Chapter 1

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It's 5:14 am and school starts in two hours and six minutes. The reason I'm awake is because for the fourth time this wek I had an erection from dreaming about my crush. See in my school I'm one the guys that get bullied, luckily I live in a town were sex is surprisingly rare. See this story I'm about to tell you might sound familiar but trust me it's different, just read and you will see. I sat up in my bed and sighed wiping my face. I pick up my phone finally deciding to answer my annoying friend Zoe who was calling for the 30th time about her cheating boyfrined. "Hey Zoe, what did he do this time?" I said getting up to get something to drink. As she began to ramble on I switched it to bluetooth and put my phone in my shorts pocket. Once again she caught him sleeping with her auntie, so once again she was heart broken and confused on why she has such a fucked up life. "Zoe, maybe he just has a thing for older ladies?" I said getting some milk from the fridge. "But why my auntie?" She questioned sobbing into the phone louder than usual. See Zoe is the type of person who chooses to live in denial about something and just cry about it."I don't know what to tell you there Zoe, but if you want you can come over and chill." I offered her like I always do and set up the plate of oreos she loves everytime she cries. "Okay I'll be right over just let me get ready for school." she answered sniffling. "Okay, just be quiet this time my mom's boyfriend of the day is an ass." I warned her. "Really? What is he this time?" she wondered. "Our P.E. coach, which means no mile today." I answered looking for the strawberry syrup to make her strawberry milk. "Oh damn, that's gross." Zoe said gagging. "Nah they did it last week at the track meet so it's whatev." I said calmly glad I found the god damn syrup. "Just ew. But okay. I'll be over soon." she said before hanging up. See I already knew growing up that this was going to be my life, because when I was little mom used to be a stripper, only she got tired of foreplay. That's when she started having one night stands, she also changed her job, or career path. Somehow how she became an accountant at a law firm, I didn't even know she had a degree, but turned out she had three. All I thought was, what the fuck was all the stripping for then. I don't know, one day when I was visiting dad I asked him what he thought, he just said my had a sex drive that uncontrollable, and that she left him because he couldn't keep up. I realized then that life was fucked up, but aye when is it not. I went back to my room to let Zoe in through the window and give her a hug. This is how our friendship worked, she cries to me, I ramble to her, we discuss, and then we hug it out and moved on. "Better?" I asked. "Hell yea, he can go suck it this time I'm done." Zoe said punching me in the shoulder letting me know she's okay. "Finally, thank God." I said picking her up and swinging her. But, like always I kissed her to mess with her and she noogied me. "One of these days you got to stop that." She said wiping her lips. "Um sure when you stop dating dick heads." I answered getting ghetto fabulous on her. When it comes to Zoe, I sometimes act like her boyfriend. Most times because she is kinda of my crush and she knows it, but we never really bother with it. When we're single we just say we're dating until the next dick muncher comes around and catches Zoe's eyes. "Oh really what you going to do about it." she taunted me. So I pick her up and kiss her as she run her fingers through my hair. A few minutes later I put her down and pulled away to finish making her strawberry milk. "God I missed that." she said sitting down at the counter. "Not my fault you went and dated the ass of a meat head for the last four weeks." I countered giving her plate of cookies and milk. "Sorry I wanted to see if he was different." She pleaded. "Oh he's different, different from me." I said going around to sit next to her. We just sat there joking around as she fed me cookies and I stole some of her milk. When it hit 6:15 I went to get ready for school, and like always Zoe watched me change. With me and her we never go pass third base, it's like a rule around here. But, I'm the only guy who ever seen her like that. Zoe and I have understanding that we will marry one day, so we agreed to do whatever while we're young. The reason I get ready this early is because Zoe always wants a little something after every one of her breaks before school. This is why I love make up sessions, because that's when Zoe knows she owes me for technically "cutting" off. "So what do you want today?" she asked me laid out on my bed as I prepared my school clothes on my desk chair. "just get undressed Zoe." I answered not looking at her. "But, I already did". I looked over and Zoe was completely undressed on my bed in a seductive pose wait ing for me. "Oh you know just how to repay." I messed with her. "Oh just come get this already." She said gesturing me over. "Gladly." I said walked over getting on top of her. I went straight for her neck since that was he r weakness and ended up in a 69 just in time to get ready for school and head out. I walked out of my room with Zoe as my mother was getting for work. "Hey sweetie, Zoe." my mother said. "Aye mom."  I answered grabbing our bags. "So Zoe, the guy was good." my mother questioned. "No, your son's a keeper." she said while winking at me. All I could do was smile and text Kim some random girl I icked up while Zoe was off that it was over. The reply to that was "Just hit me up when Zoe runs off again baby <3 ;)" the usual response to my break-ups. Of course Zoe looking over shoulder saw. "So who you picked up and how come I didn't know?" she asked holding my hand. "Because was nobody, just a cope for when you're gone." I answered. "So Lisa?" she questioned. "Nope a new one, Kim." I said walking us to the bus stop. "Did you tell her the rules?" She asked. "Yea even though you never tell your little test runs them." I reminded her. "Because they already know, everyone in town knows." she reminded me. Which was true, we were known for what we do, I guess another reason why life's fucked up

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