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(Chance)
I feel like a king today. Really. After the successful basketball tournament yesterday I kept receiving too much praises from everybody in the school. Everybody I tell you. The school guard raised his hand in a welcome salute. I don't even want to be a soldier. I'm too handsome to become one. A handsome man like me shouldn't risk his safeness because it would be a shame if I die. The teachers greeted me more than what they did to our school principal. The principal did too, actually. Mrs Ramos didn't just greeted me. She gave me a tight hug and she even patted my head like I am one of her puppies.
And let's not forget the girls who speak highly of me. I admit I am a jerk but at least I know how to acknowledge them. I mean I wouldn't be who I am if they don't fantasize about me and my whole being. Ugh. I feel like an actor who won his very first award in a prestigious movie awards like Oscar's. This feels like a pathetic speech.
I passed by a group of girls who are squirming. I gave them the grin that could drop or wet their panties and man, they screamed like fan girls in a concert. I shook my head in amusement before I turn my back on them and started walking. But before I reached the end of the hallway I heard their compliments about how awesome, sexy and hot I was yesterday and I am today.
There is nothing that could upset me today. I'm positive.
I went to my locker and I was about to open it when Hoe blocked my locker. How good of you, bitch. I need to get my freaking books in there. Tsk. What should I expect? Of course she wont pay attention and she wont care about her studies because flirting is all she knows. Good thing I still study hard.
Oh and she is my current fling.
"Hi babe! Nice game yesterday. How about dinner at my place, 10 pm?" What the fuck? Who eats their dinner at ten? Two hours more it will be a midnight snack. I cant help but to smile. She's such a brainless bimbo.
And she stayed too much as my bed warmer. I grew tired of her banshee voice whenever I pushed myself hard. I grew tired of her mouth around me because as far as I can remember she took every man in her mouth. I realized its kinda disgusting. I love sex but I don't want to get STD. A lot of women will cry if they find out I have aids. And I also don't want to spend the rest of my life stroking myself. That would be lonely.
