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"LUKE HANDERSON! GET YOUR ASS DOWN HERE NOW!"My 'wonderful' mother shouted from the kitchen. I waited for her to finish ranting about how I need to get to school, it's my last year in matric and that I'm lazy and I have to get a well earned job. This all wastes at least 20 minutes every morning. When she finished, I groaned, I still had that pain in my neck from martial arts class, I have to go again tonight to get my black belt then I'm done with that too. Sliding of my duvet, I managed to ignore the coldness of these winter mornings. I made my way to the bathroom and stripped of my clothing, climbing into the shower. I let the warmth of the shower consume me, and was able to forget my problems for a while.
That's when I remembered that I have to deal with issues at school too. Some chick doesn't want to leave me alone. I'm tired of this. All of the girls thinking they have a chance with me, is really starting to annoy me. I get out and dried myself off, getting into a pair of black jeans, maroon top and black sneakers. I headed downstairs remembering my beani and glasses. "Hey mom." I said with as much enthusiasm as I could muster. She nodded and handed me a plate with eggs and bacon. I ate a strip, before grabbing my keys to my motorcycle. I had her since my birthday. I listened to ACDC on my way to school, parking in the motorcycle lane. I put my helmet under my arms and headed to class. I'm already late anyway. When I came to the classroom I saw that Mrs Phelps was giving the lesson today. I pushed open the door and mumbled a "sorry I'm late" as I accepted my detention slip. I got in my seat, ignoring the girls staring at me. I opened my book and put in my earphones. Music on, world off.

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The class was over sooner than I thought. I packed my books and stuffed them in my locker, with the earphones still in my ears. I checked my schedule and saw that I have... great... I've got History with Prof Jeremy Stack. I switched my books, taking out history and headed to class. ACDC was blaring in my eardrums now. I bumped into a girl with dark black hair, she cursed loudly and turned to face me. She was clearly angry. "You ASSHO-..." She started. Her mood changed quickly. "Hey Luke...." She purred. Yea, she was the school slut.
"I need to get to class Jessica." I said, sidestepping her. Her group of blond bimbos circling her up and followed her to wherever she was on her way to. My class wasn't far now, and I was almost running towards the class. The bell rung when I entered the classroom. Thankful that I didn't come late for class again, otherwise I would have gotten yet another detention. I slid into my usual seat next to Maurice, my closest friend.

"Hey dude." He greeted me. "Did you see the new chick that came in today? She's totally HOT bro."

"Haven't seen her. Doubt I'd be interested."

"Come on dude. I'd bang her in a instant. She is totally BANGABLE."
That's all he thinks about the past few days. I mean sure, I'm not innocent either. I've broken many hearts, but I don't talk like that about them.

"Good morning class. Today I will be discussing the human reproduction system." He said. The male population of the class started whistling, while the girls looked uncomfortable.

"Now we all know that the male organ, the penis, is inserted into the female organ, the Vagina. If this is repeated the male releases sperm, that goes into the Vagina."

He paused, seeing the reactions of his students. Maurice was about to kill himself laughing. The girls, refused to look at anybody, exept the awkward pair who burst out laughing once or twise. The other guys in the class, looked completely happy. How the teachers think that we don't know this is above me. The class came to a end after long periods of laughing, remarks, whistling and embarrassing photos. It was finaly lunch time. Thank God.
Maurice was trying hard to keep up with me, but failing.

"Dude slow down, your not in a race." He said huffing behind me. I stoped when I pushed open the cafeteria doors. There was only a few kids here. There are usually hundreds. "Woahh.." Maurice said.

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