What If They Find Out

Bbbrrriiinnnggg!!! The bell rang, signally the end of the day. Slowly, I headed to my locker to pack up my things. On the way, I was tripped twice and called a fag at least seven times.

Once I had finished throwing everything into my bag, I walked to the exit. Suddenly I felt a hand on my shoulder. "Oh sorry, I was just going to tell you that I'm a little concerned," Mr. Way said taking his hand off of me. "About?" I mumbled. "Your grades. As of now you have D`s in all of your classes," he replied. "And?" I said, getting a little annoyed. If I wasn't home on time my dad would be pissed. "Well, I wanted to know if I could tutor you. For free even. I just don't want to see you fail," was his answer.

I thought about this for a second. Maybe if my grades improved my dad would be distracted and wouldn't hurt me anymore. Ever since he found out that I was gay, he had been beating me. "Okay, I'm free on Monday nights," I finally replied. "Okay, I will see you after school on Monday in my room," Mr. Way said with a smile. And with that I raced home, praying I'd be home on time.

Notes

Sorry about how short that was. I promise the next chapter will be longer. Well, tell me what you thought of my fist fic. Thank you if you read this. I appreciate the support. :)