NATHAN'S POV:
I hate life.
There is nothing good about it honestly. I already want to drop out of school and cry.. okay? I wanna cry. I SAID I WANNA CRY, OKAY? Yet, it's only the first 10 minutes of 8th grade.
"Attention everyone," The teacher, Mrs. Laqueva said, pounding her penis onto the table to get our attention. She smirks proudly as she watches it bounce up and down. It's vieny, and I suck it.
I'm not gay, okay? OKAY?
"Today is a chill day. I'll just be going over the syllabus, but before that, I will ass your seats, OKAY?" She asks, stroking her dick.
I wanna eat it like I eat my atomic mass.. I mean ass.
I make eye contact with this guy from my old elementary school, and he's also looking at the shalabingbong dick, and I see his bulge rise. i see it rise.
"First assignment... EVERYONE STRIP NAKED!" Mrs. Laqueva says as she takes off her unibrow, her full name is Flatima Laqueva. So sexy I orgasm. Her rolls that appear as she lifts her shirt remind me of the time back in my stripping days when J would lick the pole.
YEAHHHHHH, I'm 14.
I am a Nazi.
I am undercover to take the Jews back... those ugly ass motherfuckers. Gonna put them in concentration camps after this mission.
Mrs. Laqueva starts moving people around, and I smirk when I sí all the girls' boobies jiggle when they walk, and I wanna lick them, okay?
Okay.
"...Janet and Nathan, come sit here." She slaps her hand onto the desk in the back of the classroom. I look over at the girl, Janet, who looks at me 1cm shalabingbong and gags.
Ouch.
She has pretty nice pancakes... I wonder what my syrup would look like over those pancakes. No! I can't that of that. It seems like she already doesn't like me... so I don't like her. She's built like weed anyway.
420.
I grab my bag and waddle over to the desk, sitting down and my dick jiggles when I sit. That shit looks nasty, these pubic hairs make it look rancid.
Pubic hair kink? 😼
"Stop, in the name of the law!" A few
voices scream as they burst into the classroom.
"Hands up, Flatima. You've been arrested for
being a Jew. The ghetto." They roll their eyes.She giggles, "I'm muslim." She starts to prance,
like Lance, his hand is in his underpants. But he
can't do that because it's a myth. "I am a
German folk."The cops look at her suspiciously before
nodding, stripping naked and leaving... their
butt cheeks on display. Hot? Yes."You're so weird." Janet rolls her eyes,
gesturing to me 1cm that stands up straight.
well it's a little curvy.. don't judge bookie bear"Shut the fuck up u Jew ass piece of shit." I yell,
slapping her in the face. "You shebami
dandelion bitch ass how ass motherfucker dandelion lou." I yank her hair, and pull her
towards the sink in the corner of the room. I fill
the sink up with water before dunking her head
in it and I start singing. "Luckily, luckily,
luckily yeah... location drop now pedal to the
floor..""SWIM." I yell, and I hear her struggle to
breathe. I can tell she's about to organism from
this. And I can tell she's a hiker, because people
be like her, and she be getting higher, because
she a biker.And with that, class is over.
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CHEMISTRY | enemies to lovers
General FictionIN WHICH - janet and nathan are in each other's chemistry class, and they absolutely hate each other.