Chapter 38

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Chapter 38

As much as I needed some free time, the weekend was just as busy as the previous ones, and before I knew it, it was over. I wanted to hang out with Maria since she felt better and needed help with the next event but our English teacher dropped the news we had to complete a 20-page paper at the last minute. Even Lana, who usually found a way to party and study, was stuck at home all weekend.

Soon it was Monday again. The whispering had died down a bit but was still present. I still had plenty of rude stares, and at some point, one of the boys walked by me and tried to lift my skirt.

Things were busy in AP chem today. We were working in dutiful silence on a packet of problems our teacher gave us. I think our teacher wasn't feeling well because he usually let us work in groups. Today, he insisted on keeping us separated and quiet. He kept rubbing his forehead as if he had a headache, more than usual, and generally seemed off. I wondered if he caught the bug Maria had.

As I was working, Robbie passed me a note.

"Want to work on the project this weekend? I looked at the syllabus; the workload seems lighter."

"Sure," I wrote back.

"We can start on the first part. I think we can knock that out by the end of Sunday, and then we can work on the following part next, next weekend."

"Are you going somewhere?"

"Work trip."

"Ahh."

"So, the plan sounds good?"

"Yeah, that's fine." I wrote back and added a funny smiley face at the end. I heard him lightly snort when he saw it.

"E-excuse me c-class," Our teacher said, "I n-need to go to the b-b-bathroom, p-please finish your work." He said and hurried out.

Two boys from the football team that sat behind us cracked up and started mocking him once he left the room.

"Can you guys grow up? That is so disrespectful." I said, turning around. I already didn't like them. These were the same guys that shove Antoine into the lockers.

They looked at each other and laughed harder.

"Boys, calm down," Robbie said, turning around and glaring at them. They looked at each other with shifty eyes and instantly shut up.

When class ended, I walked out with Antoine, his locker was right outside our class, and he needed to grab a few things before lunch. The boys from before were outside next to his locker and acting stupid again.

"Idiots," Antoine muttered under his breath.

One of them heard him; I think his name was Chad or something similarly stupid he turned and shoved him, "Watch yourself queer," he said in a threatening manner.

"Gosh, Chad, can you try harder to be a caricature?" I said sarcastically, putting my hand on Antoine's shoulder to stop him from falling forward.

Chad made a sour face and turned to face me. He squeezed my cheeks with his hand and brought his face close to mine. I absentmindedly remembered girls at the beginning of the year talking about how good looking he was, now just looked really grotesque.

"Use that pretty mouth to suck my dick charity case. I'll pay you," Antoine grabbed his hand to take it off my face and pushed him off. I looked down in shock at what had just happened. Then,

in a flash, I heard the sound of a body slamming into metal. The lockers rattled down the hallway. I looked up to see Robbie holding Chad against the locker, his hands grabbing him by the collar of his shirt.

"Apologize," He growled.

Chad looked like he was going to make a mess in his pants.

"Woah, stop!" I heard Chris and looked up to see he was coming down the hall. Everyone around us had stilled and was staring.

"Apologize, or you're going to eat your lunch through a straw."

"Robbie, that's not necessary," I said, frightened, suddenly regaining the ability to speak.

Chris had come up beside him and was trying to pull him away.

"Dude, stop! What happened? You're going to get expelled. Remember you're on probation," he sang the last part in a low voice through gritted teeth. Robbie ignored him, his focus on Chad.

"Think of your mom." He said gently, his hand on Robbie's shoulder. Robert froze. I could see he had a battle in his head on what to do. He snarled and gave the kid a final slam into the lockers before letting go of his shirt.

"He said some crude shit to Lia," He said, his voice dripping with disgust, and then whispered something. Chris's face changed to a frown, a crease appearing on his forehead as he listened. Slam! Chad's body crashed into the lockers. This time the hands on the collar of his shirt belonged to Chris. "He's on probation, but I'm not, apologize."

"I'm s-sorry." He stuttered. Funny who was stuttering now. Coward.

"This is awesome," Antoine said; grinning, I smiled at him nervously.

"He needs to apologize to Antoine too," Robbie said calmly, leaning against the locker and crossing his arms over his chest.

"No, fuck that," Chad said, and Chris slammed him hard again.

"S-sorry," he sputtered, casting a sideways glance in Antoine's direction.

