First day.

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BEEP BEEP. BEEP BEEP. BE- I sleepily turned off my alarm clock and rolled my gremlin ass out of bed. I lurched to the bathroom and flicked on the light switch. I walked to the toilet, took a piss, DIDN'T wash my hands walked out the bathroom, and returned to my bedroom. Grabbing a Kiss t-shirt and black ripped pants, I saw a stray piece of popcorn on the floor and ate it. I ran out the room and down the steps to the kitchen where I heat up a hot pocket in the microwave every morning. I then followed this tradition, I opened the freezer, grabbed a hot pocket, chucked it in the microwave, and walked back upstairs to the bathroom. I threw on my clothes and reached for my eyeliner. I stared at myself in the mirror and whispered, "Prepare to be the hottest emo in school," and smeared eyeliner on. I ruffled my hair and once I heard the microwave go off I flew down the stairs (COUGH COUGH) and grabbed my food. I left my house with my hot pocket knowing my fly was down but was too hot to care. There were so many people piling into the school it was honestly overwhelming. I squished passed a crowd of kids and entered the school. "Damn.." I whispered. I now know I'm not the hottest emo at the highschool "anymore" Drooling, I watched as a boy with split dye blue and black hair talking to some guy with pink hair and another with an 80s jacket. Shit was he hot. As I was frozen in awe, he punched the pink haired dude and then his eyes somehow met mine. He turned back to his friends but kept looking back at me. Now it's first period and I'm sitting at my desk in fucking math class. Fuck I wish that emo boy was in this class. The teacher (who wrote on the board showing that her name is Ms. Dingus,) stood Infront of the class "Alright students. I know it's your first day this year but we're starting with a project because teachers aren't aloud to give any of you fucking breaks. BUT you'll need a partner. Find them now." Everyone stood up and looked around. I then realized that that hot emo boy is IN. MY. CLASS. (and I was too stupid to realize.) The emo boy walked up to me. "Hey, you need a partner? cause I definitely do because all the other kids look like complete asses," he asked me. I had to keep myself from drooling. "Uh- yeah. I do," I somehow managed to say. "Great," he whispered. "My name's Ethan.""Y/N." Ethan held his hand out and I took it. It was ice cold and it made me shiver. Definite smash. He pulled me over to his desk and told me I could sit in his chair. He then looked for another chair. I watched him roam the room and then he came walking back empty handed. "Sorry, couldn't find another one." "but there's an empty chair over-" "No? what are you talking about?" Ethan then asked me to scoot over so we could share the chair."Alright class," Ms. Dingus chimed. "Now that you've find your partner,-" I tuned her out because I felt Ethan touch my hand. I glanced over to him briefly and took his hand in mine. To make sure it was all real, I stared at our hands clasped together. His black, chipped, fingernails. Honestly it made me feel.. "stuff." My hand slowly slipped out of his hand and rested on Ethan's thigh. Ethan, blushing turned his head towards me and whispered in my ear "meet me in the boy's bathroom at the start of 3rd period, y/n." I slightly tightened my grip on his thigh. His other leg started to bounce as if nervous. Since we were in the far back of the class, the teacher assumed we were paying attention since we were looking at each other, but really we were just feeling each other. -2ND PERIOD English. God why do we need this. It's just more "blah blah use proper grammar, blah blah read this shitty poem that no one gets, not even the teacher." I was so tired since I was up all night playing Sally Face that I must have fallen asleep cause I woke up to the pink haired dude talking to Ethan poking me.  "hey," they whispered, "Did you know that Ethan really fucking likes you?" "uhh, yeah. he asked me to meet him in the bathroom next period.""That douche. He moves too fucking fast." "Yep. but I also move fast if you know what I mean;)" "I have my eyes on you, bitch. I don't like this."
-3rd period I raised my hand. "yes?" the teacher asked."Can I go to the bathroom?" "Really. class just started." "I have to take a shit and I have explosive diarrhea. let me go." "uh, okay. just don't take too long." "How, I have explosive DIARRHEA. It's gonna take a while." I got up and grabbed the bathroom pass. I walked to the boy's bathroom and sat inside the handicap stall. I heard someone enter the bathroom so I peeked underneath the stall to see Ethan's blood-stained converse. "Ethan," I whispered. "last stall" "k." He walked into the stall and locked the door behind him. "Okay, brought it?" "Brought what?" "the weed." "huh?" "Pfft- you thought I asked you to make out?" "uhhh... no?" "Well, you were right." He pinned me against the wall and started to kiss me. While I was kissing him back I turned and shoved him against the wall instead. He's shorter than me after all. and much weaker. I slid my knee up in-between his legs and I heard a quiet moan from him. My hand slid down from his waist to his crotch and I grabbed his dick. He moaned again. He grabbed my waist and pulled me closer. "I'm a masochist." he moaned in my ear. "Okay," I winked. My other hand grasped his neck and held it tight. I let go of his dick and pulled down his shirt collar. I gave him some really dark hickeys and then grabbed his crotch again. it was soaking wet. "Did you cream?" I asked him."Shut the fuck up y/n." I let go of his throat and he sat on the floor extremely horny. I sat on the floor with him and reached for the zipper on his jeans and unzipped. I moved his Simpson boxers over and jerked him off. "Nice boxers." "Shut. up."  We both heard footsteps in the bathroom.  "Shit," we both whispered. Ethan hurriedly zipped his pants and got up. we waited for the other guy go into the stall. After we heard a stall door lock we calmly walked out of the stall to wash our hands. "WOA WHAT THE FUCK" Shit, the other guy must have seen both sets of shoes. "RUN!" (edited)[7:11 PM]

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