Date: Fri, 16 Jun 2006 12:28:37 -0700
From: Dean <adsherrill@msn.com>
Subject: When Nothing Goes Right, Chapter 3, Gay/Highschool

Disclaimer- this story involves the love of two males so if this offends u
then don't read.  This story is totally fiction and not meant to reflect on
anyone. And all the usual stuff applies lol.

Author's Note- Hey you guys this is my first attempt at a gay themed story,
so bare with me and send feed back, tell me if I suck or if I'm any good,
this will be a short story with about 12 maybe more chapters, so I hope u
guys enjoy.

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      When Nothing Goes Right
      Chapter 3

      Zander had regained consciousness by the time the ambulance
showed up. He was sent straight to the hospital while I was sent straight
to the principal's office. I was still shocked by what I had done. I was
feeling really guilty, but yet there was this other feeling. I don't know
exactly what it was, but I think I felt hurt. Hurt?  I think it hurt me to know
that I actually caused Zander pain. All I could think about was if he was
alright and hoping that I didn't cause him too much damage.

	How weird is that though, before the thought of him made me sick,
but I think that underneath all of that there were still these feelings that I
didn't understand. It was like I couldn't breathe and felt all tingly inside,
but what he did to me helped to bury those feelings with the over
powering feeling of hate towards him. But now those feeling have grown
stronger and it really hurt me that I caused someone who gave me
those butterflies, pain.

	"Never, in all my years of being principal at this school have I ever
witness such a hate crime in these walls of my school." Principal Snider
said to me, breaking me out of my thoughts.

      I frowned, "Hate crime? Sir...." I started

	"This school is supposed to be a place of open-mindedness, a
place where students are free to be themselves, and I will not tolerate
this kind of violence. You may have your opinions about certain peoples'
lifestyles but you keep them to yourself....."

	"Sir," I said interrupting him. "I didn't hit him because he was gay,
that doesn't mean anything to me. Gay people don't bother me at all. I'm
sorry I hit him, you don't know how sorry I am about. I was just having a
rough week." I said with a lot of sincerity.

	"Then tell me what this was all about, you know I have half a mind
to expel you." Principal Snider said fuming.

      "It's probably what I deserve." I said sadly thinking about Zander.

      "You're fortunate enough that someone spoke in your defense.
They say you've been having a bad time, people talking about you.
Does this happen to have anything to do with why you threw Mr. Daniels
down the stairs?" He asked softening his voice a little bit.

      "Well all I meant to do was hit him, I didn't mean for him to go
down like that. And well...yeah he sort of started a rumor that gave me
really bad week. Everyone was sort of hitting on my last nerve with all
the teasing that I just sort of took all of my anger out on him, which was
no excuse I know. I just wasn't thinking clearly and now I feel soo bad
for what I did." I said miserably.

      Principal Snider just stared at me awhile as if considering me in
what I was saying. Then there was a knock on the door.

      "Come in." he said looking towards the door as my parents walked
into the room, both looked extremely angry with me.

      "Mr. and Mrs. Ortiz come have a seat, umm Skyler, if you could
please kindly wait outside while I talk things over with your parents."

      "Sure." I said, my eyes locked with my mother's disapproving
ones.

      I picked up my bag and headed for the door. I turned to take one
more look at my parents as they sat down, then left the room to wait.
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	"He's had a little head trauma; there is some brain damage, but
not a lot. At this point we will not be able to see the kind of effects it will
have, but I don't think any drastic change will show. All we can do now
is wait." The doctor said in the hospital room that Zander was staying in,
"I want to keep here for a little observation."

	"For how long will that be?" Mrs. Daniels asked putting a hand on
her sleeping son's arm.

	"At most a week." The doctor stated

	"Ok doctor whatever you think is best." Mr. Daniels said on the
other side of Zander's bed looking down at his son. "Is it normal for him
to be going in and out of consciousness like this?"

	"Yes it is, he just needs some rest and we will do what we can with
him. I have other patients so I'll leave you two alone with him." The
doctor said making some final checks with the I.V. and his notes, then
leaving the room.

	"Look at him; I swear this is the reason why I wish he wasn't gay,
being gay-bashed in his own school." Mrs. Daniels said

	"Well, like I said before, we can't change who he is. We have to
support him." Mr. Daniels snapped at her.

	"I do support him, how could you say I don't. I love my son, I just
don't want this life for him. This won't be the last time he's exposed to
hate, and it could be worst the next time around." She snapped back at
him raising her voice.

	"We have no choice, he is what he is, and you've got to accept
that." He said raising his voice too.

	"I do accept him,..." she started.

	"Mom? Dad?" Zander said opening his eyes.

	"Look what you did." Mrs. Daniels whispered to her husband then
looked down to her son. "I'm sorry we woke you up honey."

