeely called but Vin didn't answer.
I rolled my eyes. He's so dramatic. The class looked at me with wide eyes. Oh that's right they've never seen Vin truly pissed off before. Irritated and annoyed but never truly angry like he is now. Yeah I guess he would look a bit scary to someone that didnt know him like I did.
I shrugged. "He's a little upset right now. If you had anything to do with the filers going around.... Well I suggest you kiss your ass goodbye.... There's bound to be hell to pay for that one. Not that I blame him."
About 10 minutes later the school's PA system crackled on. Vin's voice rang through the campus. I held in a laugh.
Total drama wh*re. He's definitely the chick in our relationship.
Sure he's pissed. So am I but come on? A school announcement?
I hmpphed and leaned back and closed my eyes.
Picturing this crazy crap. I chuckled a couple of times at his speech. Then full on laughed when he begain taunting the obviously pissed off principal. Yep there's no stopping a ticked off Vin.
I wished a silent good luck to our principal who was currently arguing with him. He's gonna need it. Everyone knows his views on things and Vin is gonna play on them. Then make him look like an ass.
Pissed off Vin is very cunning and best left alone. However, most people dont know that about him since I usually keep him in check but I wasnt going to waste my breath now because I knew there wouldnt be any calming him down right now. Not with the accusations about him hitting me.