But I'm a Cheerleader!

Well, Do You Like Her?

POV: Eliot
"I can explain!" Is the first thing I said after my dad closed the door to my room. "There is no explanation to slap, punch or kick someone. Why would you-" "LET ME EXPLAIN!" I yelled cutting him off. I slapped my hand over my mouth, surprised at my yelling. "This better be good." My dad said crossing my arms. He was ready for an explanation and I feel like he deserves one too.

"Thisboycalledmeaslurthentriedtphitmebutiblockedhimthenslappedhimthenwalkedout" I breath in "thenhis-ihopeex-girlfriendchasedaftermebutirantooquicklythenisawthisboyandweexchanhedourhellos" another breath "thenithought'icantgobacktoclass'soileftschool" and a big exhale.

"What?" Is all my dad said. "That's all you got?" I asked. "Well it's hard to have something when you can't understand the other person. Shorten it maybe. And breath more often please." He said. "Ok ok. Well a kid named Brady is dating a girl named Sofia- who is my guide around school. Anyways I guess he thinks I have a thing for her so he's been acting rude and shit. But today he came up to me for literally no reason and called me a slur. Sofia defended me and he tried to hit me. I stopped him and slapped him. I walked out of lunch after realizing what I did and that people were talking. I ran into some boy then came home, because what was the point of going back to class. I thought you'd be home so I could explain before you heard from them, but you weren't. I'm sorry, okay. But I don't really regret what I did." I explained.

The whole time my dad had a stern expression, not telling of what he was thinking nor what he's say next. "Well, did he cry?" He asked. "What?!" I said. "When you hit him, did he cry?" He asked again. "Um no. But he did look like he'd just seen an alien." I said chuckling. "He probably deserves it based on what you said." My dad said with a chuckle. "Just be careful about what you say or do next. I don't want you being expelled or worse, embarrassed." He said smiling pointing a finger at me. "Yea yea." I said putting my hands up.

He walked over to the desk chair in my room, sitting down and sighing. We sat like that before he spoke up. "Well, do you like her?" He asked. What. Why would he- um- well.... "No." I said. "Well maybe- yes? I don't know." I said laying back on my bed looking at the ceiling. My dad let out a little laugh. "Did you eat dinner?" He asked "yup." I said. "Well goodnight then." He walked over. He gave me a kiss on the forehead and a hug, then left.

Now I'm sitting in bed, thinking. Thinking about Sofia. Do I like her. Because that would be shitty. Having a crush on a straight girl, dammit. Ugh. I roll to my side and turn my light out. Great. Now I have to pretend I don't have a blossoming crush on a girl and school who I see everyday. Just prefect. I close my eyes and I'm off to dreamland. Or nightmare land. Whateva.

Hey y'all. I noticed there were so many miss-types on the last post which is low key embarrassing ('༎ຶོρ༎ຶོ').
Anyyywaysss
Stay hydrated, happy, and healthy
Love, Goosey <3