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Rock 'n' Roll High School

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The rest of the Indies came to see them after class, accompanied by a few of the punks. Andy had brought Lorna, who had in turn brought Johnny Rotten and Olga.

“So, you two are going out now?” Lorna asked, sitting on Andy’s lap, one of their basses draped across her own.

Johnny nodded, wrapping his arms around Morrissey’s waist.

“I thought you hated sex,” Ian said to Morrissey.

“But I like Johnny,” Morrissey replied, grinning as his boyfriend nuzzled against his neck.

“I guess everyone’s coupling up,” Ian said, looking around at their friends. He turned to Mike, “Looks like it’s just you and me left, huh?”

“Actually, I have to go,” Mike told them, standing up.

“What, got a hot date?” Johnny smirked. When Mike didn’t reply, he continued in an accusing tone, “You do, don’t you?”

“I do not!” he replied, reddening, “I have tutoring...”

“Gross, Mike. That’s gross. You can’t date Mr. Costello! He’s a teacher!” Andy told him, scrunching his nose.

“I’m eighteen, it’s legal!” Mike insisted, “Plus, it’s not like he can get fired, he’s not employed by the school.”

“Wait, he’s not?”

“No, didn’t you ever wonder why no one really knows what he teaches? Plus, he’s only, like, twenty.”

“I figured he was hired to just wander around the campus during the day, giving people advice.”

“They gave me credit to follow him around for fourth period last year,” Olga piped in.

“Yeah but he’s not on any official documents. I have to go or I’ll be late,” Mike told them, walking out the door.

“Mike’s weird,” Andy said matter-of-factly.

“I think it’s cute,” Robert told him, “Him and Mr. Costello.”

“Gross,” Andy muttered. “Has anyone heard anything from Darby since he left?”

“I actually got a phone call from him this morning,” Lorna told them, “He’s got this whole plan and he wants me to help him. Pat already went to join him but I’m going to wait until I graduate at the end of the year.”

“What are you guys going to do?” Johnny Rotten asked.

“I don’t know. He didn’t really say, but apparently it’s going to be big.”

While the others were talking, Johnny began to unwrap a bar of chocolate, nibbling at it absentmindedly.

“Johnny, you’ve got chocolate all over your face- again,” Morrissey frowned.

“Sorry,” Johnny mumbled around a full mouth. The others laughed as he shrugged, ignoring the mess.

Morrissey chuckled, pressing a quick kiss to the tip of Johnny’s chocolate-smeared nose before darting out his tongue to lick away the worst of it.

Johnny froze, staring at him wide-eyed as everyone’s laughter filled the room, except for Andy’s loud retching sounds.

“Ew! You’re gross, Morrissey. Gross,” Andy insisted, standing and pulling Lorna with him. “We’ve got to go anyway. We have a test tomorrow with Mr. Entwistle and we need to study.”

“Yeah, we should head out too,” John and Olga agreed, following them.

They all said their goodbyes as Robert and Ian both departed as well.

Johhny and Morrissey were left alone, sitting quietly beside each other, each slowly and unconsciously reaching for the other. They smiled when their eyes met in the small space between them, then the space lessened as their hands met, and they Morrissey wrapped his fingers around those of the smaller boy. Then their lips met and their was no space between them at all, only skin and sighs and smiles.

“I love you,” Morrissey whispered, breaking away. “Sorry it took so long to figure out.”

“Shut up,” Johnny grinned, fitting their mouths together again.