James Hobbs' School for Troubled Boys (Old Version)

JHS4TB: Chapter Seven

JHS4TB: Chapter Seven

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Lucian’s P.O.V

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            “Zaynie~! Stop it; the guys could be back any minute from class…AH!” Zayn bit at my exposed collarbone, making me moan and wiggle my hips off the bed that we were laying on. Zayn had decided to have a make out session during our fifth period study hall that was before lunch; he pulled me to our dorm room and threw me on my bed, before he proceeded to attack my neck with his teeth. The boys would be back to the room, before lunch, to drop off their books and grab the ones they need for their last class and their group consoling session. I didn’t want to be found in the position, my hands stuck behind my back with my shirt and Zayn’s mouth attached to my neck, he was making the naughtiest sounds. Zayn moved from my neck down to one of my nipples and a purred, I thrashed my arms around and managed to get them free of my shirt, before I threaded my fingers into Zayn’s hair. I know I was supposed to be making Zayn stop but it felt too good, I couldn’t make him stop when I wanted it as bad as he did, it would be unfair to the both of us. Zayn had just wedged his hand into my underwear, when the bedroom door was thrown open and Ed walked in, throwing his books onto his bed. I scrambled away from Zayn, using the sheet on my bed to cover myself up, staring wide eyed at Ed.

            “Oops, sorry guys, didn’t know you were in here…There was no sock on the door, Zayn, it was the rule you came up with.” Ed said as he reached under his bed and pulled out his pre-calculus book, grabbing a random beanie of the top of a dresser before leaving the room.

            “I WAS A LITTLE TOO BUSY TO WORRY ABOUT A BLOODY SOCK!” Zayn screamed after Ed and I giggled slightly, sure this had been an awkward situation but Zayn’s reaction was adorable, how did I eat up with a boyfriend like him? Harry and Niall quickly entered the room, dropping their books onto their beds and grabbing their math book, Liam was the last one to enter real quickly and grabbed his chemistry book. I had chemistry too but I asked Liam to tell our teacher I was sick, so I could spend the time before consoling with Zayn. Zayn stood up and placed a sock over the door knob of the bedroom door, before he came back over to my bed. I dropped the sheet I had been holding to cover myself with and crawled on top of Zayn, straddling his lap and rolling my underwear covered groin against his. I began to lightly kiss at his neck as I snuck my hands under his shirt, running them along his abs, before I pulled it off him completely. “Lucy, baby, I honestly think the mood is ruined.” Zayn mumbled out at me as I began to suck on his ear, nibbling on it from time to time, until I heard Zayn groan. “Fine, I get it, you want to continue and we shall.” I giggled at Zayn, before I kissed him on the mouth, quickly snaking my tongue into his mouth and rubbing against his tongue. He moved us, so I was lying on the bed again and Zayn was on top of me, licking hotly into my mouth. I shivered in pleasure and the thought of what was to come, making love with Zayn was of my favorite things, besides unicorns and rainbows that is.

            “Do these pants make my butt look big? Because I like my bubbly butt but I don’t want it to look like a Godzilla arse, yano?” I looked at Louis, who was trying on his MJ costume but the fake black jeans were really tight and did make his butt look big, not a bad big though: so I told him that and he smiled happily. The red (fake leather) jacket looked nice on him, along with the tight black t-shirt; I liked his outfit a lot. My outfit was weird and I sort of (totally) hated it, I started out wearing a white shirt and a pair of white pants. After I killed my first ‘boyfriend’, he squeezes fake blood all over my white clothes; each boyfriend/lover squirts blood at me too, so by the end of the performance I am covered in fake blood. I had seven of the same white outfit, three of them for the practice run through and four for the actual showcase performances, I was a little unnerved about getting blood thrown on me (even if it was fake blood). It was three days before the showcase and today was our first full run through, where we all had to be in costume and waiting back stage for our hints to be on. Louis and I also had a duo that we had kept secrets from our friends, we were a little embarrassed because we were being forced to wear dresses that were skanky (we were dancing to Cher Lloyd’s Want You Back). Louis went for his turn on stage, going through his dance while the teacher told the lighting guys what to fix and if the music was too loud or not. Once Louis set was done, he bust into the changing room and quickly disrobed, before he slipped the top part of the dress and I tied it. He pulled the skirt on and zipped it, I had already had my dress done up, one of the other guys helped me during Louis’s dance. Michael, a friend of ours (he’s family lived in town too, so he came to the summer dance program), finished his performance, which meant it was our turn to do our duo dance. We both started at opposite ends of the stage and each time Cher grunted, we would hunch over like we were grunting, then wiggle our bodies back and forth. We then ran toward the center of the stage and started the choreographed dance, doing all the steps professionally. When it got to the part where it says, ‘looking a pair of clowns’, Louis and I made a box like a mime. Then when it got to the now you doing them with her part, we point at each other and brush our shoulders off. The lighting guy had our lights wrong, the whole stage was supposed to be bathed in rose, pink, red, purple and blue flashing lights; he had it as white the whole time, which the teacher corrected. I had three sets before my ‘solo’ performance, so I could slowly wiggle my way out of the dress and into my white outfit. The other boys (all four of them) were wearing all black and our back drop was done in blood red, the fake blood packets were taped to their stomachs (a weird place I know but it was the easiest place to tape them, we learned that during a practice) and we were raring to go. I stood alone on stage at first, dancing slowly and sensually with the music, when the chorus came along; the first boy enter the stage and started dancing with me. During the techno part of the song, when it reached the climax of it, is when I kill George Shelley (the guy I had been dancing with) and he squirted his blood on me; before he fell to the floor and played dead. Jaymi Hensley came out during the next chorus part and we danced, I killed him off after the part that said, ‘as your shadow crosses mine’, he squirted his blood onto me as Josh Cuthbert came out. I killed Josh during the climax of the techno part, much like George; he squirted his blood and played death on the floor too. The last boy to come out was JJ Hamblett and he came out during the last part of the chorus, I killed him off right away and ended the dance number, pretending to smell the blood on my one hand. The lighting guy had my lights right, it was supposed to be completely white and flash like strobe lights, it made the dance number look even scarier.