Rich's Pov

When I fell asleep last night, I had expected to wake up with a terrible hangover. But thank goodness, I only woke up with a headache.

I listened to music as I got ready for school, putting my books and pens in my bag. I was just leaving my room when I got a message from someone. I pulled my phone out of my pocket only to find a message from Michael Mell.

It read: Hey Rich, I hope you don't have too much of a hangover from last night.

Seeing his name brought back memories from last night.

I fucking kissed Michael Mell. He kissed back. And the worst part was that I actually liked it.

I slapped myself in the forehead.

"You idiot!" I mumbled at myself under my breath.

How do I, Richard Goranski, like Michael Mell? It just doesn't make any sense.

But the greater question may be why he would like me in the first place.

I have this stupid lisp, and I've been such an asshole to him and Jeremy from day one. Michael was also drunk last night though, so maybe he was confused and didn't mean to kiss back?

I decided that I'd better answer him so I send a message saying: Yeah, I just have a headache. Good luck at school today.

After that, I turned off my phone and focused on getting to class on time, trying to forget about how much I like Michael Mell.