Unexplained

Training

Like all guys who look like me, and well, act like me. Okay, let me just say guys that act normal, or your average Joe never really got the girl. This is reality, put on your big boy panties and suck it up.

I never really had crushes for girls. Well I would only find them 'okay' looking, but what kills it all is when they're 'wanna be' types.

They want to be pretty, athletic and well-known. It was ridiculous on how good I was at not having girls. The blame is not all on me, some girls just the meanest, most ugliest attitudes I've ever seen.

   It's hard to fit in when you're me. Not only that but I barely have time to care about anything else but my family, friends, and school. School is constantly flooding me with work.

But through it all I had to build character,so that's what I did for months I'd try too make friends, but honestly I couldn't, I just wasn't the most likable person and was a smart ass who knew everything in class and was super annoying.

   Although deep down inside, Einstein really wanted some pussy.

What females lack in noticing is that they can make men do anything in their command. Like pawns in a game of chess.

Although they'd rather focus on the less important things, like complaining about their body parts. I hear the girls near me whisper.

"Oh my gawsh, like seriously, I need to get implants, my chest is like way too flat." "Oh puhlease, you're one to talk, my butt is equally flat."

Like, shut the hell up please. Every girl is beautiful, it's your actions that make up for what you do. If all girls just gossip their whole entire lives, I'd rather be gay.

I sit there, avoiding the sound of my World History teacher. The view of Anatasuki

  The best part of being me Is the fact no one cared about me at the end of the day. Why? Because unlike others who are worrying about who said this and who said that, and does he like me and does he wanna fuck. All I do is just sit and chill.

The bell rings, signaling for the students to go to their next period. I slide out of my desk and sling my bag over my neck.

"Yo Benjamin!" A familiar voice calls out to me. Chris jogs down the hall to get next to me. "What's your next period?"

"Geometry." I groaned, remembering the class I had.

"Okay, imma pick up Brandi during lunch, so we can go to that burger place down the road." Chris tries to slow down with my pace, since I'm pretty short.

"You can bring mmmhmmm." Chris wiggled his eyebrows at me and smirked. Immediately I responded with "There is no way in hel-" Chris cuts me off and says Oh come on, stop being such a pussy and just ask her out!" He cut me off. (Wtf)

"Okay fine, but why the burger place, why not somewhere else?" I ask. Changing the subject.

"Becuase that's the only way I can get Brandi out of school." He rolls his eyes. "That girl will not go anywhere unless you give here a triple cheese burger with curly fries."

I chuckled, picturing Chris begging Brandi, then convincing her with the usual burger meal. Also we can't stand the food they feed the kids around here.

The pizza taste like cheese in cardboard. And chocolate milk is a rare thing to find there. I go to an expensive school yet the food taste processed and like shit.

The tardy bell rings and Chris takes off. "Laters Ben! DON'T BE SUCH A PUSSY AND ASK HER OOOOUUUTT!" He shouts while running away, then at the distance I spot him getting caught by security for running and yelling profanity.

Karmas a bitch.

I trudge to my next class, and take my seat near the window. Wondering if I should ask her out. Hopefully she'll say yes.

Chris you better not be wrong about this, if you are I'm making Brandi beat the shit out of you.

Then she walks in. Julian Anderson. She wasn't the hottest girl, but she was the realest and honest girl. Plus her personality was awesome, and she was pretty kind.

What I liked about her mostly was how smart she was. She was a very wise decision making girl.

Mark Befittang, Anatasuki' s quarter back and number one man whore. Who could get any girl to bend over and throw their panties at him.

Got shot down by her. A smart, sweet, kind and caring girl, that I just had to ask out to lunch.

"DON'T BE SUCH A PUSSY AND ASK HER OOOUUUTT!" Chris' s words echo in my mind.

"Shut up Chris." I groaned and placed my head on my desk. There's no way I can.

"Shut up who?" An angelic voice rings in my ears. I look up and find the one and only.

Julian Anderson.
Crap. Why did I say that out loud!?

Edited by: Tsaichi

11/07/2015

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