high school dick

part 3

Devox opens the phone to find no password, going through the phone he didn't really find much downloaded, and his history is pretty much wiped clean, the only thing he found was a number that he called almost everyday, probably some long distance girlfriend or some shit, and deciding to mess with debo he was gonna call and prank call them, just then the phone rang, it was debo calling through his home phone, "hey can I come back around to pick up my phone I kinda need it," still embarrassed about what happened early, debo gulps, . " Um sure I guess, I don't really care" devox said in a no duh tone, devox gets nervous that the boy is coming back again after what happened, he'd never felt that way with anyone else, and trust me there have been quite a few before him, "ugh I'll be there in a few minutes to get it," with that debo hangs up, leaving devox to his own mind, soon debo walks up the drive and knocks on the door,"hey". "hey so um ny phone" debo says nervously scratching the back of his neck, "oh uh yeah one sec I'll grab it from the kitchen." Debo waits for devox to get his phone, then leaves again trying not to think about earlier, devox watchs as he walks down the driveway, he suddenly starts thinking about that number in his phone, and who that could be and if it was his girlfriend how lucky she was, hold on wait the fok, why would I care if it's his girlfriend and why is she lucky, she's stuck with a nerd, a nerd with fluffy and hair, and the most adorable puffy cheeks, and holy fuck what was going on in his mind, this needs to stop, devox decides the best thing to do is go out for a few drinks with his friends,

'debos pov'
I can't believe I left my fucking phone there I was in such a rush to leave, debo opens his phone and sees that the browser is open, he never leaves the browser open, what the heck, he quickly realizes devox probably went through his phone, pissed of that he would do that especially after what he started back there at the house, debo storms home and goes to his room, like hell if he's ever going back there to help him study again, 'few hours later' debos in his room and he can't help but think about what had happened that day, he wanted to be angry about it like he had been before but the more he thought about it the less upset he was, I mean how could I be upset with such an amazing kiss the way his slight facial hair rubbed my clean shaven face, and the way his hands felt touching me, woah what am I thinking this is wrong so so wrong, I need to just forget about the whole thing thats what I need to do, yeah, debo remembers his friends telling him about them all going to a bar that night and he had told them no at the time, but he was starting to think maybe a drink was just what he needed, so he went to go get ready to go out to the bar, *to be continued*