Part 13
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I feel relieved as the lunch break bell rings. Hastily, I gather my things and get up from my seat at the back of the class. Ignoring Ms. Evans' announcement about a test for next week, I storm out of the class before anybody can tail me. Not that I hate Human Biology, hell, I'm actually very good at it, but my classmates here are so... How can I put it? Annoying. Yes, they are loud and annoying.
I can't expect less from a class that mostly filled with girls. Just where are the boys? Aren't they taking Human Biology this semester? Or they simply attend on a different schedule? Damn, those few boys in my class are not very appealing. Meanwhile, the girls just couldn't stop acting shy but clingy towards me and shooting rivalry glares towards each other. Tch.
My prior introduction about me being gay to the class didn't seem to get through their heads. They kept asking me to join them at lunch or their study group, which I have politely rejected. One of them even ridiculously asked whether I'm truly gay since I don't show any feminine gestures. What the hell? I'm gay and not a sissy. Well, I have to admit that I find it hot to imagine having a sissy boy writhing and mewling loudly beneath me. But that is it. I love sissy feminine boy, and that doesn't mean I love being one or being called one.
I walk hurriedly to my locker and put my things inside before heading to cafeteria. I hope I can meet Louis during this break hour. Despite of him turning down my offer earlier, I don't want him to feel like I am avoiding him or disappointed with him. On the contrary, I want people to see us together more often and show them that no one can harm Louis in my presence.
With that, Louis will come to realize the fact of how safe he is when being with me rather than with Tim or alone. And later, he can never resist when I start planting the idea of him being mine, and mine alone. Sounds perfect, eh? But you can never know how perfect perfection is until you really achieve it. So here I am, eating burger and chips while letting my eyes wander around the cafeteria, searching for Louis. But my favorite pair of blue eyes is nowhere to be seen.
"Hey, William."
I look up to find Mikey standing across my table. He is smiling at me while putting his tray of food on the table. I smile back.
"Hey, Mi." I gesture him to sit across me.
"How was your half day going?" He asks.
"Great as always if not for the second period." I take a sip of my Coke.
"What happened?" Frowning, he starts nibbling at his cheese sandwich.
"Nothing happened. Just me having a stressful Human Biology class which my classmates are mostly girls and annoying." I hope my annoyed tone can show him how stressful my situation was.
"Wow, I bet they couldn't stop hovering around you."
I roll my eyes before lifting both of my shoulder. Exactly just like you, Mi. I chuckle a little, knowing that I didn't say it out loud. Yeah, he may be too damn clingy, but that doesn't mean I'm fed up with him. Come on, we just get to have s*x once. Alright, few times. But didn't I say that he is pretty good in bed? So, of course I will not dump him. At least not anytime sooner. But surely, I have to do something about his mind set. I need him to be able to grasp the idea about me being allergic to romantic commitment.
I will show him how much I don't like to be a boyfriend, nor do I need one. And he has to accept that with hands wide open, if he still wants to be around me. I will not tell him directly that I just need him as one of my casual laid, no, that's not my way. He has to figure it out himself. So, there will come a day when he simply realizes that he has no right to be jealous when I'm hitting on another boys.
"Are you finished with your lunch?" Mikey's voice throws me out of thoughts immediately.
I look down to see there are only few chips left and I don't intent to eat them. "I think I am." I drink my Coke and toss the empty glass on my tray.
"So am I." Mikey shoves aside his tray. "So, what is on your third period?"
It is when I see a familiar figure with a tray walking not too far from me. No, that's not Louis. That is Tim. But Louis must not be far from him, right? So, I wave at him.
"Tim!"
Mikey turns around to the direction of whom I call out to. Tim looks surprised but walks towards us anyway.
"Can I sit here?" He asks as he reaches our table.
"Of course." I smile at him and he replies with the same gesture politely. "Anyway, I'm sorry about this morning." Tim may not be Louis' boyfriend, but remember, he is still somewhat like best friend for him. So, I still got to keep my friendly image in check.
"Oh, it's okay. You just shoved me because you thought I've harmed Louis. So, it's fine, I guess." He takes a spoonful of cream soup and starts eating.
"Anyway, where is Louis? I thought you are with him." It doesn't escape my notice how Mikey rolls his eyes at my question.
"He said Mr. Hudson wants to see him at his office regarding his Geometry assignment."
"Something wrong?"
"No, he just failed to finish it yesterday."
"How? Is he weak at the subject?"
Still consuming his lunch, Tim shakes his head. "He just didn't have time to finish it."
"Okay, call me nosy, but I'm really curious about why he didn't have time while most high school students have plenty of spare time after dinner." This sounds strange for me. "What got him preoccupied with?"
He lifts his shoulders. "I have no idea. He only said he was busy. Nothing more."
"Busy?"
Wait, is this the same reason why he can't go out with me? Having something else to do tonight? Or perhaps every night? I thought he meant studying or working on assignments. Well, I guess I was wrong. What does he really do at night? Tim, whom I consider as his close person, obviously doesn't know. And it only means one thing. Louis keeps it a secret. But why and what is it? Crap. I really hate secrets. Secrets are meant for girls. I don't like my bitches keeping secrets from me.
"William, is it even important? Why do you have to frown at that?" Mikey asks with an annoyed tone.
I shot him with a gentle smile and talk casually. "Of course. I want to ask him out for dinner, so I have to know if he has free time at night." There it is. A hint. So that Mikey has to start thinking that he is never as special as he thinks he is to me.
"What?" He seems taken a back but doesn't protest anyway. And Interestingly, I notice how Tim widens his eyes from surprise.
"Okay, I think I'll take my leave now. Break time is almost over." I get up from my seat and leave them gaping at the latest idea I just threw. It's actually a little less fun with Louis' absence, but still I like the feeling that I get from earlier conversation. Feeling like freedom. Tch, that is ridiculous since I didn't feel as much as restrained from the beginning.
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