An Easy Mistake., chapter 1

Our lips gently touched. I wrapped my arms around his neck, bringing us closer together. My tongue traced his lips, asking for an entrance.
He pulled back.

''What's wrong?'' I asked him as he stood up. I got up after him.

''I'm sorry Bill.'' He whispered, walking towards the door.

''Mike, Wait, I... ''

''Save it Bill.'' He interrupted. He walked out of the door, closing it behind him.

I rested my back against the door and slipped down, making me sit on the floor.
He was my life as far as I know it, and now he's gone.
My life walked out the door.



''Armstrong, pay attention, this stuff is going to be on your test.'' Mr Taylor said, breaking me out of my thoughts.
It's only algebra. I'm not going to need this stuff when I'm older. Well, Not with the job I'm going to get anyways. Plus, I'm already in bottom class. If I fail the test I can't get moved down.

The bell rang for lunch.

''Alright class, the test is on Thursday, be sure to revise, we will go over the topics that you want help on Wednesday.'' Mr Taylor said in his drowsy voice. ''Armstrong, I have to talk to you, come here.''

With that I sighed and walked to his desk.

''Mr Armstrong, it appears that you take no notice in your school work and that you are easily distracted. It is taking effect on your grades and you are going to have to work harder. I, being the head of your year, think we should call in your parents and have a talk about this, don't you Mr. Armstrong?''

''Mmmm... whatever.'' I said, rolling my eyes.

''Off you go now, leave me in peace.''

I walked out the room... God, I hate him, I hate all teachers, I hate school. So what if I'm not paying attention in class, so what if I'm easily distracted, so fucking what. Its not like I'm going to need math when I'm older. All I'm going to need is a band and my guitar.

I walked into the cafeteria. Now to find a seat. I searched the tables. There's one empty one, the one me and Mike first met on, the one when we became friends, the one that brought us together.

''Is this seat taken?'' A guy with blonde hair asked. He must new around here.

''Nope.''

''Can I sit here?''

''Sure'' I smiled at him as he sat down.
There was silence.

''So, are you new? I haven't seen you around here before.'' I questioned.

''Yeah, my mom and dad split, uh, so me, my mom and my sister moved out here.''

''Oh.'' I paused, then I remembered I hadn't introduced myself. ''Oh, Um, I'm Billie Joe.''

He smiled ''I'm Mike''

I smiled at the memory and walked over to the table. I sat down and got my lunch out of my bag. Another lunch sitting by myself. I heard a familiar voice from behind me.

''Can I sit here? There's no other seats.''

I turned around. It was him. Still at beautiful as ever. His head full of blonde hair, his blue eyes. I realised that I hadn't answered his question, and that I was staring at him.

''Uhm, Sure you can''

He sat down and got out his lunch, but kept looking in a different direction. I can understand why he doesn't wanna talk to me or look at me. I don't even know why he is sitting with me if he hates me so much.

I was such an idiot, He was the best kind of friend a guy could want and I lost him because I did one thing wrong. You can't just go round and get friends like that. They're special and I let him get away.

''Look, Mike, I'm sorry about what happened.''

''I don't wanna talk about it, okay Billie?''

''Please, Mike, I just want us to be friends again.''

''You know what, I should be sorry, I guess, I was the asshole, I just walked out of the room. I guess it was just a weird feeling, it was wrong.''

''but oh so right...'' I whispered to myself.

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I knelt down next to him and put my hand over his knee. With my other hand I wiped the tears from his face. I took my hand off his knee. Blood everywhere. He hurt himself pretty bad even though he only fell over.

''Don't worry Mikey, I'll take you back to mine and we'll get you cleaned up.'' I comforted him.

He smiled weakly through his tears.

I stood up and held my hand out to him. He took it and I pulled him up. I got his arm and put it around my neck and helped him walk back to mine.

I snapped out of my memorie as I walked straight into a lampost. Ow, shit, that hurt. Some kids across the street are laughing at me. I ignore them and carry on walking, I'm nearly home.

Me and Mike used to be great best friends. We did everything together. We were always together. We were inseperable. Why did I have to ruin it by saying those three words.

''Mikey, I need to tell you something.'' I said nervously.

''Yeah, dude, whats up?''

''Uhm, well, you know I'm bisexual right, well, uh...'' I drifted off. I'm not quite sure how to say this. Oh God, this is harder then I thought and I knew it was going to be hard.

''Yeah?'' He asked. ''Go on...''

''I think I...'' I started ''I think I - I love you.''

There, I finally said it, next task, don't look into Mikes eyes. Those godamn sexy eyes of his.

He brought his hand to my chin and made me look up at him. We're insanly close, and I couldn't help myself, I swear I couldn't. Our lips gently touched...

I was snapped out of my memories again after tripping over a branch and fallng flat on my face. Ow, shit, my face. I got up. Those stupid kids ae laughing at me. Again. Damnit, I've walked past my house.

Once I finnally got home I went into the kitchen. My mom was sitting at the table, reading some fucked up magazine.

''Hey mom.'' I greeted sitting down opposite her.

''Hey hunnie'' She smilies then went back to reading her magazine.

I sat there for a few seconds then I got bored, so I stood up and was just about to go up to my room when my mom stopped me.

''Billie Joe'' She said. I turned to her. ''I got a call from Mr. Taylor. He said he wants me to go and talk to him about something tommorow once school is finished, and you have to be there. Any idea what it is we have to talk about?''

''Uhh, maybe?'' I said with a shakey grin.

''What?''

''You'll find out tommorow.'' I said and ran off to my room, locked the door and put on my music.