***OLIVER POV***
"Quick I am in need of some Rock, Heavy metal, screamo, alternative, or anything other then Country music Stat." Comes a deep grumbling voice. I smile as I shut my locker and see Rolland leaning against the lockets next to mine. I blush as my eyes land on his lips. I quickly look back up at him and smile, raising an eyebrow
"Why?" I ask. He groans and rubs his temples, pushing off the lockers, his messenger bag sagging on his shoulder.
"My Foster brother wouldn't stop blasting country music all the way from the middle school to here. I have heard enough twang to last me a life time." He grumbles again. Damn was his voice sexy. It is then that I finally take in his appearance. A Deep red V neck t shirt that dipped and I could swear I saw some chest hair. It was tight against his body and one could tell he had a nice body under it. His arms, Oh DAMN his ARMS! they were nicely muscled and I could tell it was pure working out, no extra umpt. I watched as the muscled moved under the skin as he yawned and stretched. HIs shirt lifts when he stretches his arms behind him and I spot a small light colored happy trail and that was it, my mind set up shop in the gutter.
"Like what you see?" a snickering voice says from behind me making me Yelp and turn to glare at my sister. She just smirks and laughs, shaking her head as she walks to her own locker across the hall. Curse you Jeremi! I shout at her. She turns around and waggles her eyebrows at me, knowing my thoughts. Damn the whole twin telepathy thing. I Knew it was real! Jeremi was living proof of it! A cough from in front of me has me stopping my murderous twin glare and looking back up at the sexy boy in front of me.
"Music now! I need!" he says in broken English making me laugh and shake my head. I give him an apologetic smile and show him my dead IPhone
"No can do Yoda, I forgot to charge my Phone last night, Its as dead as a rock." He laughs, a deep booming laugh that makes my chest tighten.
"I didn't know rocks could die." He stutters out. I just stick my tongue out at him as I stuff my phone in my back pocket. Just then I spot a blonde red and black head in the sea of students and two minutes later Kenna slides up next to me, handing me an Ice cap.
"Carmel Ice cap no whip cream, and a large ice coffee four and four with a shot of Raspberry." She says turning to Rolland and handing him the ice coffee. His eyes nearly bug out."How the hell did you know that's what I liked?" He asks taking a hesitant sip. She smiles wide.
"Allen told me yesterday, told me to pass it along to Olly here but I forgot to." She says shrugging. I take a sip of my Caramel Ice Cap. AHHH Thank you Devine Entity for creating Tim Horton's coffee shops and thank you even more for having one Right next to the High school. Kenna had run over and grabbed us coffees before school. She takes a sip of her own Pineapple mango smoothie. Rolland shrugs and takes another sip.
"This is an excellent substitute for music." He says in content. I shake my head as the bell rings above us. He Groans. " I hate English, especially first period.' He groans again hitching his bag higher on his shoulder. He gives us a small wave before turning and heading to the English hallway. Kenna kisses me on the cheek and runs to catch up with him, seeing how they had the same English class. I look around for Jeremi since we both had Anatomy first period and don't see her anywhere, Oh well probably holed up somewhere with Linda. I push my way through the sea of students, trying to make my way upstairs to the Science rooms when I feel someone grab the back of my shirt, nearly choking me. The person yanks me back, causing me to fall flat on my ass.
" I know I like pain in my ass but this wasn't what I thought it would be like." I mutter looking up, my face paling.
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Don't Rain On My Parade (Boyxxboy)
Teen FictionOliver Flint is your averge 17 year old gay high school boy. He's Hyper, talkitive, and makes way to many Movie references Rolland Hopkins is the mysterious new kid in school. With anger issues and a life he doesn't talk about Rolland catches Olive...