material boy // bxb fic

material

"here, baby, i bought this for you."

"darling, i got this for you!"

"hey, is this good enough?"

"honey you said if i got this for you we'd be able to do something."

these were words i heard about a few times every week. everywhere i went boys, and even some girls, would flock to me offering me jewelry, furs, or other exotic items just trying to get me in bed or in love with them. i love it. i am a material boy. i love things, i love jewelry, i love clothes, money, big houses, those kind of things. i just love stuff. now, i don't call myself spoiled or rich, but i sortof am. i have a nice paying job, well, i mean, being 16, a junior, and going to a cliquey high school while having a down low job of being an exotic dancer was pretty nice. yeah, yeah, you can say it's underage and illegal, but if you got it, flaunt it.

i slipped on my pink lace crop top and matching skater skirt; time for school. i dress pretty revealing in school, but noone seems to mind, so i just go with it. i was always a firm believer in body positivity and just flaunting what you have. for me, that was a flat tummy and a nice ass. after i struggled for a few minutes putting on my highest high heels and highest socks, i waved bye to my mom, her muttering something about my short skirt. i figured i'd skip breakfast and just grab some stuff from school. i was a cheerleader so i had to stay skinny and healthy. i wouldn't call myself popular, but i'm not a nobody. i just happen to be in the right place at the right time; plus, when you've got a butt like this... well y'know.

i stepped into my little pale pink thunderbird and drove off to my school. this car was generously donated to me via instagram. i never asked for stuff to be given to me, it just was. i was driving at a pretty lesiurely pace, so my hair wouldn't get messed up by the wind. i heard a few "hey babes" but payed them no mind. if they don't have credit, i just walk away.

i stepped out of my car, my heels clicking the pavement and my car was almost instantaneously followed by my two best friends, amaryte and mary. they each stepped out of their nice little cars and we were immediately at eachother's sides complimenting the others. of course, i got the most attention with my sparkling new swarvoski diamond bracelet and phone case. they asked how i got the money to buy these. i snickered, because of course i didnt buy them, they were given to me! duh. as if i would buy them. almost 80% of my money goes to my mom so she can pay for our food and house. the rest was for me. which was enough to buy nice clothes. but not fucking swarvoski jeweled phone cases. god, mary could be so dumb. but i love her.

stepping into the school as a 5'8 junior felt nice. 5'8 WITH heels, mind you. i was a relatively small-ish person, which is why smaller clothing fit me better. all the eyes were drawn to me, of boys and girls alike. honestly, i've dated half the boys. the other half are either super straight or too boring for me. i need a boy who will party with me, come to my club and support me, and then we can go home and cuddle and watch old movies and TV shows. haven't found one yet. sad sad days.

i peeked down at my schedule and sighed in relief. i had cheerleading first block, math second, fashion design third, and french fourth. luckily, i'd gotten all my educational classes out in sophomore and freshman year, so junior and senior year i could relax. i headed down to the gym with mary, where cheer and football/soccer/other sports were. my school was very athletics based, so sports actually get class time during the school day. as sad as it was, i couldn't go into the girl's locker room with mary and my other cheer friends, so i had to stick with the guy's. which didn't bother me, it always smelled like hot teenage boy in there, which wasn't a complaint. i'd rather that than 20 different perfumes at once. i followed the boys into the rooms, and began to slowly, and sensually, strip down to my quite revealing lingerie. all the eyes were on me, as always. i noticed that one boy didn't even bat an eye at me, and that intrigued me. maybe he was straight? that was ruled out quickly, though, as i saw the rainbow flag in his locker, which was a popular tradition of gay kids at our school. he had a nice body. toned, but not disgustingly muscled. his hair was covering his forehead in cute little bangs. he was about 6'3 and had the face of a sculpture. this was probably the first time i'd ever felt this gross feeling in my heart, a gross feeling that made me feel like i was gonna puke. i had to quickly avert my eyes, finished changing, and then rushed out with the other cheerleaders.

cheer practice went smoothly, and now it was time for math. i was taking a CP class, because of how far ahead i was in my math classes. i quickly picked my seat in the back of the class, nearest the window, so i could look outside at the school garden. "skye?? are you there?" i heard my teacher call out. "skye?!" i snapped out of my daze and quickly yelled out a "HERE!" he frowned at me and continued the roll. all of a sudden, i saw the same kid from the locker room. and of course, he was right next to me.  of. fucking. course. well, wasn't upset. as the great Cher from clueless said once, show a bit of skin to keep them interested. i pulled off the cardigan i had put on earlier because it was cold, revealing my shoulders and petite arms. i saw him glance over at me, and flash me a hot smirk. man, was i falling. and i was falling hard. the rest of class AND school was just a daze of me thinking about him and me fantasizing about him. i didn't even realize it was time to go until mary and amaryte were tugging my arm, telling me to go. i had to head to work. again, wasn't upsetting, but i wanted to see that kid more.