Often | JJK

二

[Impertinence and leather jacket]

Leemore Pacific High school.

The most original, brilliant and excellent school I ever have been. Practically populated by sluts, pathetic blabbermouths, drug dealers, first category losers, nerds, drug-abusers and whoremongers without grace.

Summed up the lowest of the low.

My bighearted brother took the initiative to look for a certain girl named Sydney in his contact list who was apparently, in the opinion of him, a very innocent cute girl, except for the fact that she lost her virginity three hundret eighty-five times, but I didn't mind it at all.

He just wanted me to integrate nicely and to find someone to accompany me at first day of school and I would lie, If I would say I wanted the opposite for myself.

So I wasn't surprised to see her face, as I closed my new locker with dick drawings and written like "sex" or "fuck" on it.

"Hey Cher."

She gained immediately assurance with me at the first moment she saw me and I wasn't sure If I should be relieved or scared of it.

I knew less than nothing about her, but her exaggerated décolleté and short cocktail dress gave me the sensation, that she enjoyed the attention of the male population way too much, something that contradicted her angelic face.

But taking a look around I had to say she was the most decent and respectable one.

"How was the exam?" I tried to start a conversation, digging into my memory, about the topics we were talking about new hours ago.

I saw her, making a displeased face.

"A disaster. I planned to copy from a girl with glasses, but she built a wall with her pencil-cases."

I furrowed my eyebrows by hearing such a childish thing.  I mean those kind of things were very trendy in the elemantary school.

"What about your first day in our school?" she dramatically opened her arms, showing her pride on being in such a honor school.

My first day was full of awkwardness, incompatibility and uncomfortableness. Practically everything I didn't want to, but expected.
But I could live with it.
"Good, it looks cool." I lied straight to her smiling face, but finally I was the intruder in all this, so why was I complaining anyway?

"I know right! And there is more to know! Today at 9pm in the school gym will be an organisated boxing match with bets included."

Her eyes were basically shining, transforming her words in a day dream in her head, but at my opinion, she was too excited to see two stupid persons fighting for money.

In poor words, persons who fight for money are stupid, while the persons who go there to bet on them are more stupid than the fighters themselves.

I didn't have the time to recline her polite invitation, that a someone bumped accidentally against my shoulder, causing me almost to lose my balance.

The boy turned around for a moment to look whom he bumped against and not to excuse for sure.

Someone with incredibly delicate features on a trenchant face full of malicious glances.