That's Him

Chapter 6

A bitch.

That's EXACTLY what she was.

Lea Fox was a hard-headed, stubborn, bitchy, picky woman.

And that's what I loved about her.

She didn't take shit, especially from me.

Ever since middle school when I lashed out on her, she always stood up to me. I only stopped talking to her because all the guys called me gay and shit so I did what I thought was right.

Obviously I was wrong.

Lea is gorgeous, smart, funny, social, strong, independent, and never fails to make some one smile.

If I could change anything, it would be that I would still be her best friend.

"Mr. Simpson." A voice cut me off. I looked up and saw Mr. Mitchell.

"Yeah?"

"What are you doing on the floor?" He asked and crossed his arms.

Then it hit me, I was on the ground, holding my nuts.

"Uh, nothing." I got my stuff and stood up.

"Mr. Simpson,  I'd advise you to stay out of trouble." Mr. Mitchell advised me.

I rolled my eyes and left the hall.

Lea was the only thing on my mind. She always was. She never left.

"Cody!"

Aw shit.

"Baby!"

Lea was definitely on my mind when Kelly was around to.

"Hey, Kelly." I groaned.

"What's wrong, babe?" She asked in her mouse voice. God I hated it.

"Just had my balls kneed." I groaned. Can she leave now?

"Aw, you want me to make you feel better?" She smirked.

"No thanks." I pushed her aside. "I have to get to lunch."

"Why are you avoiding me?!" She whined.

Maybe because you're annoying slut and everyone hates your guts?

"Please Kelly, just leave me alone." I sighed and pushed here aside.

I didn't like Kelly. Our "relationship" had no feelings, just hook ups. I never did anything with her, just making out and touching.  That's it. Kelly though, she's wanted to do it for a while, but I'm not getting any STD'S from her.

See, everyone only thinks I've banged every girl because I've dated a lot of them or I've made out with them at parties. I've only had sex once, my second girlfriend for my birthday. Classic, aye?

The cafeteria was loud and full. Walking into the room, the chess club was at their table by the door, art group in the corner, prep cheerleaders by the first window, my friends by the lunch line, the jocks including Tyler by the second window, and Lea and Ambers table behind them.

My friends sat on the other side, with a perfect view of Lea.

"Hey Simpson." A voice stuck out and the room fell silent. I turned around and saw Tyler standing up.

"What is it, Goodman?" I stuck my hands in my jean pockets and waited.

"Instead of picking on innocent girls, pick on a man, you pussy." He spat.

"Tyler." Lea shot up from her seat.

"Well then Goodman, where's the man because I just see an ugly chick." I smirked and the crowd 'ohhhh' ed.

"Simpson,  I fuc-"

"EXCUSE ME!" A stern voice stopped the action. Mr. Lopez, the principal, stepped in.

"Shit." Tyler said under his breath.

" Mr. Goodman. Mr. Simpson. My office,  NOW!" Mr. Lopez's vein in his head popped as he yelled at us.

I looked at Lea as she slowly sat down. She looked at me then quickly towards her tray.

"NOW MR. SIMPSON!" Mr. Lopez yelled and I followed him.

I swear, I'm going to beat Tyler's ass... Again.