Here's a little known fact about me, I've never been to a beach before.... crazy, I know but that's my truth. It's not that I haven't had the opportunity to go, whenever my cousins, aunt, and uncle went on a summer trip, I was always offered the chance to come with them but my dad never allowed it... football was more important. That was the catalyst for why my morning was so fucked up... see at the very top of my SBL (sexual bucket list) was a fine ass dude taking me to somewhere tropical, getting a private villa on the beach, and fuckin me senseless.... Last night I had a dream about that very scenario and let me just say it was INTENSE and Quest's bitch ass didn't help that matter... watching me moan and nut in my sleep, all the while laughing because he thought it was so damn funny.... I didn't see the humor in my suffering so after an early morning argument, I dipped because being around him was driving me crazy. I ended up at the Omicron Zeta Psi house HOPING to clear my head and one of the ways I do that is to shoot pool, it was early so the table was free, so I decided to shoot around and I was actually calming down... that is until Pleasure decided it would be funny to sneak up behind me and press his dick against my ass.... I never got the vibe that Pleasure messed around, even his little actions this morning didn't suggest to me that he was DL, if you've been around athletes then you know they are some of the gayest straight dudes so even though I knew Pleasure was playing.... the fact that I was on edge because of my wet dream caused me to push him so hard that he went flying across the room... That's what started the whole altercation and as I sat in Trez's car, with the seat reclined I wondered if I was trippin... Then the door opened and Faze slid into the driver's seat.....
"You wanna tell me why you're in my cousin's car?" I asked.
"What's happened to you Way? You used to be the most vicious nigga I knew and now.... now you're this soft ass nigga who... if I'm being honest, I lowkey don't want to be around." Faze said. "It's bad enough Iyron is out here all lovey-dovey with that punk ass nigga Silas, but you... I expected more." Faze said.
"You think I'm soft...." I said chuckling. "Aight, get out the car... let me show you." I said grabbing Trez's keys and getting out of the car, I'm going to have to talk to that nigga about leaving his keys in the car, but that was a conversation for later.... I got out of the car and Faze got out as well.
"Way, you don't....." Whatever he was about to say was lost when I punched him dead in the mouth. That was all it took for us to end up fighting and needless to say I beat his ass before someone was pulling me off of him. Surprisingly, I wasn't even mad... I was just.... over it, but I bet he won't call me soft again.
"Fuck you staring at?" I asked as Trez led me into the house. "I'm coo, you can let me go...." I said snatching my hand away and sitting on the edge of his bed. "Look I'm bout to go get some food.... I'm fine.... Just give me a second to find my center." I said and Trez decided that he didn't trust my calm demeanor and decided to sit by the door and keep an eye on me.
"What's going on with you Waylon?" Trez asked.
"Maybe shyt that use to excite me, doesn't anymore... ain't that part of growing up?" I said standing up. "Again... I'm hungry, I'll catch you later." I said and Trez looked like he wanted to say something but let me leave instead.....
I'll skip the situation with Rome because nothing happened that y'all didn't know, but when I got that message from Director Bell, I'm not going to lie my stomach dropped and I just knew it was going to be some bullshyt. The administration building was lowkey intimidating. I've always hated coming here because to me it seemed like a prison. I walked into the building and I felt a chill, like someone had sucked all the fun out of the air and there was nothing left but cold depression, no one looked happy to work here. The only person who seemed completely at ease was Russ... who was openly flirting with this Latino dude from the baseball team. I walked to the elevator and the ride up to Dean Bell's office seemed to make the already cold building, even more unbearable.... Hopefully, this didn't take long because I needed to get my ass far away from this frozen hell. I stepped off the elevator and made my way to his office and I was surprised to see Jerian sitting in the lobby, lil dude ALMOST looked like a professional.
