My Nerdy Best Friend Is A Gangster?!

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Guess I should start off by stating my name, status, and looks. My name is Cameron Still. I have blond hair and brown eyes, white skin. Six pack, and I have a status at school for being "Mr. Cool" as my best friend calls me. I'm the most popular guy at school, its just a fact. I'm also known as a player, no girl seems to really hold my interest. Doesn't stop them from constantly flirting and chasing me. I was walking down the hall to my best friend's locker. Along the way almost everyone was saying my name, high-fiving, flirting, greeting and flirting. Yes I said that twice on purpose.

"Cam Cam! Youuuu whooo!" said the local slut, Aubrey. Why did I fuck her again? I looked below her face. Oh yea... that's right. I continued my way, no bitch really gets between me and my friend. She and the rest of her blond goons who I slept with trailed after me. "Hey Em." I greeted my friend.

Emma Palmer. Me and her have been friends since first grade. She wore simple, modest clothes. Today she was a little dressy, I wonder why. She was wearing the floral dress I bought her when we hanging out at the mall. It suited her, I liked it. She was Asian, but had light skin, doe brown eyes, and long straight dark hair. Her glasses framed her eyes. At school she is known as "Cameron's friend" and she hates it. Not because she thinks she is in my shadow, she just hates attention. She is your typical nerdy goody two-shoes. A lot of people wonder how we are friends.

She looked down at her feet, as usual when I greeted her. It wasn't because of me, it was because everyone was staring at her. It happens a lot to anyone I talk to, but she still isn't used to it even after all these years. "Hey Cameron," She mumbled. I smirked. She is so shy in public, but I can see why. All the blonds behind me were glaring at her and whispered. I ignore them like she did, ignorance is bliss as she says. "You ready to go?" I asked, she nodded. We are next door neighbors, and we ride together almost everywhere. Nothing goes between us. Even when I'm taking a random bitch home I make the girl sit in the back while me and Em sit in the front.

We headed out together. My arm around her shoulders. There were a lot of rumors about us dating, but we weren't like that. She is like my little sister, I'm protective of her. We headed out. We got in my convertible as sluts surrounded us. "Which one are you taking home tonight?" Em whispered to me. I chuckled. She was aware and actually memorized the list and how many times I fucked girls. And which ones. It's not creepy, she just sees which one has herpes or not. Her aunt worked at the hospital wear they do tests. Anyway the girls glared at her for making me smile, which they have to work so hard to do.

"Nah, technically I'm taking YOU home." I said. Her face went red. I laughed as we headed home. "So how was school for you today Mr. Cool?" She asked me. "You know the usual, some guys are coming over to play video games after you tutor me." I answered. She tutors me since my parents want me to do better, plus Em doesn't mind. She nodded. "OK, I'll make sure to stay out of their way." "Hey you're never in anyone's way don't act like that!" I said. I hate when she acts like this. "Ha, easy for you to say Mr. Cool. You don't have your own desk covered in messages that say otherwise."

My face went red. Guilt spread throughout me, as well as anger. Em always gets bullied by whores who cover every inch of her desk in insults that she has to wipe off, only for people to write things down every time. They do it because they are jealous. And I hated it. "Why didn't you tell me?" I asked. But I knew, it happens everyday. There was nothing we could do that we haven't already tried. "You already know it wouldn't make a difference. Plus it's everyday and every girl and boy at school calling me your whore. Its covered all over my stuff, desk, and the bathroom walls. Plus, I've gotten used to it." She said. It just made me feel worse.

No one should have to be in a situation where they actually get USED to getting bullied and insulted. And no one should have to read that shit in the bathroom while... they're taking a shit. They don't hurt her physically though, they were too afraid of me to do that. I sighed. "Why do you always have to be right?" I asked. "Because I'm fabulous that's why." She smiled as she poked my cheek. I smiled. We arrived at my place and headed inside to study.

Em got in. She went here so many times that she could walk through it blindfolded. She set up at the kitchen table. I trailed after her. "So.... we are learning in science about your favorite physical activity." She said. She was grinning from ear to ear. "Soccer?" I asked. I was confused. "Nope! It's a mixture of CHEMISTRY and BIOLOGY" She was grinning wider now. My cheeks blushed crimson as I got what she was saying. "Dang! You have a dirtier mind than me! I thought you were a good girl!" I said, rolling on the floor laughing my ass off. She was laughing too. "I'm not as innocent as you think." She said. That was enough to make me stop. She stopped too, confused to why I stopped.

"Who was it?! When?! Why didn't you tell me?! How was it?! I'll kill him!!" I shouted holding her arms. She just stood up at me, shocked. Then burst out laughing. "What is it?" I asked. "Cameron I didn't mean THAT way! I'm still a virgin, and I'll make sure to tell you who I sleep with and every last kinky detail if that's what it takes" She laughed. "You don't have to say every KINKY detail now." I said. "But you did it to me, I just want to pay you back. Plus you always teased me for being a virgin. Keep teasing and I might tease YOU in bed." She laughed. "Now lets start studying what you did to 173 girls at our school AND COUNTING!" She said.