It's all a blur when cops are screaming and I end up at the back of a truck with Rick, Pony and a few other kids. I am in my head until a cop says 'Morsey's son'. I get an adrenaline rush and I almost sober up.
"No. No,no, i mean he's busy. Call my brother. Here is his number." I say shooting up and hurrying to the cop. I hand them a piece of paper from my hoodie. I look over to Pony. I can tell my jacket is not warm enough by the way she folds her arms but i dare not get close to her. Ricky is the first to walk out. His mother yells something in Spanish that I didn't get but by the way he hung his head, it was bad. The guy that brought Pony to the party arrives alongside an older woman I assume to be Pony's mother. Just behind them enters Lary and I shoot up.
"Are you kidding me Logan?" He looks down at me. He is much taller than I am. "The school? You could have gone anywhere but you chose the damn school." He loud whispers.
"Just help me out." He poses to cover his neck with his hand then runs it through his hair.
"What will mom say about this?" He speaks normally even though he couldn't hide the frustration on his face.
"She doesn't have to know. I can go spend at your place." He holds tight the counter then lowers his head. He looks up and takes out his wallet then hands the lady cop behind the counter some cash and signals me to follow him out. I take one look at Pony who has a shawl wrapped over her and walk out after she fails to look my way.
"Mom calm down. I promise I'm not lying." Lary snatches the phone from my hands and places it behind his ear.
"He is with me. I called him to help me with something and yes, I will make sure he's in school on time." He stares at me for a while.
"Goodnight mom." He says and hangs up. "How did you get to the party?" He questions his eyes spying mine and I walk to the fridge.
"My car?" I answer picking a water bottle and draining half of it.
"Where is it?" He pries more.
"That kid Carter, where the party was at." I don't look back to see his reaction.
"You know dad cant.."
"I know." I cut him short and he lets out a frustrated sigh. He walks out through the door that split his room and the living room then in a few walks out with two blankets and a comforter. "Lary come on. The couch? Really?"
"You have better ideas? Maybe your own bed?" The throws them on the couch and walks back to his room.
With the lights out, I don't allow my mind to wander least I wouldn't get any sleep on a damn couch.
"Logan smith?" I look up to the principal Mr Simba. "My office." He announces and walks away. Blake and Rick stare at me as i walk out but don't dare to say anything. Charity seems calm, maybe his girlfriend did not update him. I smirk at that thought.
Pony is seated when I get to the office.
"Mr Morsey will not appreciate this at all." He says and I'm hoping he'd ask Pony to stay out and have this discussion privately.
"Your father holds this school in.." I cut him off.
"She had nothing to do with it, let her go."
It didn't end well in the previous school when students found out my dad owns the school. That was the reason I don't go by Morsey. I used to be proud of the name. He has achieved much and I'm proud of him. I am proud to study in a school he owns and I have in two already, this was the third and he owns four. The first one I just grew out of, the second one though...
Two years ago...
"Peace, you need to chill." I say to a short dark guy who is holding his revoked scholarship papers.
"Chill? No way. I will expose your whole family. I know people like you. You expect us to bow at your presence and punish us for not agreeing with your madness. He is not worthy of a father tittle." He yells in the school hallway causing students to crowd.
"I don't understand. I have been nothing but good to you Peace." I am avoiding to raise my voice and make amends.
"That evil bastard!" He curses.
"Don't insult my dad. You deserve this." I considered Peace a friend,tagged him along, even defended his ass against bullies. One day I even got beat up and thrown in a sewer for talking back to some guys insulting hus color. That's one of the reasons I ended up befriending the gym. He doesn't say anything but throws down the scholarship termination papers and stomps on them, then walks past me almost knocking me over.
"It's nothing personal puffy." Yuup. I was plump then.
The next morning, everyone is looking mad weird at me and I don't get it until my deskmate shows me the school internal memo page which was only updated at the principals office live.
"Mr Morsey or whatever the classic name you want to adopt after this, how wrong I was to think you'd just let me study in your school for free. Instead you made me pay by molesting me. The old man is a..." There is a screech and two people arguing, voices that I can tell are the principal's and Peaces before it completely shuts off. Everything is a blur momentarily.
"Logan Smith Morsey!" Mr Simba yells my name.
"Damn I'm right here." I snap turning to find a shocked Pony. Yup, she knows. He must have spilled it when I was busy in my head.
"I told you I did it." I snap. "Let her go. The idea was mine and I knew where the gate was it's weakest. I took it down." I stare blankly at him and smirk.
"Just get out, both of ya." I knew if I took the blame, Pony wouldn't get expelled. I'm sure her family is already mad as it is.
"Your dad owns the school?" She loud whispers. "Why don't I know that! Mason will get it from me." She folds her fists and her jaws tense. She stands in my way facing me. "You lied. Why?"
"Just figured you'd appreciate. You could have said that was not what happened." I watch her lower her shoulders.
"Thank you."she mutters.
"Now you owe me." I didn't mean it. It was just to get a reaction out of her.
"I was kidding." I say and she looks up smiling. I get lost in her smile and for a minute everything fades and the only thought running in my head id kissing her. Before I realize it, I have her against the wall. "You still think I am drunk?" I smile at how uncomfortable she is right now. I know she is probably worried that a student might see her and rat her out to her boyfriend. Her lips part in surprise and I let go.
'That expression is definitely priceless.' I think to myself as I walk away beating my head up for showing her in the least how I feel. Feel? It dawned on me that I might actually like her. Not that I didn't know that but now is when I am trying to accept the fact.
"Wait." I stop and turn to face her. "Uuum..." She looks confused, like she wants something that her mouth won't let her. "Your jacket." She swallows. "I'll uum... Get it tomorrow. If thats okay." She's so damn hot. Maybe I actually like her. I almost want to call off my plan but no, not when I'm this close.
"Yoow, that chick is wirld. Did you see moves she was pulling off yesterday?" Douche bags. They were discussing the party and any discussion of her made me wanna punch the hell out of them. I left for outside just when she began to dance and they are making wish I had stayed instead of going to choke on weed. I didn't think it would make such a fuss in school today.
"Yea, some would be quite alright in the bedroom." A jerk face jokes ans my fists fold.
"Right." They chuckle. Are these people testing my patience or what.
"Creeps!" I curse, mostly to myself.