a/n: Here's a new chapter 😊
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Ming's POV
"How's Kit-ty?" Jay asked brightly during Phys-Ed. We still shared the class together, but we hadn't spoken since the soccer game. I looked up from tying my shoes and gave him the finger.
"Wow, is that the one you shove in his..."
It was getting harder to keep myself in control, and I struggled to resist the urge to sock him in his fucking smarmy face. Fuck off Jay." God he had a major boner for my whole situation with Kit. You'd think he would just get over it. But he was a psycho-nobody with nothing better to do than play games and torment people.
Just like I used to. Damnit conscience, not the fucking time.
"I just wanted to congratulate the two of you. You'll make a good wife, you know." His eyes were full of mirth, like he just couldn't think of anything else in the world that would be as fun as pushing my buttons.
My whole body was suddenly on fire. I was fucking tired of it all. Malee was mad. Jay was mad. Everyone seemed to be mad, including myself. The only person who seemed to be even a little bit happy was the one person I originally wanted nothing to do with.
School couldn't fucking end fast enough.
*****
At every opportunity we fooled around.
I know. Fucked up right? I couldn't stand him, but every day after school we'd park somewhere and make out for a bit before he'd blow me. I decided I would no longer think about my resulting sexuality. For the time being I was just going to ride this wave until I became bored, which I hoped was soon. Every part of my day was becoming exhausting, and I didn't know how much longer I could keep my sanity.
Needless to say, I took out a log of my anger on Kit, but he never really seemed to care, too busy wearing a shift-eating grin about everything.
Even when he was hanging around my locker after school and Raegan Adulet came around. You may know him. In fact, I'm pretty sure every school had that one over-achieving busy-body, Raegan Adulet happens to be ours. And he's the leader of some Religion Club to boot.
"It's Christians In Action," he corrected as I shut my locker door. Same thing, they all sat in a circle and sang about Jesus.
"I don't really care," I said, indicating to Kit that we could leave any time. As he turned, I followed him, hoping to ditch Raegan without another word. But damn he was persistent. His chin went straight up as he began to follow us down the hall.
"You've been MIA for the last couple of meeting, Kit." I stared at Kit who only gave a half shrug and continued to keep walking. "And Ming, we could always use your help. With graduation coming and the party at New Suprija's house this weekend, a few reminders to our fellow students about underage drinking would..."
"Raegan," I said slowly, turning to emphasize that I wasn't shitting around "I am going to be one of the underage students drinking." Fuck, everyone in school was going to New's party. Or at least, anyone that mattered. Free booze. No parents. Who wouldn't go?
He opened his mouth to say something, but then hesitated before finally dropping the conversation and turning to leave.
"You were in the fucking Religion Club?" I asked now, seriously appalled at the information that had been brought to light.
Kit's entire body stiffened as he led the way out the double doors of the school and towards the parking lot. "I went one time!" he said, suspiciously defensive. "I didn't even think they noticed that I stopped coming."
The last part sounded true. Kit was so easy to overlook. There was something about thim that just didn't stand out unless you were physically forced to look in his direction. Still, he didn't strike me as the type to randomly join a Religion Club.
He changed the topic before I could ask any more questions. "You're going to New Suprija's party?"
There was something to the way he said it that made me look him over. But in typical Kit fashion, he was devoid of any expression. "Yeah. I told him I would months ago."
New Suprija and I weren't really friends. I'd always considered we simply shared a mutual respect for one another, we were both part of the handful of people in the school that everybody knew. It was easy for a jock like me to be popular. Win a few games and you're on the map for the rest of high school hell. But New Suprika had a band and because he was the highlight of all the high school drama that ever happened around here, he was instantly immortalized.
His band was shit, don't get me wrong. He could barely play the guitar, and because they couldn't find a singer, he was stuck doing both on his own. Still, he'd walk into class shouting about something all the time and fuck if the rumors ever stopped pouring out who he last dated or what he was last seen doing.
For a long time it was rumored his band would play at the prom, but no one could find any actual source for that information. I ended up asking him about it once in our Social class because I was tired of hearing the gossip about it. New had just looked complacently puzzled, mentioning he'd never heard anything about it.
"Can I come?"
"What the fuck for?" We reached my car and I watched as he rounded to the passenger's side and then hesitated. "What's the matter?" I asked, completely disregarding our previous conversation. Usually he was buckled in before I was.
"I forgot. I have a dinner at my house tonight. I promised my Mom I was going to be there." He bit his lip, looking from the car and then distantly in the direction of his house, clearly contemplating what he was going to do.
"If you don't want to hang out that's cool," I began but he frowned at me...
"Of course I want to," he said, still biting his lip.
"Whatever. I'll give you a ride." I said, opening my door and getting in. Kit buckled and I started the car, finding myself slightly disappointed that he had other plans. Shouldn't it be me that did the ditching? "What's the occasion?" I wasn't that interested, but small talk couldn't hurt anybody.
"It's my birthday," he said monotonously.
I frowned. "You're older than me?"
Kit looked thoughtful as I backed out of the parking lot. "I guess so. When's your birthday?"
"August. Anyway why didn't you say anything earlier?"
"I forgot. Not like it matters anyway. I get some cake and some presents and it's over." He was shrugging off the whole thing like he really couldn't care less. It seemed the promise to his mom was the only thing he cared about.
"What the hello is the matter with you? Birthdays are awesome. It's the one day you can boss people around and ask for anything."
I instantly regretted saying it. I knew Kit enough by now to know when things I said affected him. Besides, he was always begging me to do one thing or another on a regular day, let alone his birthday.
"Well, do you want to have dinner at my house?"
I groaned, gripping the steering wheel as I drove a now familiar route to his house. "No," I answered honestly. I should've kept my mouth shut. I should've harassed him about Religion Club, or about why he wanted to come to New's party.
"Please? My parents are really nice. Then we can go up in my room for a bit." he added earnestly.
I gave him a wary look and he was getting more excited by the minute, practically buzzing in his seat as he pleaded silently with me.
I don't know why I said it.
"Okay."
To be continued...
Published: 10/18/2020
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