Breaking point

CHAPTER: 12

The following morning I wake up around  7 am. I have a few pairs of clothes at Michael's, so I quickly get ready, brush my teeth, and head home. When I get home, I smell an aroma of bacon and omelets. The smell blows through my nose as a current of air flows through the room.

"Hey Ness, breakfast is looking good!"

"Hey baby! thank you. its almost ready just get your school supplies together, and meet me at the table."

"okay, I can't wait!" with that, I walk up the stairs and shove all of my papers and books into my tan leather bag. after 5 minutes of trying to make everything fit, I zip up the bag, and walk downstairs to a made table with Daniel sitting at one end and Vanessa beside him. Vanessa stands up and makes my plate.

"Thanks, Ness!"

"no problem Hun! I hope you have a good day again." she walked up the stairs and I could hear the bathroom door shut, she was probably going through morning sickness, due to her being preggers and all.

I quickly eat my food, and walk out the front door to my car, as I'm driving down the road I plug my phone to the blue tooth and listen to Ellie Goulding's "On My Mind" as I stop at a few red-lights, finally pulling into the student parking lot at my new school. I walk to the front entrance as I see hundreds of people, of what seemed like a fight.

"Oh No!" I say lowly. I walk into the crowd of people, I finally break through the crowd. Its Matthew Evans, the kid I fought in wwt. and another kid I've never met. if I don't break this up someone is going to seriously get hurt. I walk to the two boys ripping them from each other without a breathe being taken.

"Hey! get off me loser!" Matthew spit in my face, he'll regret that in wwt today I'll make sure of it. obviously Matthew would've won this fight, the other boy was about 5'8" and Matthew is a good 6'2" and muscular.

"Calm Down!" I yell in his face. finally he starts to calm down and he slumps in my hold. That's what I thought.

"now walk away, before I personally drag you to the office, I know  I enjoy a good fight here and there as well, but this... this was not fair at all. You could've seriously injured that kid!"

"well, maybe if the faggot wouldn't hit on me I wouldn't hit him." right then something ticked in me making punch him directly between the eyes, he fell on the ground and grabbed his nose in pain.

"unlike you I know when a fight isn't fair." I walk away picking the victim up on his feet and gesturing to follow me.

"are you going to hurt me?" he said lowly, as he tensed his body.

"no." I laugh, " no, I'm not going to hurt you, but why did you guys start fighting?"

"well, I accidentally bumped into him, and he started calling me a faggot. I mean yeah I'm gay, but not a faggot. then he punched me, and I wasn't just gonna let
him beat the shit out of me without putting up a fight." I kind of felt sorry for him, but I could tell he didn't wanna talk about it, so I changed the subject.

"So what are you?" I ask, he gives me a confused look and tilts his head. "Oh you know, like what kind of supernatural being are you?" he made an o face.

"I'm a banshee, but one of the only few left. My family were killed by hunters when I was twelve." That sounded terrible. I know I lost mine when I was a baby, but I never had time to know my parents. I couldn't help but feel, sympathetic for the kid.
"Well, if you ever need anything give me a shout, I don't live far, just a couple miles up the road, and you'll see a nicely sized brick house."
"Okay, that sounds awesome. Maybe we can hangout sometime as friends." I couldn't help but notice a blush on his face. Awe! He smiled and looked down shyly.
"Okay, well i'll see you later Dylan!" He said
"Okay see you layer, hey what did you say your name was?" I ask as we walk away.
"Don, Don Marcum." He yelled a few yards away. That's  a nice name, its cute. After the nice conversation I run into my class before the bell rings. My first class is Math 3. I'm pretty good with math, but I really hate it. I walk in right before the bell and find my seat near the back of the class. i sit my things under and beside my desk and sit down in an overly small chair actually. you would think a place with massive creatures, there would be larger seating arrangements. Finally squeezing in the chair, the teacher walks in and starts immediately. After about 45 minutes of a boring lecture, the bell to go in the next period, after math all the periods pretty much ran together.

                               Usually, most schools have 7 or 8 class hours. ASN has around 10, which sounds much worse then things actually are. the classes actually go by very fast, I've seen Don a few times in the halls, but we had no classes together. after about the 6th period, the main core classes were over and time to learn about supernatural crap. I know, I know you would think I would love learning about it, but actually it just reminds me of my parents, and what they were. What Daniel, and Ness had to keep from me. The only class I truly liked was werewolf training. Most fun, most real, most heart pumping. Just all around i loved that class, although ts only been my second day. Whats not to like about it.

After all the Supernatural classes, came my favorite class wt. I was informed earlier that I would be moved into a wt block class, which took up three periods. I was bouncing with joy about that, that means I get to take out three of my supernatural history, and anatomy classes.The reason Mrs. Sherely said was because, she looked into my past grading scales, performance records and said I was able to take out three periods, and switch to a block class of my choosing. Obviously I chose 'WT'. as I step into 'WT' people stare oddly, guess I'm going to get the "new kid" stare for a while... a few minutes passed, and the coach took attendance, and told us to get ready. everyone shuffled into the locker room, finished getting ready, and went back to the gymnasium. The gym was much bigger than any I've ever seen in any of my schools. We all worked together and placed the mats down, and opened the weight room. The weight room was a large room, filled with weights, and work-out machines. There was a large folding wall, which we had to close to get to the room. During the first couple hours of 'WT' I lifted weights, and trained on a punching bag. the last hour I trained with the other students, sparring, and doing what ever the coach  told us.

"Hey, Dylan!" the coach motioned me to come over to him.

"yeah, coach?" I asked, if I was in trouble. I don't know why I would be, but oh well.

"I just wanted you to know, you'll make the team on try-out day, for lacrosse. We still have to have you try-out, but other than that.... you'll make it." yes! I screamed mentally. I'm going to be on a team, a sports team!
" OMG! thank you coach, When exactly are try-outs?" I stutter with excitement.

"This Saturday, at 8 o,clock." he informed. After the conversation with coach, Lester. I walked out the door, and straight to my car. I wanted to spend some time with Mikey before I had to go home. After driving for about 25 minutes, I arrive at his home, a little faster than I usually do, but what can I say, I missed him, a lot! I basically dart to his front door, and don't even bother to knock. As i walk in I dart up to his room to see what he's doing.

"OH MY GOD! Dylan! you scared the shit out of me!" he yelled, as I dart through his door and jump on him. Mikey was just sitting on his bed, doing some home-work when I barged in.

"I didn't even ear you come in... You're like a flipping ninja!" He yells again. What can I say, I'm light on my feet, even when I'm running at full speed. I give him no time to speak again, I kiss him desperately, and forcefully. I'm such a perv...

"I missed you Mikey!" I whisper in his ear. I kiss down his neck, and around his face. Nibbling on his ear, I feel him get chills.

"you like that baby?" I whisper into his lips, and kiss him again. He's probably getting freaked out now.

"Oh god!" he moans, as I grab his crotch and fondle him in my hands. I can fell his teal jean-shorts tighten. I don't break our lips connection, as I unbutton his jean shorts, and zip them down. I then pull down his pants. and to my surprise, he wasn't wearing any underwear. I guess I'm not complaining. I reveal his penis, and slide down on him. gripping it, and surround it with my lips.

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whelp looks like their going to have fun, not much communication with Dylan aye? Any way

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