	Mr. Daniels gave her a frown, "What I did....."

	"Look, let's not do this here, okay!" Mrs. Daniels said giving him a
pointed look.

	Mr. Daniels suddenly looked apologetic as he looked down at his
son.

	"Are you guys still fighting about me?" Zander asked sadly as a
tear rolled down his cheek.

      Mrs. Daniels took on a sympathetic look as she reached down and
brushed the hair away from his forehead. "No, no honey we're sorry.
Don't worry about your dad and me, okay? Just get better. Everything's
gonna be okay so don't worry."

	Zander nodded but he knew better, ever since he had come out to
them back in his freshman year, they had been having problems. They
told him they were okay with it, but he would hear them arguing more
than they used too. Over the years it got worst and he knew that their
marriage was failing and he couldn't help to think that it was all his fault.

      This was another reason he had for giving up on love. To him love
just didn't exist anymore, his parents being proof of that and his many
failed relationships. He had hoped in the past that true love could be
found, but now he knew all that love was, all it is was a fairy tale,
something make believe.

      His mom kissed him on the head and his father gave his shoulder
a reassuring squeeze.

      "Don't worry honey, we are not gonna let that basher get away
with this. We will press charges on this Skyler Ortiz" Mrs. Daniels told
him determinedly.

      "Basher?" Zander asked confused.

      He knew he probably deserved that punch he had gotten, but
thinking about it got him pissed off. He had gotten knocked out and
probably embarrassed at school for trying to apologize in the first place.
He decided to go along with this gay basher theory. Payback is a bitch.

      "I hope he pays for what he did to me." He said trying to pull off his
sad face to hide the smirk that threatened to show up on his face.

      "Don't worry son, he will!" Mr. Daniels said.
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	"You're suspended for two weeks." My mom stated as we got into
the car.

	"It would have been more, if I didn't talk him down some." My dad
said, his Hispanic accent getting stronger because of his anger.

	I think they were both surprised, and also shocked because I had
never gotten in trouble before, as I always had kept to myself.

	"He said you've been having problems at school, is that true
sweetie?" my mom asked.

      She was trying to make sense of all of this from my point of view. I
just sat quietly, looking out the window, not knowing what to say or do
and too afraid to look in my parents direction in the front seats.

      "Why didn't you come talk to us. This all could have been avoided.
You can't keep stuff like that to yourself." She said

      "I'm sorry you guys, I just really wasn't thinking. I definitely didn't
mean for him to fall down the stairs like that. I feel soo bad." I said
fighting the tears that were trying to come down. I definitely didn't want
to cry in front of them.

      "That still doesn't excuse what you did, Joel. Believe me you're in
big trouble." My father said to me.

      "The first thing you're gonna do is apologize to that boy. We're
going straight to the hospital right now to make things right." my mother
stated matter-of-factly.

      "We are?" my father and I said at the same time confused.

      "Yes we are, we don't want his parents to think our boy has bad
home training. I didn't raise you to be like this." She said

      I had no problem with that. I really did want to apologize to
Zander, but at the same time I was sort of scared to face him again.
Those butterflies were back full force.

      As the hospital came into view I had already gone through so
many different ways of apologizing to him. I was so nervous though, I
mean how could I face him after putting him in here. I just hoped that he
would forgive me. I don't know why, but I just felt like I really needed his
forgiveness.

      We entered the waiting room and went up to the women behind
the desk.

      "Hello, we were wondering where we might find a Zander Daniels."
My mother stated.

      "One second please." The women said, typing into the computer.
After a few seconds she asked, "Are you guys family?"

      "Um, no." my mother said

      "Well Mr. Daniels won't be having any visitors today."

      "Oh ok, well thank you." My mother said disappointedly and
turning to face us.

      "Well I guess we can try tomorrow." She said

      "Excuse me, we're you just asking for Zander Daniels" a women
said sitting in one of the chairs. She seemed to be waiting for something
or someone.

      "Um yes, we're trying to see how he's doing and want to try to
make things right." my mother said

       "Well I'm his mother, what exactly are you trying to make right?"
she asked suspiciously.

      "Oh you are? Good! We just don't want you to think badly of our
son and want you to understand that this was all just a simple
misunderstanding. Skyler is there something you want to say?" my mom
asked suddenly focusing all the attention to me.

      "I...um....I..." I tried to start but was cut off.

      "I don't want to hear anything your son has to say, and I think it
would be best for you all to just leave." Zander's mom said.

      "But if you would just listen, maybe we could all get past this. We
are really sorry about what happened to your son." My mom said
standing her ground.

      "I don't think your son gay-bashing my son is a misunderstanding,
that's just hate and your son will definitely get what he deserves. We'll
see you in court." Zander's mom said fuming

      Oh god, now I'm in trouble with the law, how can my life get any
worst?

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