INCIPIENT

fourteen

Mandag 11:14 | Monday 11:14 am

"The Penetrator party is this Friday!"

"I think Penetrator Chris likes her. Why else would he be hooking up with her at every party?"

Chris was walking out the A building when he heard some second year girls talking near the entrance of the building. He shook his head in disbelief– he couldn't believe how much everyone at this school gossiped. He liked gossip but he tried not to talk about it so much because he knows how annoying it can get especially when it isn't true. It's not cool meddling in other people's business.

He kicked some snow on the ground with his left foot as he walked across the courtyard and joined his friends. They were all sitting there– his fellow Penetrator friends and William was there too, of course.

A chorus of "heys" and "what's up man" came from every direction as he sat down alongside Theo. He replied to them with a quick greeting and stared off into the distance, not paying attention to the guys' conversation.

Julian talked lowly to the guys and they all snickered and chuckled at whatever was coming out of his mouth. They were all aware of the topic of the conversation except Chris– he had no idea they were talking about him.

Chris was still looking around the courtyard when Theo nudged his side, making his eyes change direction and lock with Theo's eyes.

Chris realized that all eyes were on him which made him a bit uncomfortable. He liked attention, but not when the same sex was watching his every move, it kinda intimidated him, but on the other hand, if they were girls he wouldn't mind.

He raised an eyebrow, "What the fuck is going on?"

"Julian here," William smirked and patted Julian on the back, "says you left the party early on Saturday."

"..So?" Chris furrowed his brows in confusion and looked around the group of guys. Were they talking about me this whole time? Chris thought.

"Soooo," Borkis spoke up, "we want to know why you disappeared the whole weekend. Are you hiding something from us? Or is it a someone? Hm?"

Eva? William mouthed to Chris. Chris shook his head and straight up denied it which left William a bit dumbfounded, he had expected Eva to be the reason for his best friend's disappearance.

"I just didn't feel good," he frowned and looked at Julian straight in the eyes. Chris had always been good at lying ever since he was a kid and he knew the guys would believe him and wouldn't question him any further.

"Well shit. You missed out on a great party," Borkis sighed sadly and pouted his lips playfully. The guys believed Chris and they all branched out into different conversations, leaving Chris out of them. William stared at his best friend because he knew something was bothering him. He wasn't like the other guys who believed almost everything that came out of Chris's mouth. William decided he'd talk to him about it later.

The bell rang and each of them walked their separate ways. From the corner of his eye, Chris saw William approaching him, but not in the mood to talk, Chris ignored him and fastened his pace to building B.

He entered the building and grabbed his math textbook from out of his locker and walked on over to his math class. Per usual, the girls stared at him as he entered the classroom but he ignored them and seated himself next to Eva. She was early for once and it surprised him but he kept his face serious and acted like he was unfazed by her presence.

"You okay?" She whispered. He could feel her eyes burning holes on the side of his head and despite wanting to meet her eyes and tell her everything that was bothering him, he didn't. He didn't want to be seen differently, he didn't want people to pity him. He'd rather keep it to himself.

"Yeah. Why wouldn't I be?" He shrugged his shoulders and drummed his index fingers on the desk. He ignored her questioning stare and instead focused on the rhythm of the sound he was making.

"I changed my nail color." She changed the subject and tried getting his attention, "I don't know if it suits me though," she placed her hands flat on his desk and waited for his response. He was acting differently and she wanted to know why.

He quickly glanced at her hands and a small smile spread across his lips. "You finally painted them red." Red has always been Chris's favorite color on a girl and for the longest time he had tried to convince Eva to paint her nails red, but she had insisted the color would look bad. "It looks good on you," a smirk replaced his smile, changing his mood from zero to one hundred.

"Thanks," she grinned, "I wasn't sure about the color, but you were right." She decided to boost his ego because she knew he wasn't in the right place. He was acting differently today and perhaps boosting his ego would get his mind off of whatever he was battling.

"Did you– did you just admit that I was right? Who are you and what have you done to Eva Mohn?" He bit down on his lip and let out a chuckle.

Eva jokingly shoved him, "Shut up. This is the first time and only time you'll ever be right," she rolled her eyes and shook her head, but her smile never faltered.

He placed his hand on her inner thigh– very close to one of her greatest weakness. She was wearing sweatpants so that made his touch much more intense making her skin tingle.

Her eyes widened in surprise and she quickly placed her hand over his, "What the fuck are you doing?" She hissed at him.

He gave a nonchalant shrug and in less than a second his hand had made contact with her private area. She gasped as soon as he made contact and rather than pushing his hand away as she had intended to do, she let him do as he pleased.

"Fuck," she inhaled and tried to be as quiet as possible now that the bell had rung and their math teacher was starting the lesson. She bit down hard on her lip as Chris's fingers went in deeper and faster.

"Shit," Chris panted. He could feel himself getting hard and he knew that if he kept going he'd end up stuck in this classroom until he cooled down and he didn't want that. But he also didn't want to stop.

Fuck it, he thought and slowed down only to have Eva look at him desperately. He sped up and saw her close her eyes in pleasure, her teeth grazing her bottom lip and honest to God that shit fucked him up. He couldn't take it anymore so he decided to stop and in response to his fingers out of her area, Eva glared at him.

"Your place or mine?" He whispered and ignored her glare.

To her surprise he was going to make it up to her. Usually Chris would take advantage of a situation like this to get the upper hand, but not this time. "Your place," she decided.

"You're gonna be screaming my name all night long, baby," he whispered seductively against her ear and felt her tremble at his words.

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I UPDATED AYYYYYYE I'm sorry I just lose so much inspiration to write but then I'll watch Chris x Eva edits and it hypes me up to write but then I get uninspired again ugh

Also I rewatched Chris's clip from Season 4 episode 10 and LEMME TELL YOU HE WAS MADLY IN LOVE WITH EVA THEY WERE GOING TO BE ENDGAME BUT MARLON DIDNT WANT THAT.  I  FUCKING  CRY