Vincent's POV
Oh my god, she's going to castrate me, was my first thought when my name come from her mouth.
"No, I think you have the wrong person. My name is Carson Reyes," I told her. I knew Carson would kill me for using his name with the spawn of Satan but this was a matter of life or death. Not really, but still!
"Uh huh, and I'm the Queen of Sheba. I know those dimples from anywhere, you used to use them when you put gum in my hair back in the third grade to get out of trouble." Did I do that? I was quit the trouble maker back then, but all for good reason.
Everyone was scared of this girl back in the third and forth grade so I took it upon myself to show them that I wasn't scared, and to prove she was just a dumb girl like every other. Putting gum in her hair wasn't the only thing I'd done to piss her off, I would also push her off the swings, trip her, and worst of all I stole her crayons and returned them... broken!
I was a monster.
One day I guess she had enough with everything I was putting her through and she just snapped. When I say she snapped I mean beat the crap out of me, ever since that day I've been scared of her. Even now, she looked scarier.
"You guys know each other?" It was the guy I just kissed who spoke this time. Brody, that was his name!
"Oh we go way back," she said stretching out the word 'way', "and I think Vincent here is trying provoke me to do what I did to him back in the forth grade." Oh hell no. She was the scary chick Sam was talking, the body guard for this kid is her?
"No no, I didn't mean too, my bad!" I said scrambling to my feet. I was not going to let her beat me up in front of all these people, I have a reputation to protect.
"Awe, are you still scared of me?" She asked. I could hear people snickering around me.
"No, I just don't want to hit a girl, as a man I ha-" I was interrupted by the principles booming voice.
"Everybody, back in your seats, new girl, new boy, Vincent, Carson, and Katrina, my office! Now!" Well damn, I had completely forgot he was standing there, witnessing the whole encounter. I don't want to get in trouble for the second time today.
"What'd I do?" Carson shouted from where he was seated.
"I don't know, I just heard your name so I assume you have something to do with all of this," Mr. Harrington said and I couldn't help but laugh.
Carson sent me a dark look before walking in the direction of the principles office. I wanted run after him but with that look he gave me I wasn't so sure that was the right thing to do, so to avoid walking to the office like a loner I walked close to Hannah and... Brody.
My thoughts wandered back to that kiss we shared a few moments ago. What was that? Was he gay? I assume so, a straight guy would never kiss back like the way he did. If he was gay then, he had to be into me, no one can resist my charm and beauty. Plus, there's the fact he could've pulled away from the kiss. I don't know but I was pretty fond with myself right now, I made an actual gay boy fall for me. I think.
Although he was sort of cute-ish, and I say this in a totally straight way, that kiss was phenomenal. But it's just too bad I'm straight. What I don't understand, thought, is why I enjoyed the kiss more then I should've. What do I need to do, see another half naked girl to get that kiss out of my head? Maybe I'll do just that, change my gym clothes in the girls locker room today. They'd definitely appreciate that, and I definitely would too. They just adored when I told them their body's were hot, and I did meant it too. Well, some of them for the most part.
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Liar Liar (BoyxBoy)
Teen FictionVincent Pezzementi, captain of the lacrosse team, MVP two years running, and proud gay. Or so everyone thinks. What no one actually knows is Vincent is not actually gay. He is only faking to have all the screaming, and not to mention extremely hot...