The "High School Experience"

**3 days later**
Thank god, it is finally Friday! Hello weekend, after I get done at school. I am excited for Andy; he has gotten to talk about forming a band with Jake, Ashley, Jeremy, and Christian. They are all amazing people and are talented. Jeremy prefers to be called Jinxx however, and he can play guitar and the violin. I am hanging out with all of them tonight at Jake’s house. I hear Andy walk in through the front door and rush down the stairs. I fall into his arms and he spins me around. “I am so happy for you Andy! I can’t believe you may have a band!” I exclaim. He laughs and twirls me around a last time and sets my feet on the tile. I really am excited for him, no scratch that, I am ecstatic for him! “I am excited too KitKat, the only thing is writing music and being able to get signed, but that cant happen for awhile since we are 14…” Andy says as he lowers his hands down to mine. I grab his hands and smile at him still, “You know what you always say, if you want to do it chase after whatever it is you want to do, so I need to say that to you so you don’t forget.” I say and gently tap his nose. I turn around and stride off to the kitchen. I grab an apple and throw it lightly to Andy. He grabs it and bites into the green skin as I turn back and grab a yogurt. I tear the tinfoil off and grab a spoon and dip it into the light strawberry yogurt. I quickly eat all of it as we grab our backpacks. I discard my yogurt and walk out the door with Andy, he wraps his arm around my waist and gently kisses the top of my head. We walk together to the bus stop making small talk and giggling at eachother. I see Brian glaring at Andy out of the corner of my eye. I frown quickly and smile again when Andy makes a joke. I swear Andy is one of the most hilarious and sweet man I have ever met. The bus inches around the corner and comes lurching as it reaches the corner and stops. The other people standing around pile on and Andy and I are the last going up the steps. I glance at Andy and see a piece of paper hit him in his shoulder. He looks around to find the thrower and sees a guy in a blue polo with a blonde buzz cut smirking at him. “Excuse me, but it looks like the fag has a girl on his arm. How does that work?” a boy says from somewhere in the back of the bus, everyone bursts in laughter and we just walk to our seat. Once we sit down Andy lets out an exasperated sigh. “I swear, the next time someone calls me a fag I am going to kick some ass.” He says loud enough for the people around us to hear. I smirk and squeeze his hand.“I know Andy, and I will gladly help you, some of these people need to learn they can’t mess with you…” I say quietly into Andy’s ear and lean back against the booth seat. We were silent for the rest of the ride to school and just sat holding hands. The ride went by quickly and I turn back to Andy after staring out the window and smile at him. He smiles back flashing his teeth as the jocks pile off. I saw a few girls get up from behind us and as they past us one of them stroked her hand across Andy’s back. He tensed up and turned to glare at the teenager. She obviously expected another reaction because she looked terrified when he turned around. I smirk at her and lightly kiss Andy’s cheek. I smile as the girls walk away looking disappointed, we get off the booth and walk off the bus onto the rocks.
**2 Hours later**
Andy and I had to perform a short play in drama today for our first project. We wrote it and everything, it was only a minute or so and was rather short. We were right at the part where Andy was supposed to pick me up and carry me bridal style off stage. I was fake crying and cursing at the world after I thought Andy died in combat. I know, it seems like a lot for a minute and a half play but we did it. I see Andy approaching me and lifts my arms away from my eyes. He looks into my eye and smirks, instead of picking me up he places both his hands on the side of my face. I smile and he leans in for a kiss, I close off the space between us and wrap my arms around his neck. Then I see one of the girls named Cathy from the theater mechanics pull the lever to close the curtains. The black satin slowly goes down and I hear claps from outside the cloth. I kiss Andy a final time and take my arms from around his neck. We walk quickly off to right stage as the next pair must perform.”Kirsten, that was a great performance!” Christian says (his mother forced him to take Drama.) CC wasn’t that into Drama but he loved to watch both me and Andy perform. I smile and thank him as Andy snakes his arm around my waist. We watch in silence as Tarry and Troy perform a skit on an old couple fighting, hunched backs and all. Mrs. Barry finally announces the performances are over and we will get our grades on next Monday. I walk to the back of the stage, grab my heavy backpack, and walk to our next class, Math. I was doing OK in math and Andy was doing great of course. I still hated the class and the only good part was I could have Andy help me after school. We arrive at the classroom door, Andy opens it, and we walk through together. We take our seats and I sit back on the hard plastic as I place a notebook paper n the table that looks like I scribbled on it and wrote random numbers, its that bad. I glance at Andy’s clean neat paper and sigh, this is the only time his paper looks neat. The teacher goes over the homework and we turn in our assignment. Then we have to talk notes on the Triangle Theorem as review and do some problems. I tap Andy’s hand when I finish my work and pass a paper to him. On it I wrote, how is the band thing going? He grabs his pencil and writes on his leg. He hands it back to me and on it reads, good I am going to need to practice my singing a lot though. Then we just pass it between us for the next ten minutes and talk about Brian for a little bit. Then I see a bulky man standing in front of my desk, it’s the teacher. I guess we got a little too note happy. The teacher steals it from my hand and reads the paper. I sigh and lean back, we didn’t talk about anything bad so I am not worried about it. The math instructor glares at us as he walks back to the front of the class and tacks the paper on the front wall. I laugh lightly and try to hide it, I don’t know why I find it funny, the teacher looks up again after he hears me. I stop giggling and make eye contact with the teacher. The bell rings, thank god. I grab my bag and wrap my hand around Andy’s and we walk to the cafeteria. CC, Jake, and Ashley are already by the door waiting for us.
“Hey guys, everyone can still come to my house tonight right?” Andy asks as we reach them. I saw all of them give a form of yes, whether a nod or verbal. We joined the lunch line with everyone and had begun to be enveloped in conversation. “So yea, I really like gymnasiums…”Andy says when suddenly I feel a hand on my shoulder. I see some of the guys really confused and Andy was still speaking and hadn’t notice. The hand forces me to turn around and before I can see who it is I feel a pair of lips force themselves on mine. I place my hands on the stranger’s chest and attempt to shove them back but it doesn’t do anything. I see both CC’s and Andy’s arms on the guy as I attempt to resist the assault and finally CC pulls the man from me. I look up to see….

Notes

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