Chapter 31: *Passed Out*

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[18 Nov. 2015]

I was still shook about what happened yesterday. I could barely sleep or eat with this enigma in my mind. I didn't know if it was actual real or if it was just a prank. But, how could it be a prank if Kyle always liked girls? But also, who the fuck would want to actually kiss me?

I stopped when I reached my locker. I took a look at it. No papers were there, no notes that could tear someone's soul into shreds. This last two months have been somehow the best of my life, but also some of the worst. I made a friend, a got bullied, I had great time, I ended up in the hospital, I kissed the guy I've dreamt about for ages, it could be fake.

I shook my head and opened the old green locker. Inside many textbooks and notebooks laid on the shelfs. I took a couple of them and closed it once again. I turned around and no one was there to beat me. No one to harm me in any way. I smiled a little and started to walk to class.

This was probably the first day of High School that I actually didn't feel like a piece of garbage, but like an actual human being just casually going to his class. I got to the door of the classroom and sat on the floor, waiting for the bell to ring. Class would only start in twenty minutes but waiting didn't seem like hell anymore.

Some minutes had passed and I saw Kyle and two of his friends coming. The walked pass me and none of them said anything mean or did anything, which they usually did.

* * * In class * * *

The teacher talked about some random things that didn't seem to capture anyone's attention, mine included. I found myself resting my head in my right arm, with my eyes focused in every move Kyle would make. He moved a little to the left, my eyes followed. He moved to the right, they followed. It was like I could not stop looking at him. His hair waved in every direction as he talked with that excitement of his. He didn't wore any glasses today, making it possible to observe his beautiful eyes in a more detailed way.

A sudden butterfly-like feeling passed throw my belly. What did this mean? I never understood why people felt like this sometimes.

Kyle's POV

I was talking to Jeydon about last night's basketball game when from the corner of my eye I noticed Johnnie observing me. To my surprise, I did not felt like hurting him because of that, like I probably would. I felt really good with him watching every move I made.

"Wait! What am I thinking about? He is a fucking loser and you aren't fucking gay. And even if you were, you could never like someone like that!" ; "But love chooses no gender or any other thing." ; "No. that's it. You have a fucking reputation. You could never like him when you have a million girls dreaming of you." ; "But what if I don't give a damn about that?"

A million voices screamed in my head making me feel dizzy. I suddenly watched everything getting blurry and darker.

Jeydon's POV

I kept telling Kyle there was no way that could possibly work, and the team should have got that point.

He stopped arguing back and in just a matter of seconds, he fell of his chair onto the floor.

- Oh My God! - the teacher screamed, running to our table. - Mr. Hall? Mr. Hall? Can you hear me? Mr. Peterson, could you take him to the nurse?

I nodded and picked Kyle up, putting one of his arms around my shoulders and holding his back next to my body. I almost ran to the nurse and letted him on the chair.

- What happened? - she asked getting closer to him.

- I don't know. We were in class and all of the sudden he fell of the chair and didn't answer or opened his eyes.

- He passed out. - she said sobbing. - Go back to class. I'll try to wake him up. You can come in the next break.

I was about to deny going back to class but maybe it's wasn't better to stay here. I thanked her and got to class once again.

I sat on my chair and I felt something poking me in the back. I turned around and saw that freak. He fucking touched me!

- Is he alright? - he asked.

- Mind your own damn business. - I answered in the most rude tone I could and turned around.

Johnnie's POV

- Is he alright? - I asked concerned.

- Mind your own damn business. - he answered with rage.

I looked down and started to question what had I done wrong. Why were people such jackasses to me? I never did them anything... Maybe it's just my cruel fate and I just have to suck it up.

Note: Hey there you cuties 😊
First of all, I hope you had a very spooky Halloween! 🎃
Also hope you liked this chapter. I know it's a bit smaller but I think that the Kyle's POV really gives something.
Have a good day, thugs pugs and KyeForce 💜

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