That bastard was known to have a twisted sense of humor.
Chapter 11 - Awkward
"I'll think about it," I told him as I walked away. I regretted it right after I said it. Who was I kidding? Frank was willing to be with me. Secret or not that was way more than I could ever ask for. I would tell him at lunch that I was willing to do whatever it was he was suggesting. The bell rang just as I walked back into the classroom. I gathered my stuff and started toward my Trigonometry class. I took my seat at the back and waited for the class to start. A girl I didn't know the name of took a seat next to me. She must have been new, because no one ever sat with me if they could help it.
She turned to me. "Hey, I'm new here and I have no friends. My name is Amy,"
I chuckled, deciding quickly that I liked her, "I'm Mikey," I replied, smiling. She was quite pretty. Sure I was gay, but I could appreciate female beauty. "I'll be your friend," I'd take any I could get.
"Great!" she replied happily. "Then you can come to lunch with me and this guy I met this morning. I don't really wanna go anywhere with him alone."
I made a face. "Um, I dunno...I don't really get along with anyone around here."
She laughed, "Oh that's alright. I'll be there. I'm sure we'll get along just fine." she winked at me just before the teacher walked in. It was amazing how much faster class went when you had a friend to talk to. Once we were given the assignment we were allowed to visit as long as we were quiet. Amy shuffled her desk a little closer to mine and turned toward me. "So, are you any good at this Math stuff?"
"I'm alright at it," I said modestly.
She smiled, "I bet."
"So, where are you from?" I asked, trying to do math and converse at the same time.
"Trenton. Dad's company transferred him to this shithole." she scoffed and pushed her hair off her face. "I'm not even allowed to leave the house after six."
I laughed, "Yeah that's Belleville for you,"
"What about you, lived here long?" she twisted her pencil around her fingers.
I nodded, "Born and raised."
"I'm so sorry," she said sarcastically. I wasn't exactly sure why she picked me out of the entire class to strike up a conversation with but whatever the reason, I was thankful. We finished our assignments as the bell rang, then I walked with her to her locker. "Hey, just let me go find Frank and let him know you're coming," she told me as she ran off.
"Whoa, wait–-" She was already halfway down the crowded hallway. "Fuck!" I said out loud, leaning against the locker and purposefully hitting my head. I thought it over. Frank was a common name. If God had any mercy on me he would have let Amy met a different Frank that morning. But that bastard was known to have a twisted sense of humor.
She smiled as she walked back toward me. "C'mon Mikey, he's waiting." She reached out and grabbed my hand, leading me to the front doors of the school. "So, this guy kinda seems like a bit of a creep but he damn near hit me this morning in the parking lot and insisted to buy me lunch."
Well, that sounded like that Frank and knew and hated...and loved. We got to the parking lot and I saw Frank leaning against his truck smoking his beloved cigarettes. I saw him grimace as soon as we came into view.
"Hey," she said as we walked up, and she let go of my hand. "Frank, Mikey-"
"I know him," he interrupted.
"Excellent! Let's go get some food. We'll take my car." She climbed into the driver’s seat and with the start of the engine Danzig blared from the speakers.
Frank's jaw tightened and he pushed past me to get to the passengers seat.
"I made a decision." I whispered. He stopped with his hand on the door handle but didn't turn to face me. He was silent so I continued. "I'll do it. Whatever you want. Okay?"
He got into the car without saying a word, which I hoped meant everything was fine and he was just too scared of Amy overhearing anything. That seemed logical. I climbed in the backseat and Amy flashed me an apologetic look as she backed out of the space. Apparently she thought I should sit shotgun, but I didn't see why. "Where do you guys wanna eat?" she asked. "I dunno where anything is around here."
"There's a Carl's Jr. like a block from here," Frank suggested.
"That alright with you Mikey?" Amy asked, glancing at me. I nodded in agreement. The car was filled with an awkward silence and Amy clearly noticed so she turned the music up again. I caught myself staring at Frank's reflection in the passenger rearview mirror; he smirked at me. I breathed a quiet sigh of relief.
We pulled into the parking lot of the restaurant and got out of the car. I stood behind Amy and Frank in line while we waited. Amy pulled a wallet from her book bag. "Hey put that away sweetheart, I told you I was buying."
She rolled her eyes and tucked her wallet away. Sweetheart? What the hell was that? My hands uncontrollably clenched at my sides. Jealousy crashed over me. Frank and Amy ordered and he picked up their tray. "You wanna find a table? I'll wait with Mikey."
He nodded slowly, seemingly disappointed. "Yeah, sure."
I put my order in and waited awkwardly with Amy. "You can go sit if you want," I said, laughing nervously.
"It's okay," she said quietly.
Thankfully my food came, I grabbed the tray and scanned the restaurant for Frank. I spotted him in a booth and walked toward it, sitting down on the opposite side...unfortunately. Amy sat down next to me, which was also unfortunate. I didn't know how to act around other people, let alone other girl people.
We ate in silence, Frank looking pissed off through the whole meal. The second he was finished eating he got up to take his tray to the garbage. I watched him head to the bathroom after. "I'm really glad you came with me today," she said, placing her hand on top of mine.
"Oh...no, Amy" I pulled away. This was not good.
"What? Did I do something wrong?" she asked, confused.
I turned toward her. "No, no. You didn't do anything wrong." I had never had to do anything like this and I never would have imagined I'd have to. "You're a sweet girl, and I'd really like to be friends."
An unimpressed look graced her features. "Oh,"
"But I'm...I'm gay," I said quietly.
She looked concerned for a moment, then the light bulb went off...then she looked slightly disgusted. "Oh god. I'm so embarrassed."
I shook my head, "Don't be." Fuck, life was just getting more complicated by the second. She shuffled away from me a bit. I really didn't want to say it, but I had to soften the blow a little bit. Besides he'd never go for her anyway. He was with me...kind of. "What about Frank? He's a nice guy, give him a chance."
"Yeah maybe I will. You ready to go?" she said quickly, taking our trays away to the trash. Frank walked up then. "Let's get out of here," she said to him. He agreed and we left quickly. She sped out of the parking lot and the whole way to the school. Awkward silence ensued yet again.
"See you later guys," I said, getting out of the car.
"Later," Amy replied before I closed the door and it didn't look like the two of them were in any hurry to get out. I sighed, but shook it off, walking toward the school. Gym would sure be interesting today.