Chapter Twelve

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• Christian •

    The rain was coming down heavily, literally putting a damper on my plans. It's been three days since Evan agreed to being my friend, which I'm still a bit skeptical about, and I wanted today to be the day Evan and I did something together. There's a carnival in town and I thought it could be fun.

Obviously it wouldn't just be me and him, that would be too much like a date. I was going to invite Dean as well. Not Sawyer because he's an ass and would probably let something slip. On purpose or accidentally.

It'd be nice if Evan could get along with my friends, Dean at least. He's cool guy, so I don't think it would take much for Evan to be friends with him. He could probably get used to Sawyer with time. Maybe.

I hate the way Evan makes me feel and act. Here I am thinking about him getting along with my friends and everything. He probably isn't even serious about being friends with me, but I'll make him see that I'm serious. I'll do everything in my power to make him believe me.

"Hey, dude." Dean says, throwing an arm over my shoulder as we walk into the auditorium. Since it's raining, everyone is suppose to be in here instead of out in the courtyard.

"Hey. Have you seen Sawyer?" I ask, looking around. Dean smirks and nods his head.

"Yeah, I'm pretty sure he's getting blown by Tracy right now." He answers.

"Of course, the little slut." The corner of my mouth quirks up and I shake my head. We find seats in the back, separated from everyone else, and sit down.

"Don't be jealous because he's getting some and you're not." Dean chuckles, causing me to roll my eyes.

"I'm not jealous. Sawyer's a slut and he knows it. Plus, if I wanted to get some, I could."

Dean turns in his seat to face me fully and raises his eyebrow at me. I can already tell that whatever he's about to say will annoy me.

"Yeah, you could. Just not with the person you really want, aka: Evan Reed." He says and it does annoy me. Mainly because he's right.

I choose to ignore that comment and turn my attention to Sawyer, who is now approaching us, a satisfied grin on his face.

"You guys will never believe what just happened." He says, taking a seat next to Dean and leaning towards us.

"You just got a blowjob from Tracy." Dean states. Sawyer nods excitedly.

"Yeah, but not just Tracy! Her and her friend Lauren." He states smugly.

"At the same time?" I question with a raise of an eyebrow. Sawyer's grin widens.

"Mhm. It was so hot. They were both on their knees, licking up the sides of my dick. And when they got to the head of it they fucking French kissed with the tip of my dick between their mouths!"

Dean leans back in his seat with wide eyes. "That does sound hot. Aren't they like first cousins, though?"

Sawyer starts laughing, a bit hysterically. "I have no idea dude, but if they are, that's fucking nasty!"

"Ugh, I'm getting hard just thinking about them going at it." He says, gripping his dick above his jeans and rubbing at it.

Dean turns his head away from him and gives me a disgusted look. I think it's more from the fact that Sawyer is rubbing his dick in front of us than the fact that the girls are related.

"Something is seriously wrong with you, Sawyer." Dean states and I nod my head in agreement.

"Whatever, Dean. When's the last time you got laid?" He asks tauntingly.

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