Fighting For Samson (Boyxboy)

Chapter Ten

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My boy Samson up top! (who else loves him as Liam on Teen Wolf? That shit is my show!!)

Samson's P. O. V

I rode in peaceful silence as both John and I were too damn tired to speak as he drives me to school. Mercedes texted me last night, telling me she can't take me to school today and that she will be late coming in, so I had to convince John to take me who was reluctant because he was getting used to Mercedes taking me.

I can't help but worry about her. After she ran out of lunch yesterday, I knew something was seriously wrong. It probably has to do with why she has so many walls. I mean, I texted and called her a thousand times after school, but she never responded until eleven last night saying she can't take me in the morning.

I wish she would just talk to me. I wanted to go to her house, but then I realized, I don't know where she lives. Also, I need to ask her what happened during lunch yesterday. What is her deal with that Jack guy?

Speaking of Jack, my brother nearly hunted his ass down with one of our shot guns after he saw the bruise I had. I had to tell John that I took care of it because he seriously would of hunted Jack down if I just let him get away with this. I could of taken Jack... I may be smaller, but I've been training to fight werewolves my whole life. I can handle a stupid, confused human.

Especially if that said human looks unnaturally sick.

Pulling up to the school, John puts the car in park and turns to me. "Do I have to pick you up today?"

"Not sure. I'll call and let you know, okay?" he nodded his head.

"Alright, now get the hell out of my car." Rolling my eyes, I grab my bag and get out, throwing it over my shoulder. As soon John drove out of sight, I felt my phone buzz in my pocket.

In a way, I was hopping it was Mercedes, but frowning when I saw it was only Jamie. She had insisted on getting my number yesterday before we parted after lunch. Ever since, she hasn't stopped texting me.

Jamie- Hey! Meet me @ the football field! We can watch the boys practice together:)

I wanted to decline, considering it was pretty chilly out since it's getting close to winter and I forgot my sweatshirt, again. But when I started thinking about practice and boys, my mind instantly thought of Brandon as I remembered that he is indeed on the football team.

Hmm, maybe I can use this to my advantage. You know, pretend like I'm going to go hang out with Jamie while I secretly watch Brandon. I haven't told anyone about me being gay besides Jack, not even Mercedes knows. I'm not afraid to tell them, I don't care if they know or not, I just want them to get to know me and see that I'm a good guy before they start throwing judgements or insults.

Like every school I ever been too did.

It took me at least five minutes before I reached the football field. I notice a bunch of guys in shorts and sweats, either jogging or throwing the ball around. I'm guessing they are just warming up. I know absolutely nothing about sports, or where the hell they score the basket whatever thing... it's basket right, or is that just in basketball? Aren't they all the same? It's sad and pathetic if you ask me and John loves sports. He's actually more of a basketball man.