The Prince and the Peasant (boyxboy)

Chapter 5

Noah

Ethan's POV

I put my binders in my locker and let out a sigh. The day was finally over, thank god. I was exhausted.

"Hey, did you hear?" Jay walked up and asked.

"Hear what?" I asked.

"Stacie Lamboya just went into labor."

"The pregnant cheerleader?"

"Yup, her water broke right in the middle of History. You should have seen the look of horror on Mr. Chyld's face."

"Well, at least he didn't faint. That would be bad when his wife has the baby."

"Wouldn't it be weird if men could get pregnant?" Jay chuckled as we walked down the hallway.

"Jay is there something you need to tell me?"

"Yes Ethan, I'm obviously pregnant and you're the father. Can't you see I'm glowing?"

"I thought you looked uglier than you usually are."

"Bitch, I will cut you."

"Just don't hurt our baby girl." I smirked and patted his stomach, then getting into the car.

"Am I picking you up for the party tonight?"

"Of course. I don't think Carter or Bas will want to drive me. They do hate me after all."

"True. I'll pick you up at nine then."

Jay dropped me off and I walked back into hell. Carter was making out with a cheerleader and groping her in places I didn't want to see while Sebastian was in the kitchen, eating like the pig he was.

I sat down at the kitchen table and took out my book and binder to start homework.

"Why are you even learning Portuguese anyway? It's so stupid." Bas snickered.

"Because my family has Portuguese roots and my mother used to speak it all the time. I just figured I would." I said, feeling a bit sad when mentioning my mom.

"She's dead though, why do you care?"

I looked at him with fire in my eyes. "Vacca bundo." (Asshole.)

"What the hell did you just call me?" He gritted.

"Nothing." I shrugged and went back to work.

Bastian poured his soda all over my books with an evil smirk.

"There you go." He said.

"Obrigado." I sighed. (Thank you.)

After drying off my books, I finished my work and went on to Chemistry. I did fine in just about every subject other than English. The books that we read put my to sleep and I couldn't help but want to jump out a window in that class.

"What the hell are you doing?" My step father asked and stood over me.

"I'm doing my homework, Josh." I replied, not taking my eyes off of my paper.

"You're supposed to be cleaning, I'm having guests over tonight."

"You never told me that."

Josh slammed my book shut and took my pencil out of my hand. "This place better be fucking spotless or you're sleeping on the lawn tonight."

"Yes, sir." I muttered and stood up.

I picked up the living room and organized the pillows and such. Carter was still making out with the girl and now had his hands up her shirt. Funny how he can do that and I get slapped if I even bring another boy home. Seriously, Josh has beat me because I had Jay over to do a project once!