Chris let go of him and gently slapped him on the face. "That's all you had to say," he said, adjusting the bookbag on his shoulder. He and Robbie turned to walk toward us. As they were leaving, the creep decided he wanted to dig his grave and muttered, "so that's who she's sucking off. I wonder if she does both at the same time."

Robbie turned on a dime, and Chris pushed him back. "I got this; we need you to win states," he said and swiftly punched Chad in the face.

"Mr. Richter," said a professor who caught wind of the commotion and decided to step out of his class. Chris put both his hands up to indicate he was done, "Come with me," the professor said, rolling his eyes.

Robbie nodded at him both in thanks and approval and then walked towards Antoine and me. "Is he going to be okay?" I asked, worried.

"Yeah, he'll be fine, it's his first offense, and I am pretty sure the dean finds Chris very charming."I nodded, slightly shaken by what just happened.

Antoine put his arm around my shoulder and leaned us towards Robbie, "That was the best thing that has happened to me all year," he grinned. Robbie let out a deep-throated chuckle and patted Antoine on the back, "We're friends now. My friends don't get shoved into lockers," he explained, his face was serious, but there was an amused undercurrent in his voice.

"Robbie!" Abigail came running down the hall and stopped in front of him, "Are you okay? Rumors are saying you got into a fight," She said, her hands on his chest before sliding them around his neck.

"I'm fine. It was Chris, not me," He said, taking her hands off.

"What? Why?" She asked.

"Don't worry about it, Abigail, it's over."

"Thank god," She said and threw her arms around him again. Antoine and I looked at each other. He made a gagging gesture sticking his finger in his mouth. I shook my head and hooked my arm around his, pulling forward towards the lunch courtyard to give them space.

At lunch, everyone was talking about what happened.

"Well, if it makes you feel better, Lia, this will probably get people to stop talking about the locker," Lana said, smiling.

"By the way, I spoke to Melanie about the camera's; she had office aid last period," Maria said.

"Melanie from Track?" I asked.

"Yeah," She said, "She told me she would look into it, that she doesn't think it will be a problem since the dean will be out next week."

Lana gasped, "That reminds me, my parents are going to go on a mini-trip to ski over the weekend; you guys should come with us!"

"I'm in," Maria said.

"I can't," I said, "I have a project and feel bad to leave my dad all weekend." I left out the part where I would not be able to afford a ski trip.

"Aww boo," Maria said.

"The history project?" Lana asked.

I nodded in agreement.

"Yeah, Damien told me about it last week. That teacher is cuuraayzee. I dropped AP to normal history when I found out she would be teaching the class," Lana said, eating her roll of sushi.

"Are you coming, Antoine?" Maria asked, also putting a piece of sushi into her mouth.

"I didn't know I was invited," He said shyly.

"Yeah, why wouldn't you be," Lana said as if it should have been obvious to him.

Antoine blushed, "Yeah, I'm pretty sure I'll be able to go."

"I'll send you guys the flight information, and you can get the tickets together," Lana told them.

The rest of the week passed by without any events. Chad, whose real name was actually Jeremy, but would always be Chad in my mind, missed school for the next three days. Apparently, Chris' punch broke his nose. His parents took him to another state to see the best surgeon in the country. He was the school's star quarterback and needed to look his best for pictures.

On Friday, it was Antoine's birthday. He turned 17, so I made him carrot cake muffins and decorated them with little crème cheese icing 17's. I walked into class with my tray of muffins and noticed Chad was back in class. His face was still very swollen, and his nose had a large white bandage over it.

"Are those for me?" Robbie asked, eyeing the muffin. I had noticed in the past weeks he had a huge sweet tooth.

"No, they're for Antoine; it's his birthday," I said, smiling at Antoine.

He looked stunned. "Really? For me?"

"Yeah, happy birthday."

He laughed in delight. "No one has ever made me anything for my birthday before," He said, and I hugged him and kissed him on the side of his head.

The three of us grabbed a muffin and ate them in the few minutes before class started; at one-point, Robbie turned around, "Do you want some, Jeremy? They're delicious. Oh wait, that's right, you can't eat solid foods for another week," he taunted.

Jeremy looked like he was seething.

"Robbie, don't antagonize him," I said, and he turned back around with a sheepish look on his face.

When the day was over, I passed Robbie and another boy on my way to the bus stop.

"Hey, Lia, come over on Sunday for the project?" Robbie asked.

I nodded and went to catch my bus.


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