I walked into the class and waved to Naomi who smiled brightly at me. If you didn't know us, you would think that we had crushes on each other. But no, we don't. Usually when she smiles like that she whispers to me all class about Manolo. So when I sat next to her, I knew I was going to hear another one of her love sick tales.
"What did Manolo do today?"
Her smile got bigger as she began,"Today, after lunch, he walked me to class and told me I looked pretty."
"Without any interruptions from June and Anielka?"
She happily nodded.
"Wow. That's really something," I took out my pencil,"When are you going to ask him to Prom?"
She blushed and then hid behind her binder,"Oh, I don't know. I don't think he likes me..."
I narrowed my eyes,"Lies."
"Enough about me," she pulled her books out to avoid my face,"You taking someone to prom?"
"I think I'll just hang with the boys."
"Lame."
"Just like it's lame to not a guy to prom when he's clearly into you."
Before I could push her into asking Manolo, the bell rang. The class started and ten minutes slowly went by. Then Amaya came in. Her semi pink hair was on her face and her clothes were falling off.
"You're late, again, Mrs. Miller." The teacher said.
"Clearly."
"Do you have a pass."
"No."
"Well, why were you late to my wonderful class?"
"Sucking dick!" A voice said from the back.
"Jaso-"
"Shut the fuck up you little bastard!" Amaya said jabbing her finger in his direction.
The teacher stood up,"Amaya!"
"You know it's true!" Jason laughed,"and you know what they say, girls with big lips suck big dic-"
"JASON!" Teacher yelled at the boy,"Do I need to call your father."
He grumbled and sat back down. The teacher told Amaya to take a seat.
Amaya was one of those goth girls that will kick you into the next universe if you don't like the same band. She has semi pink hair with black roots showing. Her hair was long and came down to her mid back. She was mixed with green eyes and a scar that comes over her cheek and a little towards the nose. Amaya wears black makeup everyday and doesn't like people. She's rude and sometimes-excuse my language-a total bitch.
Rumor has it that she's in a band. And within that band, is Zeda Martin, Nick Jones, Ricky Tucker, and her. Nick was in a relationship with June Yung, Naomi's best friend. Nick cheated on June with Amaya. They say that she was the one that persuaded him to do it and that they have sex everyday after their band practice. They say that she gives blow jobs for a dollar and will fuck anything that walks. They say she has all the STDs and HIVs under the sun. Now she's permanently labeled as a slut or whore. But that's just a rumor.After the bell rang the teacher asked for me and Amaya to stay after. Naomi waved me goodbye and whispered good luck. I wondered what I did. I'm a good student and pay attention unlike someone I knew.
"Kaldur, it has come to my attention that you struggle in my class with reading. So I'm making Amaya be your tutor."
My eyes got big,"What?! Please there must be some mistake!"
"There is no mistake," teacher said,"I think-"
"No way! He's a total nerd and goodie-goodie! I can't be seen with him! It'll ruin my image!"
"Honey, your image has been ruined," the teacher mumbled.
I narrowed my eyes at Amaya,"I think you're just worried that people will think you're having sex with me and finally got rid of your boy toy, Nick."
"You don't know anything, newbie," she dug her sharp black nails into my skin,"Besides, why would I fuck you? You're probably still a virgin, momma's boy. Or gay."
"I'm not gay," I stated,"you swim faster when you shave your legs and it doesn't make you gay. I feel as if you were trying to insult me but none of those in which you called me are insults. Unlike you, I do other things then have sex, like doing a sport."
"I have a band!"
"Zeda's band. And hasn't your mother taught you to keep your cookies in a jar?"
"I'm the lead singer of Zeda's band!" Her green eyes got bigger,"And leave my mother out your filthy mouth you bastard!"
"THATS ENOUGH!" The teacher cut in,"I want y'all to work together because Amaya is one of my many students that has an 'A' in this class. I was hoping that Kaldurs politeness would rub off on you, Amaya. This is not up for discussion. You work together and that's final. You start next week."
Then she dismissed us.
The first chapter said it's their first day of Sophomore Year but in this it's a few months later.
Picture: Kaldur and Amaya
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This book is gay
Teen FictionBook about my (gay) ocs Read about the drama filled life of my High school OCs I may not know all the models I use for my oc look alike but if/when I find out I'll credit them