Fuckboy J.B.

Choke

There's a apart where you should listen to the song Acquainted by The Weeknd, you'll know when.

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It was finally the end of the first day.I was quite happy but that didn't last long because Coach Cotton texted me reminding me of workouts that I had after school...with Justin.

Goodbye happiness.

I walked out of my 7th period class,Honors Chemistry,as the bell rang, in a hurry.I wanted get out of a room that held Justin's presence as quick as possible.

I walked through the halls to get to the old gym/weight room but I was beyond disgusted with the couples who were practically fucking against the walls. I mean really, he drives you home honey you'll have plenty of time to tongue fuck him,alone.

I heard the chick moan, I just rolled my eyes and continued to walk to the gym. I wanted to get dressed without Justin's fuckboy comments and I just wanted to be alone for a while.

I love being around my friends and fellow classmates but 8 hours,7 periods,every Monday through Friday, no no no. I need space. You feel me? Sometimes you just wanna be alone.

Anyways, I walked through the old gym doors, through the lobby and into the bathroom. I really didn't feel like walking all the way through the gym to the locker rooms.

I got to the bathrooms and started to change, pulling on my Nike sports bra and Nike pros that had white line designs all over.

I picked my clothes I had just taken off,threw them in my bag, zipped it up and carried it out the door with me and into the weight room.

As soon as I walked through the doors of the weight room, I was punched in the face with the smell of sweat and I don't even know how to describe the other but I wanted to puke.

Boys are disgusting.

Trying to get over the horrid stench, I dropped my gym bag on the floor and went to plug my phone up to charge.

As I was coming up from my squatting position I was currently in,I heard the door to the weight room and Satan walked in.

He was wearing a outfit similar to mine. Black Nike shirt with black Nike Elite basketball shorts that had white detail on the sides and white Roshes,just as me. I had to admit he looked good.His hair was slightly disheveled from running his fingers through it throughout the day.

"Damn, that ass," I heard him say as I looked at him though the mirror that stretched from one end of the wall to the other.

I choose to ignore his comment and just rolled my eyes.

Before anything else could come out of his mouth, Coach Cotton walked in.

"Ah, if it isn't my favorite athlete and just a male one," he said while smirking as Justin rolled his eyes at the fact that I was the 'favorite'.

"Aw, Bieber, don't get your tiddie widdies in a twist, you're my favorite too," Coach laughed.

Justin rolled his eyes again as I tried not to laugh,"What's up, Coach?" he said.

"I just came in here to let you know that I won't be in here with y'all this afternoon because the in-laws are visiting and I don't want to hear my wife bitch about me being late for it. I love that woman to death but dear God she's, just ugh."

Justin and I laughed as Coach shook his head,"Well kiddos, I'll leave you to it. Suzannah, can I see you for a minute?"

Justin smirked as if I was in trouble.