Wacky Weird Boarding School Story

Chapter 7:

Chapter 7:

RECAP:

And that's when all he** broke loose.

Zeke jumped up from his seat next to me and got in Dylan's face. "You think whatever you want, but if you lay one dirty finger on my sister and I will personally beat you to a bloody pulp.And unlike new boy, you will be in so much pain you won't even be able to pee by yourself!" Before anyone could get beatededed, I jumped forward and pulled Zeke into the nearest closed area, which was luckily our own closet.

"You can not just go threatening people like that!" I yelled/whispered to him.

"I know, I know. It's just..." His mouth crushed against mine and my hands instantly went up to his hair. To most people, this must sound gross, insane, perhaps. But I like to think of it as... siblings with benefits. Unoriginal, right??

Anyway... his hands roamed my body, lingering on my silver chain belt. He nibbled at my bottom lip and I made a soft moan and giggled like a giddy school girl. The door knob rattled and I pulled away from Zeke. He wiped his mouth and Cam pulled the door open.

"Pizza's here, and it's under you're name." he said. I strode out of the closet and glanced around the room. Dylan was no where in sight.

I stuck my head back in the closet. "Do not fear, for Dylan not be here!" I shouted like a super hero. Z popped out of the closet and ran to the front door. He pulled it open and took the pizza's. He handed the pizza dude two 20 dollar bills.

"Keep the change." He said, before slamming the door in the delivery man's face. Zeke brought the pizza to our bed. The first, I handed to Jay and Cam. The second to new boy, who took a huge bite. And the last I left for Zeke and I. "DIG IN!!!!" Zeke shouted.

We began eating, and by the time I was on my third piece of pizza, Dylan strode in the room. "What do you want?" Zeke asked. Dylan stuck out his hand.

Zeke stood up and punched Dylan in the face. "OWW!" Dylan cries. Z shook his hand.

"Me too." He said. He handed Dylan a piece of pizza and retreated back over to me. We all finished there pizza in silence. When we all completed our pizza Zeke patted my back. "I got's the potty in me!!!" He yelled, running to the bathroom. He closed the door.

Cam came and sat next to me. "You want to go for a walk?" He asked. I nodded my head.

"Sure, just let me change." Jay and Dylan were staring at Cam jealously. Boys. I ran to my closet and locked myself in side. I pulled off my jeans and t shirt, searching my side of the closet. I finally decided on a pair of short black shorts and a neon green tank top. I pulled my cell phone out of my pants pocket and texted Zeke: Goin on walk w/ Cam BRB

I slid my phone in my pocket and slipped on my bright green converses. I bounced out of the closet. "LET'S BLOW THIS POPSICLE STAND!!" I yelled, running to the door. Cam opened it for me and I slowed down to a walk.

"Soo..." I said. Cam's hands were in his pockets.

"You wanna play 20 questions?" He asked excitedly. He was jumping up and down like a little boy on Christmas.

"Okay...I'll go first!" Cam nodded and I continued. "What's your favorite color?"

"Blue, what's your favorite sport?"

"Softball." I said. He looked at me funny. "What?" I demanded.

"I'm counting that as a question! I would think you'd like football or wrestling.

"They're okay, I guess." We were walking through a path in the far side of the woods. The school was surrounded by about 4 acres of forest. "Where's your favorite place in this whole crappy reform school?"

"The woods." He said without hesitation. "Okay, my turn. If I were to ask you out on a date, what would you say?" He had stopped in the middle of the path.

"Umm..." I thought. Images of Zeke kept popping into my head. "Well, may-" Before I could finish telling him maybe, Cam had me pinned against a tree. He started to kiss me like we were going to explode into a fiery death.

I, of course, id not kiss back, but instead, kneed him in the stomach. He fell backwards, clutching his abdomen. I gave him one last kick to the head and ran all the way back to the room.