Don't Rain On My Parade (Boyxxboy)

Chapter Ten

***LUCAS POV***

I snicker as I watch some scrawny freshman drop all his book as he hurries down the hall. Such a Loser! I get bored watching him fumble around picking up his things so I turn my gaze to search the rest of the lunchroom looking for my favorite punching bag. Where the fuck was Oliver Flint? That kid was always fun to beat up. My eyes scan the room until they land on his sister and best friend sitting at their usual table. But of course Oliver wasn't there. He hadn't been to school since the day Arnold and I beat the shit out of him in the stair well, that had been Wednesday, today was now Friday. I snicker again. Maybe I scared the kid so badly he was afraid to go to school. Cool! Meh Might as fuck with his friends. that should be cool.

"Hey Arnold I'll be right back." I say to my best friend who was currently stuffing his face with pizza. Gross! I get up and saunter my ass over to their table. Jeremi gives me a deadly glare as I approach, so full of hatred I almost turned back. Almost. I give her a sneer and bat my eyes. Oliver might be an ugly ass faggot but his sister was one sexy specimen. Long glossy red hair, bright brown eyes, well toned body, nice chest, an amazing- Someone snapping in my face has me tearing out of my thoughts.

"My eyes are up here you fucking Perv!" She snaps crossing her arms in front of her chest. Damn and I was enjoying the view. I give her a lazy smirk.

"Well hello to you too. Where's your brother, haven't seen him in a few days." I Asks, picking at a hang nail. I look back at her to see Pure Fury filling her eyes. Before she or Kenna can say anything though I feel someone grab the back of my shirt collar. I am spun around and come face to face with Rolland Hopkins. Shit this guy was terrifying, especially when he yelled, what with the booming deep voice and all. Every time I saw him I just wanted to run the other way. But thanks to Arnold I had dirt on him, this boy couldn't touch me. I smirk at him and look down at his hand which was now gripping the front of my shirt. I look back up at him with a raised eyebrow. "GO ahead I dare you." I whisper low enough that only he can hear me. His face pales slightly and he loosens his grip. That's right dick, You cant touch me or else bye bye little brother. I think as I step away from him. "What is your problem freak?" I snap glaring at him. His stormy grey eyes darken as I sense his anger boiling under the surface and I know that if I didn't have something on him he wouldn't hesitate to bash my face into the table. He growls and takes a step toward me and it takes everything I have not to flinch and cower back like a coward.

"IF you so much as TALK about Oliver again I will pound you into a sticky paste on the cement do I make myself clear?" He says, his deep voice low and menacing. I swear the temperature in the room dropped fifty degrees by the cold threat he dished me. I knew he was telling the truth and I cant help the small shiver that ran up my spine. His cruel smirk informs me that it didn't go un noticed. well FUCK! My own anger spills through my veins and I shove him hard, making him stagger in surprise.

"Threaten me again Faggot and it will be you becoming a sticky paste." I growl. Kenna snorts, coughing trying to cover up her laugh.

"Really Lucas? are you so pathetic you need to steal his threats to threaten him?" She shakes her head and looks at Jeremi, "Honestly bullies these days. What happened to the classic ones you know the ones who shoved people in lockers and gave kids swirls. Now a days its all about beating up innocent kids and stealing other's threats." She sighs like she is disappointed and I take a step toward her.

"Why you little Bitch!" I hiss, curling my hands into fists. She was SOOOOO lucky she was a girl. Rolland grips my shirt again and tosses me to the side.

"HEY the only bitch here is your sorry ass. now PISS OFF!" He roars making me wince. I glare at him.

"Touch me again and watch how fast Allen is taken away from you. That's his name isn't it? your little brother? I wonder if he will be able to make it on his own." I taunt, my anger fueling me. He growls and lunges at me but Kenna and Jeremi jump up and Grab hold of him, stopping him from caving in my face. I smirk. " Look at that the Foster kid being held back by two dumb Bitches. How cute." I taunt and with that I turn my back and saunter back over to Arnold who was trying hard not to laugh as he watches the whole scene. I sit down and he punches me playfully in the shoulder.