My Bro's Hot Friend

Chapter III

I got late to maths class after spending more than fifteen minutes trying to process the fact that Zack Reed had messaged me.  The teacher nodded at me and greeted me with a "Good Morning" not interested in the fact that I had missed twenty minutes of her class.

I sat in the back of the class next to Tyler.  He has one of the most chill dudes I had ever met. He never studied or did any homework. In class, he'd be one his phone watching MMA fights or listening to his music. He had the lowest grades ever, but he didn't care. All he cared about was the joints he'd be smoking as soon as he got out of class. You could find him behind the school, smoking weed with his little group of potheads. All of them with their bloodshot eyes and dark circles.  Some of them had some strange body modifications. One of his friends, James Simmons had his tongue cut in half. They had loads of tattoos and piercings. Some had their head shaved. Basically what you'd expect from a dangerous prison gang. However, they were the nicest people in school. You could talk with them for hours about the most boring topic, and they'd somehow make it interesting. Maybe it was because they were always stoned... Anyways, I loved hanging out with them and I'd even smoke a joint or two while I was in their company. 

The teacher started asking about the homework and Tyler did what he always did when asked about any kind of homework or schoolwork. He shrugged and nodded his head negatively. The teacher sighed. Sometimes she'd give him a lecture. It wasn't uncommon. But Tyler never listened. He just didn't care.

Sometimes I thought he was depressed. The only times I saw him laugh was when he was on drugs... Maybe I should talk to him about that... One day.

Danielle Dawson, my best friend, who sat in front of me, turned back around with a huge grin on her face.  We usually called her Dan, since everyone who called her Danielle would get punched in the face.

"So, Zack Reed, huh?!"

I blushed.

"Nothing happened really..." I said, trying to look chill, but my cheeks were burning, my hands were sweating, and my heart began to beat super fast.

"You really hit it off Saturday... You're lucky... He's hot as fuck."

"He's one of m brother's closest friends" I laughed "And he's a bit of a prick... Not my type..." oh boy, I was lying so fucking bad. A hot, respectful, cute sweet guy that could cook? Excuse me, can you have at least one flaw?

He had at least two. One: He was a player. Remember the story of the three girls dating him at the same time? And Two: He was one of my brother's best friends... 

"Well, he seemed like your type when you two were almost fucking over your dinner table..."

"Oh god...  I was so wasted..."

"Yeah, I could tell... Some hours later, your booze finished and we all went to my house... Shit got crazy there... But you were almost passed out and he stayed with you. He said he didn't feel right leaving you like that."

I opened my eyes wide open.

"Excuse me? He did that?"

"Yeah. I know, I never thought he gave a shit about people... Anyways, you wouldn't believe what happened at my house, shit went through the roof..."

"Literally?"

"No...  But there was a fucking orgy happening in the bathroom which is kind of the same thing. But the craziest thing was you and Zack making out at your place... Jesus Christ, it looked straight out of a porno..."

"We made out, that's it! What's the big deal?"

"IT'S ZACK REED FOR GOD'S SAKE."

"So what? He's just a popular jock who is incapable of acting his age..." it was kind of true. Even though he was the captain of the Hockey team and had girls falling all over for him, Zack Reed was the biggest child ever.