Loving Them I ✅

chapter thirteen

Today we had went back to school like normal, the teachers were being bitches, the students were being bitches. Damn school was just a got damn bitch.

We had got a new assignment from Mr. Lachowski who was the science teacher. It was a project on cells. We would have to document and make a visual representation of a cell splitting. Which I didn't know much about but that's what Google was for. 

I had been paired up with Brandon however, so that was a downside I guess. He hadn't been very lively lately. He was just a emo mess that would sit down put some headphones in at lay his head down. 

I hope he didn't think I would be doing this project by myself.

"Hey buddy, I know we have had our differences but can you please help me with the project". I said with a fake smile and tone that had gotten so convincing I didn't think anyone could tell when I had slapped it on.

"You don't have to pretend to be nice to me, I never did for you". He said in his new monotone, edgy voice.

"Fair enough". I said.

"I'll let you skip out on doing this project if you suck me off". I said in a joking tone. He had made it painfully clear the last time he hooked up that he 'wasn't a fag' and 'never would make a mistake like this again'.

"Okay". He said getting up.

What the fuck did you just say. I said forgetting to speak out loud.

"Mr. Lachowski can Emmett and I please be excused from class today. He is having stomach issues, we promise to work on the project later today".

"Sure thing Brandon see you for class tomorrow".

Before I could process the situation unfolding before me I was lifted on a strong, muscular back and took out of the school into a red Corvette.

I really needed to start thinking about what I started saying around all of these boys.