Creekington High's Pretty Boy (BXB)

FOUR

I let out a sigh of relief before stepping into my new-found home. Grey laid asleep on his bed. A sight that has become quite common to me. The young man always seemed to be resting his eyes. His beautiful, dark, almost black, eyes that held so much damn pain.

I almost felt guilt waking him up. Almost.

"It better be dinner time." He threatened with an uneasy tone

"No," I shrugged sitting on the edge of his bed, "It's time for you to explain why you let Mario think we're together."

"Fuck, just let me take my nap."

"No."

"Fox, please."

It honestly surprised me that he had used my name. The term 'pretty boy' has kind of become a tradition when referring to me. Maybe it was growing on me a bit. But I will not let my guard down yet. Questions need to be answered.

"No. I'll let you rest when you explain."

"Fine." He pouted sitting up in bed, rubbing his eyes, squinting slightly at the change of light. Very cute if you ask me. "I'm sure your school had a social hierarchy, right?"

"Yes." I nodded furrowing my eyebrows. Confused at to what he was implying.

"It's no different here. It's worse actually." He rubbed his nose sighing once again, "Theres clicks. They never end well. Some of those clicks are more powerful than others. Mario, he's pretty damn powerful."

"Why?" I found myself asking

"Kids here sell drugs to other kids. The drugs come in through the staff. Mario and his crew run it."

My mouth hung open at his statement. He said it so carelessly. Yet it was such a big thing. This school is supposed to take us away from things like that.

"He asked you to be in it to probably do something to get the staff to give more. You're a hot guy. So, they probably wanted to use to you know, fuck."

"I don't understand."

"I'm not explaining that shit again. Too tired."

I rolled my eyes at his carelessness. This guy sleeps at least twelve hours a day. How the hell is he so tired?

"Jared said something about be being wanted around school."

"And?" He grumbled in a much harsher tone making me flinch

"Is what he said true."

"I guess. I've heard a few things about guys wanted head from you."

"Oh." I blushed, "Uh- why?"

"Pretty face." He said plainly. I didn't know if it were a compliment or just what he heard. Either way, it made my stomach feel tight.

"I still don't understand why you let Mario think that."

"Mario is a piece of shit. Getting him away from you makes things easier. If he sees you are not available he will leave you alone."

"But-"

"Oh my God!" He rolled his eyes flopping over on his bed so he was now buried under the covers, facing the wall, "Will you stop talking?"

I sighed getting up, going to my desk, putting in my headphones, then beginning on my homework. It was fairly simple. Only math gave me homework. It's the first day, so I'm surprised I have any.

Only five questions. So not too bad. The questions were drawn out. Have to show my work. But only five.

I could already tell by the first day that the work load here would not be as bad as they lead on. The teachers care here. At my old school it did not bother the teachers whether or not the students passed.