DIFFERENT

EIGHT

MIKE POV
*alarm beeps*
i roll over check my phone knowing i have no valentine i get up brush my teeth  touch myself in the shower a lil bit brush my hair and beard and get dressed i throw on a all black fit black velvet versace print bubble coat black skinny jeans and black velvet timbs and my gold watch fix my earrings and head to school with wyatt

its friday night and i wanna go to party at Cees on valentine day and like everyone in this school im single and talking to someone and im trynna scoop something and everyone goes to Cees party's especially the bitches the nigga has a huge platform on instagram almost a million followers people from all over be coming he does fashion reviews or something like that on youtube and all the pretty bitches fw him so me and AJ wanna go but the thing about that is its Cee house and....yea

i pull up in the parking lot texting on my phone i hear wyatt yell "watch out bitch you about to hit my best friends" i pump the breaks as i see cee and don standing in front of the car

"damn bitch you already flipped a desk on me and have me limping around like a fucking rabbit that wasn't enough you wanna put me in a full body cast next?" Don yells

i honk as they take what seems forever to walk across the street

Before the bell rings i see them and my cousin wyatt walking and talking shit and laughing at someone per usual

i run to catch up with them

"Aye cee lemme holler at you for a second"

They stop and look at each other

Cee the outspoken fashionista speaks

"What you want harambe?"

"Yo i heard you throwing a party at yo parents mansion tonight wassup with it?

"Uhm yea but its a leave your pet monkey home event unless I would've had wyatt bring you"

Don and Wyatt burst out in fits of laughter causing the rest of the hallway to stare as they walk

i breathe and close my eyes trying not to blow me and AJ only chance to go to this bad bitch fest

"Dude what do i have to do to be invited man like what do you want from me?"

He cracks a malicious devious smile satan himself would shutter at.

He walks up to me and tip toes up to me and whispers in my ear.

I jump back and blow off he looks at me and i look back at him

"right now?"

"I'll let you keep your lil basketball popular boy reputation no you can do it in private if you can get him to speak to you at all and im gonna ask him and he better say it happened it or no deal"

The bell rings for first period i sit next to Donny hasn't spoken to me since the desk to leg incident not a crack peep or laugh he wont even look my way literally hates me

"Yo can i speak to you after class"

silence not even a side eye to look my way

i slide a twenty in front of him he takes it and stuffs it in his back pocket

"You got 30 seconds speaks" with a voice tone cold as ice

"so i wanna talk to you about something in private"

"20 seconds"

"Can i just speak to you outside"

I yanked him outside the classroom and dragged him to the quiet stairwell in the building the one no one takes and holds him against the wall

" EW GET OFF ME... RAPE MURDER SOMEONE PLEASE HELP"

"Shhh listen"

i drop to one knee he looks with a slanted brow

"im so sorry about what happened last month i really didn't mean it can you forgive me?" i look up at him licking my lips

His cheeks are light up a bright red as he blushes and stutters

"Uhh i -"

See i know what i was doing me being all smooth on him would make him accept my apology if i asked him plainly he'd definitely say no and if he didn't Cee said i cant come

He snatched his hand "Boy get off me and get up before someone see us in here i know Cee put you up to this I would've said yea i dont care enough to keep you from going to the party"

"Really even after I flipped a desk on you"

"Yea now move so i can go back to class"
•••••

Okay we ready?

My brother kenny gave me and Wyatt speeches everytime we went somewhere without him its a parent instinct i guess since he's been taking care of me since our parents we're killed that night in front of us even that night he bossed me around like he was my dad but it ended up keeping both of us alive and unseen until they left the house and im so thankful for him

"Yes" wyatt said in his bashful tiny voice

Wyatt is the sore thumb in the family because he came out as gay out grandma tried to write bible verses on his head in his sleep to "revoke the homosexual demons" but 4 years later and Wyatt still wears ugg boots and tight ripped jeans and hangs with Cee and Adonis nothings changed hes still the same faggot

We pull up to the party and its packed outside to inside

I walk in and the smell the strong stench of alcohol and weed as i see a couple of fine ass girls already obviously buzzed shaking ass i rub my hands and smile

"Oh yea"

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