Am Not!

Hella

Otter's P.O.V:

I tripped over the same empty bottle again, and of course, everyone laughed when I spilled my shit EVERYWHERE.
God, can't people give me a break? I'm the local weirdo, back up.

I snatched up what I could and raced to my first class of the school year. I shoved some chic out of the way so I could be on time, didn't to shit. I was still late. Damnit.

HomieRoomieTeach handed me a slip, I growled and swiped it from his hands. He just smiled and pointed to where a desk stood all the way in the back. I blew a raspberry and marched over.

Next thing I fuckin knew, class had started and Evan GreenWoods was sitting next to me. His blood red hood up and over his pinewood hair tinged with orange. Evan darted his grassy green eyes at me. I could just feel em drilling holes into the side of my head, so I looked to my side.

I glanced over hesitantly. Evan sneered, smiling. My eyes widened a bit and I looked back down at the paper I was assigned, my face flushed a little. What was he laughing at?

Maybe the way I looked at him like a pussy. Or maybe the way I...ugh, blushed? Whatever. It's done. After about 25 minutes of being lectured by HomieRoomieTeach, I felt the urge to catch another glimpse at Evan.

Why? No fucking idea. It was just the way he looked that made we so interested. He sat there with no fucking emotion! It's weird what people do. Apparently, Evan read my mind. Because AS SOON as I looked at him, he shifted his gaze towards me.

We had each others eyes locked. I couldn't pull away! AHHHH! Abort abort abort! I shook my head and quickly focused on my work. "Pfft, what was that pussy boy?" Evan whispered. "You don't just leave me staring at you like a creep"

I gulped, his voice was so soothing and fine toned...it sent chills down my spine. Then I realized he called me Pussy Boy. yOu wAnNa tHrOw sOmE rOUnDs bInCH? SqAuRe uP yoU liTTlE shIt. I just blew my poofy cotton candy colored hair out of my face.

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I stood up and started walking out of class when I felt someone grabs my sleeve. I stood there, frozen. Everyone, even the teacher left, without saying a thing to us. Fast as lightning, I was spun around.

Before I could process the whole fucking situation, Evan had grabbed hold of my collar and pulled me in. He smashed his mouth against mine. My eyes widened to a inhuman point. I grabbed hold of his hoodie right as he slipped his tongue into my mouth.

"Mnmng!" I moaned. I pulled him away before he could do more. I huffed. "Pussy..." he mocked.

"Fuck off faggot..." I growled. "Oh I know I'm gay. I'm very gay." He said, smiling.
"The hell is wrong with you?" I said. "Bunches out things. Evan, is my name." He just grinned.

"I know who you fucking are..." I spat. "And I know who you are...Otter Rivers." He chirped. "Faggot..." I barked.

The bell rang, I raced out. I hid in the supplies closet, away from that sexy—I-I mean....ugly faggot.

I'm not gay I swear.

I exhaled and ran a hand through my messy hair, and slumped to the ground. I guess I fell asleep because when I woke up the bell for lunch had already rung. Damn, I was out like a light.

I stepped out and sprinted to the cafeteria. I spotted Rowan almost immediately. "ROWANSHOWINANDFLOWIN!" I yelled, Rowan turned round and waved.

He raced over. "What's wrong OtterSlaughter?" He asked. "Nothin. But where's that prick Evan?!" "Evan GreenWoods?" "yEs." "Probably went for his meds or some shit like that."

"Bleh. That bastard." I grumbled. "What happened with you guys?" Rowan asked, walking out of the cafeteria. I followed. "Dumb bitch kissed me." I barked.

Rowan's eyes widened. "Holy fabric of hell, we got a gay boy?" Rowan said. "Guess so." I shrugged. "Wasn't that your first kiss or something?" Rowan asked. "Oh shit, you right HomieRowie!" I said.

"Damnit, that jackass is gonna pay." I growled. Rowan got out a small baggie and I glanced at him. "Yeah, need that good shit@-@" I drooled as Rowan rolled it up.

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I coughed and giggled the way back to class. I smelt like smoke and my eyes were red. The teacher is gonna know something is up. I slumped in my seat and snickered.

A girl sat next to me, her face a bright red and her long brown hair drooped over her eye. I blinked. "S-stop staring at me...Otter-Senpai." The girl squeaked.

"How in the hell do you know my name?" I questioned. She flinched and her face went red. "E-Evan-San told me..." She whimpered. "Ugh..." I groaned. "I-I'm Vika! O-Otter-senpai." She said, crossing her arms under her chest.

She was pretty hot, I have to say. Her hair went down to the floor and her eyes were a enchanting purple, her chest was huge too. Like damn.

I'm a perv. But I couldn't take my eyes away from her boobs. And she held her arms tightly together so @3@. She finally took notice and blushed. "St-stop!" She whined.

"Sorry sorry." I quickly looked away. I still felt high so I just feel asleep the rest of class. Bleh, today was a long day.

I woke up in the library, tied to a chair. Like what in the hell?! I struggled in the chair. Evan took a step into my view. "YOU BASTARD! LET ME OUT! YOU'RE IN A HELLA AMOUNT OF DANGER WHEN I GET OUT OF THIS THING!"

Evan just snickered. Oh shit. Sos. Help me.

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