Secretly In Love with My Highschool Bully

It's our first year of high school and our parents have decided that I and Ryan are going to be in the same high school, Saber Hills International High(SHIH). Now sharing a school between me and my childhood buddy ain't a problem but not if that said buddy seems to have a problem with me. Gavin has been behaving a bit weird lately and I have tried chalking it up to nerves of starting high school but it's becoming too much.For example yesterday, I went over to his house to tell him we were going to the nook since we usually go together only for Mrs.Montague to tell me he ain't around which I know for sure is a big fat lie because he's bicycle was right there at the door. And to top it all off, I saw him peeping out his window as I rode back home.The mere fact that such indents have been going ok for a while now have made me suspicious and now this one simply cements the fact that something is wrong somewhere. "Gav baby, you good?" mom asks snapping her fingers infront of my face.I h

It's been two weeks since I heard The conversation and If say I am okay, I will be lying. Every night I ruminate and ponder what could have made Ryan turn on me and fail to even say a word of defense in my stead but I just can't seem to arrive at an answer. Being called a sissy is not even that bad since I have been called worse but being called that when a person I trusted with my back is there and he doesn't do anything makes it very painful. Mom and Aunt Elise seem to have noticed the rift between me and Ryan but they are taking their time in intervening. That's our moms for you. They love at their own pace but when they do strike , it's to hit the nail on the head.Anyways as classes started , I was immediately chosen as the class president for our class and all the teachers seem to like me which kinda makes the whole Ryan thing little easier. Of course being a teachers pet ain't the most glorious thing but hey I ain't complaining.Today's morning class is self study and what mak

The holiday kicks off and I use my time to read all the novels I have been pushing aside, my series that I am woefully behind on and of course the events I missed out on. If you don't already know, I am an avid Cdrama fan, a certified bl lover and of course a face con. One week in to the holiday, Mom and Aunt Elise start making subtle moves that they seem to think aren't very obvious.First, Mom sends me to Ryan's home to deliver pie that she says "she made too much" and I just go along with it .Then Aunt Elise also sends Ryan to our house with a basket of fruits which she claims to have bought too many. When they see that these covert techniques don't seem to be working, they organize a little gathering between our families. I try to decline joining but Mom literally drags me there completely ignoring my opinion.We get there and we find Aunt Elise in the kitchen with Uncle James helping her to cut potatoes."Good afternoon, Mr. and Mrs. Montague." I say by way of greeting."Good

Tuesday rolls in looking and feeling good. I enter school with a pep in my step, actually smiling as I walk towards my locker. I wait for a little while, and soon I hear those peppy steps I know so well. I turn to see Ceci hopping towards me as usual. “Well, well, well… someone looks happy today,” she says, arching her eyebrow. “I actually am. Considering yesterday’s situation, I thought I’d be feeling down today, but for some reason, I’m just really happy,” I tell her with a shrug. I close my locker, and we head towards our science class. Mr. Kepner, our science teacher, might not be strict about lateness, but that man holds grudges. Last semester, just because Osbert—one of Ryan’s blockhead friends—came late to class, he made him do a personalized test covering everything he had taught while Osbert was absent. To this day, I haven’t seen him come late again—and that’s saying something, considering how these footballers act like divas. We soon reach the classroom, and it’s alrea

I immediately start organizing the study materials we are going to need for the tutoring session, and along with them, I tidy up my room as soon as I get upstairs. A while later, I head back downstairs only to realize that Mom is home.Today she is dressed in a green dress that complements her figure quite well. However, she doesn’t look good at all, and my heart drops because my mom is not the kind of person to wear her emotions on her face. If she isn’t even bothering to hide them today, then it must be bad.“Hey, Mom. Good evening. What’s wrong?” I say as I move toward her and give her a one-armed hug.“Just the usual, baby. How was school?” she asks, giving me a wan smile, her beautiful brown eyes dull.“The clients are being difficult again?” I ask knowingly.“Yep.”“Why can’t you just drop them?”“We already signed a contract, baby. I can’t just go back on it.”“I sometimes wish you were a bit unprincipled, you know. I hate seeing you like this,” I say with a sigh.“But baby, it