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Two

Knox

The fucking dipshit can't even stay up on his own two feet, I think as I glare down at Corbin, the scrawny new guy.

I say new, but it's been here for a few months now, since the beginning of school.

“Holy shii—take mushrooms," I hear him say as I watch Colt attempt to help him up, but he ends up falling back down on his scrawny ass when the headmaster walks up.

“Is there a problem here?” The headmaster asks. I don't take my attention away from Corbin as I watch his face turn beat red when he notices that I'm watching him and I hope he can see how irritated that I am that this both interrupted Colt and mine's conversation, but also that it's going to make us late if this shit doesn't hurry up.

“Mother forker!” Corbin cries, his choice of words causing me to roll my eyes. Grow some balls and just say fuck, it's not like it's that hard, I internally growl, growing more and more irritated by the second.

“Shit,” I hear Colt shout, eyes widening when he realizes that he’d just cussed in front of the headmaster.

Pussy, I think, smirking as I watch him try to cover the slip up, “Dang it! Sorry.” He says quickly, looking at Headmaster Taylor. Having had enough and needing to get to class, I give Colt a head nod when he glances my direction and continue on down the hall towards my history class.

By the time the bell at the end of class has rung, Colt still hasn't shown up and I figure that he must have had to take the little pussy to the nurses office. God, what a fucking whimp.

Knox: Did the little pussy need his hand held as Nurse Joy showed him why everyone really calls her that?

Colt: He wishes she'd suck his cock.

Knox: Bitch sucks like a fucking hoover.

Colt: Like you know. I’m the one that told you that, asshole.

Touché, I think, realizing that he's right. It was him that told me that instead of one of the other guys. I wouldn't touch that with a ten foot pole. I get enough pussy from the girls the next town over, I don't need to shit where I sleep.

Knox: Fuck, you got me there. Will you be in Chem, or do I need to take notes for you?

Colt: Cover for me please. Joy is making him stay to make sure he doesn't have a reaction to the meds she gave him. I'll see you at lunch.

Knox: Pussy

Colt: Jealous

Knox: Hardly

Slipping my phone back into my pocket, I shift my bag on my back and head towards Chem class, already ready for this day to be over with. All I want is to be out on the court, shooting hoops, running drills, and being in my element. School just happens to be a necessary evil.

"What's up man?" Gentry asks as I slide into the desk next to him.

"Not much, ready for this fucking day to be bloody over with already." I tell him honestly.

"You going to the party tonight over in Berkshire?" He asks, pulling his book, notebook and pens from his backpack.

Doing the same, I nod in response and then lean back in my desk and close my eyes, blowing out a breath, desperately needing to relax.

"You need to get laid, bro." Gentry tells me, chuckling.

Opening my eyes, I find him watching me with a smirk on his face, "Don't I bloody fucking know it." I tell him in response just as Mr. Corcoran makes his way into the classroom.

"I hope you guys did the homework assigned to you guys last night, because if not, today's assignment isn't going to make any sense whatsoever." Corcoran says, jumping right into teaching mode.

Several of the other guys groan from around the classroom, either because they didn't do the assignment or because they didn't understand the assignment but tried to bullshit their way through it anyway.

"Oh, don't go bellyaching on me now. I'll try to help you guys out where I can, but I won't do the work for you." Corcoran tells us, then turns to the chalkboard behind me and picks up a piece of chalk. For being such a nice and expensive establishment, you would think that they would have upgraded their classrooms so that they no longer had chalkboards and old school overhead projectors, but apparently all the money goes to things other than classroom maintenance.

We all dive right into the lesson, and I try to take the best notes that I possibly can for Colt but decide to use the recording app on my phone just as a backup, in case I miss something that Corcoran says. He tends to talk faster than I can legibly write, as do most of our teachers I suppose.

The shrill ring of a cell phone interrupts Mr. Corcoran’s lesson, and he pins us all with a glare, "Whose phone is that?" he asks, taking in each student before him. "You all know that phones are not allowed during class unless they are being used to record, as Mr. Ayers seems to be doing." he says to the class as the phone quiets down and then begins to ring out again.

"Oh, for heaven’s sake!" He growls and rolls his eyes in irritation as he begins making his way through the desks, following the sound of the ringing phone until he's at his desk and pulling his own ringing cell phone out from his man purse setting in his desk chair.

"Sorry class," he says, looking genuinely apologetic, "but I have to take this." Then he steps out of the classroom. As soon as the door shuts behind him, the entire classroom breaks out in loud chatter.

"So, you going to hook up with one of your usuals tonight?" Gentry asks, bringing up the party again, "or are you thinking of finding something new to try out?"

He is such a dork but next to Colt, he's one of my best friends.

"I don't know." I say, shrugging, "I guess we will see who catches my eye once we get there."

"I got you," he says, nodding his head and grinning at me.

"What can I say, I try to keep things casual" I tell him, thinking about the last girl I had and how she didn't seem to get the memo that I don't come back around for seconds. "If I didn't keep it to a one and done rule, I'd have girls falling all over themselves trying to get a piece of me." I tell him honestly.

"So cocky." He chuckles, pointing at me.

"Not cocky, just honest." I tell him truthfully, glancing at the door, wondering if Corcoran is going to be back before the end of class bell rings.

"Besides, you have girls falling all over themselves to get a piece of you even with the no repeats rule." Gentry says, sounding slightly jealous.

"Can't help it," I say shrugging, "I'd be happy to send them your way if you'd like."

"I can get my own pussy," he's quick to say, nearly snapping at me, and for a moment I wonder what crawled up his ass, but then he says, "but thanks, I appreciate the offer."

"Always willing to help my fellow brothers get their cocks wet," I joke just as Corcoran bustles back into the classroom, looking slightly freaked out.

"Sorry class, but I have to leave. The headmaster said to go ahead and dismiss you guys to lunch early seeing as how there's only five minutes left of class." As he says this, he grabs his murse and his coat and rushes back towards the door. "You guys have a nice weekend, and whatever you do, be safe."

"Awe, isn't he thoughtful." Gentry snickers as he loads his stuff back into his backpack. Glancing around, his brows furrow, "Where's Colt at, by the way?" he asks, as if just now noticing his absence.

"He had to go to see Nurse Joy," I say, wagging my eyebrows at him and grinning. He knows all about Colt's sexcapades with the school nurse, and we all love to give him hell about it. "He's going to meet us in the cafeteria at lunch."

"I don't get it," Gentry says, shaking his head, "he could get pussy anytime he wants, pussy that isn't almost double our age. What does he see in her?"

"First off, he does get pussy anytime he wants. And secondly, he says that as an older woman, she's able to teach him things that he can't learn from girls our age." As we head out of the classroom, he sidles up next to me and I throw my arm around his neck and ball my hand into a fist and begin rubbing my knuckles against his head.

"Fuck! Fuck! Stop!" He says, trying to shove me off and knocking us into some of the other students in the process.

I just laugh and shove him back as we make our way towards the cafeteria.

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