"Jacob! Did you hear?! Megan is pregnant by the quarterback, Tucker!" Jacobs over excited best friend, Alex gossiped. He always knew what the newest gossip was.
"No Alex, I'm pretty sure Tucker doesn't even know yet. How do you even know these things?" Jacob questioned his blue eyed friend. Alex smiled slyly, placing a finger onto his lips in a 'shush' motion. "I have my ways." He stated, a unknown look plastered to his face.
Jacob seemed to find out things before anyone else can. In fact, he's probably one of the most nosy person in the whole damn school.How did I ever get stuck with him? Jacob thought, rolling his eyes as he started rubbing his temples in annoyance, feeling the beggining of a headache.
Alex, seemingly knowing what he was thinking wrapped a arm around his shoulders. "You know you love me!" He laughed, tugging the now lightly annoyed brown haired boy down the hall, fighting their way through other students trying to get to their class. Jacob looked around nervously, everyone and everything seemed to frighten him a bit, now grateful that he nearly had all his classes with Alex, Except one class; Gym. He shook off his thoughts and focused on where he was going, trying to memorize the way to their first period class, History.
Yippee Learning about dead people. Such fun Jacob thought sarcastically
Finally arriving their classroom, the pair walked in, after greeting the teacher the teacher they sat in the back.
where they proceded to agrue about which celebrities were the hottest."Taylor Launter is the hottest! Have you seen his eyes?!" Alex huffed crossing his arms in frustration.
Jacob rolled his eyes , scoffing. "He has the face of a donkey, That dude from 50 Shades Of Grey is hotter!" He exclaimed, not bothering to lower his voice. "Who the one dude that plays Christian Grey? He's as straight as a steel pole." It was Alex's turn to scoff."Steel poles can be bent,"
With that, the two bursted out into laughter. Now seeing the classroom began to fill up, Jacob examined their teacher. Reddish hair, golden brown skin, and dark brown friendly eyes. This man looked about 32. He could be a model if he wanted to. Tall and handsome.
"Alright class, My name is Mr. Johnson. David Johnson. Welcome to history, try not to fall asleep on me okay?" He joked, as the class responded with a few chuckles. "Moving on, how about we go around the class room and introduce ourselves, and tell an interesting fact about ourselves? I'll start. As you know my name David, last name Johnson, I'm 35, and I love to singing, I'm here because I love kids, and I love history. Any questions?" He asked after he was finished. Instantly Half of the class raised their hands eager to be called on.
"So many hands...you, in the red tank top." He pointed to a girl in a bright red, two sizes too small tank top that left nothing to the imagination, blonde hair with highlights, and had so much make up on you'd think she ran away from the circus!
Megan stood up, tugging her top down, flashing the teacher a seductive smile,"Are you single?" She flirted (or at least attempted to. )Mr. Johnson nearly cringed at the sight of her cleavage nearly bursting out of the top. Clearing his throat . "Yes, although I don't see why you would want to know that." He replied, as he motioned for the slutty girl to sit down. Huffing, Megan sat down, crossing her arms as she sulked.
After answering a few more questions, he announced it was time to introduced ourselves.He pointed directly to Alex. The blue eyed boy stood up and cleared his throat.
"My name is Alex Withers, I'm 17 and I like dick. Rainbow pride!" He stated proudly, fist pumping in the air.
"Also I'm a freak in the bed, right Mason?" He smirked directing his attention to the jock in the middle row. The poor boy turned a shade of red. "Awe..50 shades of red!" Alex laughed at his own joke, sitting back down.Next was Jacob's turn.
He stood up and muttered, "My names is Jacob Anders, I'm almost eighteen and I'm gay also," he shrugged lightly seeing no point in introducing himself. Sitting back down beside his friend, who in return gave him a blank look.
"Really Jacob! That's all you said? You didn't tell them how great you are at twerking!" Alex exclaimed, waving his hands dramatically, making the class burst out into laugher.Shut. Up. Jacob thought bitterly, glaring at the boy. Wanting nothing more than to rip his tongue out of his idiotic friends mouth.
He placed his head down onto the desk willing the class to go by quickly.
Apparently luck was on his side today because just as the next person starting introducing themself. The Bell rang signalling the period was over."Well thanks to Alex, the time went by rather quickly. Have a nice day, you're dismissed." Mr. johnson laughed, waving the students off.
As the pair made their way out of the classroom, Jacob thumped the boys head.
"Oww!" Alex drawled out wincing, whining. As he rubbed his head. "What was that for?""You embarrassed me!"
"I spoke the truth!"
"You talked about my ass!"
"It's bubbly!"
"Why do you look at my ass?!"Jacob sighed warily, face palming, as they made their way to Mathematics, where the same thing happened all over again, again and again with all his classes.
By the time he had gym, he was about ready to slaughter Alex, then dump his body into a lake. Walking into the locker room which already smelt of sweat, resisting the urge to cover his nose, he looked for his locker 212 until he found it, quickly putting in his combination, 26-19-4 after successfully opening his locker (on the fifth try) he began getting undressed, just as he took of his shirt, he felt something, no someone staring at him. Stealing a quick glance over his shoulder his eyes met with a raven haired, dark eyed lad. The unknown boy licked his lips at the brown haired boy causing him to turn red. Very red. He quickly turned around and proceeded to dress.
Who's THAT? thought
POV; Jacob.
Just as I turned around ready to go out to the gym, I was bumped into a wall, when I mean wall, I mean chest, when I mean chest , I mean the chest of the Greek god with a bod who was staring at me with those chocolate brown eyes. Taking a shaky breath, i casted my eyes onto his, looking up at his over towering frame, his eyes drilled Into mine as I looked away, uneasily I took a step back feeling as though I was prey, and I was about to be eaten. Only to have my back meet my locker.
Fuck!
Panicking, I looked back up at him, seeing that he was closer than he was before.
"Hello gorgeous," his deep, raspy voice purred lowly into my ear sendng shivers of pleasure down my spine.
His hand snaked around my wrists, pushing them above my head. "Whats your name?" He asked, pressing himself against me as I tried to struggle out of his grasp.
Deciding to lie, I replied quickly. "Shawn" just as those words flew out of my mouth, I regretted It. His eyes darkened; if possible, in desire, and anger. Something about him screamed danger.
"I don't like when people lie to me. Now I'm going to ask you again, what is your name?" He growled out, Staring at me, almost daring me to lie and disobey him again.
"Jacob.." I sighed, giving up. No point in lying again, that would just get me into deeper shit.
He smirked, repeating my name. "Jacob.." I almost shivered when he spoke my name. I liked the way it rolled off my tongue. In my thoughts, I didn't notice the pair of lips on my neck until I felt a sharp pain. I gasped, arching my back unnoticeably. "W-what are you doing? Get off!" I gasped out, feeling his tongue on my now burning flesh. Biting and licking at the skin, he pulled away, blowing his breath over the mark.
"Well Jacob. You're now mine." With that he left out of the locker room. Deciding to skip gym, I quietly and quickly redressed into my normal clothing, rushing to the bathroom, where a huge purple-ish, blue-ish mark was visible on my collar bone. I quickly zipped up my sweater, where it thankfully his the mark.
The one thing I thought at the moment was;I'm fucked. Then I remembered his words. Mine.
Cross that.
I'm double fucked.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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Owned By Him
FanfictionJacob Anders, 17. Your average homosexual teenager. Meet Andrew Johnson. Gay, misguided and a troublemaker. Andrew can't help but to be captivated by the small beauty known as Jacob. Everything about him, from head to his toe is surely going ma...