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"Justin told me that Clay is still seeing their family therapist." Zach informed me, as we walked towards our next classes. "He started again after Monty's death. But it seems like it isn't working."
It has been more than a week since the Valentine's dance and Clay getting suspended. Diego, the guy Jessica was busy kissing that night, also got suspended as he was the mastermind behind that crazy prank. Even if everyone knew most of the football team helped him, there was no proof against them.
Besides, their plan of freaking Clay out worked very well. He started acting crazy since they started calling him at odd hours, and then at the dance he freaked over a dummy. This would've been enough for them to know that Clay knows something, and I am certain they are not going to stop.
"We need to keep an eye on Clay." I sighed, remembering this wouldn't be the first time. "Can't you like, talk to the football team? I mean, you were their captain for some months."
"Dude, you really think they would listen to me?" He chuckled at my question. "I'm pretty sure they don't even listen to Charlie these days."
To be honest, I don't even think Charlie is trying to talk to his team. I've seen him hanging around with Monty's sister Estela, and it worries me that at one time or another he is going to spill everything to her.
The guy has a good heart, no doubt, maybe that's why he hangs out with Estela out of guilt after what he did to Monty.
"I'm not so sure about Charlie anymore." I voiced my thoughts to Zach who gave me a confused look. "He hangs out with Monty's sister all the time. Maybe he knew what the football team was planning all the time but still decided to stay quiet."
It was a long shot, I know, but maybe the team bullied Charlie into staying quiet.
"Man, no." Zach shaked his head in disbelief. "If the truth comes out anytime, I'm sure Charlie will have nothing to do with it. The guy may seem confused sometimes, but he's smart enough to know what not to do. Why do you think our Coach made him the captain?"
Another example of football players supporting their teammates.
"You trust me, don't you?" He asked, at which I nodded with uncertainty clear on my face. "C'mon! You don't?"
"Well, I trusted the old Zach," I replied, at which he made an annoying noise. "Because he used to care about things."
He gave me a look as we stopped infront of his Environmental Studies class. I had gym next, which I will probably spend overthinking about everything since Clay wasn't there to keep me company.
"I trust Charlie, so you should to." Zach shrugged. "Besides he is a sophomore, let him enjoy his high school years. Remember how we had fun in our sophomore year?"
"Oh I do." I sarcastically replied. "I was busy ruining Hannah Baker's life in sophomore year."
Zach turned away from me, a hint of sadness visible in his eyes as he aimlessly stared at the people passing by. I regretted mentioning her name even after knowing what had happened between them.
Even if no one among us talks about Hannah anymore, she was the one who brought us all together. Me and Zach wouldn't even be good friends if it wasn't for her.
"If you say Charlie is fine," I replied, as my phone pinged in my pocket. "Then okay. I trust him."
"Good." He nodded. "See you later."
I got my phone out as he went inside his class and I continued my way towards the gym.
Winston 🙂
Meet me in the library.
Winston and I, we have been stealing kisses whenever we could in school. It was a risk, but he was willing to keep our relationship a secret for my sake.
I still didn't knew what I exactly wanted, but being with him made me happy. This was something new I was exploring of myself, and I actually liked what was happening with Winston. We were taking things slow and no one knew about us. I was happy with that.
Winston doesn't seem to care that our relationship was private, but sometimes he would make a comment that would imply otherwise. Still I trusted him to not slip up and tell someone. I was not ready to expose my sexuality to other people.
Checking the time I realised that I can make a quick trip to the library before gym class starts, so I took a turn and made my way to the school library instead.
I never liked the school library. It was this big place filled with loads and loads of books which most students don't even bother to look at. But there was one good thing though, people in the library never gave a shit about others. Some are serious nerds studying or those who just come to have quiet time with their phones.
When I opened the library door, the cool air from the air conditioner hit me. It was mostly silent inside, just slight murmurs could be heard from here and there.
I instantly spotted Winston who was already staring at me as if he was waiting for me to arrive. He gave me a flirty and knowing smile, which I had grown to like, as he nodded and went behind some shelves in the corner.
Looking around I didn't recognised anyone, so I followed him behind the shelves. This spot in the library was well hidden from everyone, and also no CCTVs could see it through their lenses. Hence, safe spot.
Winston instantly grabbed the collar of my shirt and pulled me against a shelf. He looked me in the eyes, as his lips hovered over mine for a bit.
Then he started kissing me, mostly sucking on my lower lip. His whole body was leaning against me as I kissed him back in a hurry.
"Damn." He exhaled, breaking our kiss. "I've been wanting to do that all day."
"Are you sure no one will see us here?" I asked, feeling concious.
"Don't worry." He said, giving me a small and short kiss. "We are not staying long. I know you have gym next. Just wanted to see you before."
I nodded, and I continued kissing him.
We left the library after five minutes, first checking that our clothes aren't wrinkled after our secret makeout.
"I am going to yearbook room." Winston informed as the bell rang. "Let me walk you to the gym."
Everyone was in a hurry in the hallway, no one paying attention and just sprinting to their class. Coach Kerba took our gym class, and was a quiet man who never asked why we were late to class as long as the Principal or Dean doesn't drag us themselves.
"So how's your friend Clay?" He asked, glancing at me sideways. "Any updates on him?"
"Justin told Zach that he has started therapy." I replied, thinking nothing about his question. "Maybe this suspension will give him a break from whatever he is going through."
"Yeah." Winston nodded back. "Justin is... He lives with Clay, right?"
Again, the questions.
The questions Winston asks sometimes bothers me, because they always happened to be revolving around my friends, mostly Clay.
I may be thinking more than needed, and maybe he was just checking on my friends because he actually cared about me.
"Yeah, Clay's family adopted him. They are like brothers now."
If anyone would've told me in sophomore or even in junior year that Clay and Justin will become friends, even brothers, I would've seriously laughed at their face.
"That's nice."
We had reached the gym now, no one in the corridor as we faced each other.
"Well, see you later then?"
I nodded at him, smiled as he continued his way towards the yearbook room.
But before I entered the gym, I felt that someone was watching me. I quickly turned and looked at the end on the hallway, where I saw a familiar girl trying not to be obvious as she was acting to read the notice board.
As far as I remember, Ani never crossed me in this hallway before whenever I had gym. So the only explanation was she was spying on me.
But what could I have done now?
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