Someone Noteworthy(BxB, Light Smut, COMPLETE)

Ch.8- Jackson's sub-par vocab

     Justin: can you try to go hang out with your friends tonight?
     Fredrick: ... Why?
     Justin: Peter kinda asked to come over. Mom says its ok and I also don't need you fucking this up for me.
     Fredrick: $5
     Justin: Na-Nani?
     Fredrick: Stop you sarcastic ass weeb. I want five bucks.
     Justin: Fine...

     Peter and I walked out to his car. At this point I'm wondering why everyone has a car but me. Peter, Julie, Nick, the list goes on. Peter had another truck. This one was white and newer then Nicks.
     "So I need directions," Peter said.
     "Its outside of town but its still walking distance to the school," I said.
     "Just tell me where it is," Peter said.
     "You're no fun," I said

     Peter listened to some generic ass pop music. This act was not ok. It was an act of war. I'll have to get him back later. Also, we sent like five minutes on the road.
     We pulled into my house. The cow pen was open and my cow was eating out of the garden.
     "You have a cow?" Peter asked.
     I didn't answer. I quickly get out and lead the cow back to her pen. My battle cow, she even owns a cape.
     "I love it!" Peter ran up to hug the cow. "What's the name?"
     Marlin is a stupid name... It makes it worse when you realize that Marlin is a girl cow. Fredrick and I were young and stupid when we named her. But now she will only respond to Marlin. My big ol' cow dog.
     "Her name is Battle Cow." I lied. "My, um, sister named her."
     My sister, who was probably listening to all of this walked out. "She is named Marlin actually. Don't let Justin do this." Lillary said.
     "You named a female cow Marlin?" Peter asked.
     "It's better than Battle Cow," Lillary said as she ate straight from a box of my favorite snack Cheese Nips. "I'm not even sure where that name came from."
     "Are those from my room?" I asked her.
     Lillary looked down at the box and back at me. The little shit only shrugged at me and ate some more.
     "Why are you even outside?" I asked the emotionless little girl. "You don't have a book."
     "Mom and Dad are talking about taking in another child. They didn't tell me that but I can infer."
     "Big word for a little girl," Peter said.
     Lillary flicked him off and looked back at me. "Whos the kid?"
     I go to pick her up. "Apologize! You can't just do that to people!" I said.
     "So this is Peter then?" Lillary asked, grinned, and kicked my knee. "You should take me to the park."
     "Why?" I asked.
     Lillary pointed at where my room would be. "Thin walls."
     "Oh right. I need to tell mom about this." I said.
     "The park sounds fun," Peter said. "Why don't we all go?"
     "Lets," Lillary said.

     ~Meanwhile with Julie and Annie~

     "I can't believe Peter turned our Ice cream down," I vented to Annie. "I was hoping to question the boy about his new relationship with Justin tonight."
     "I think Justin's going to pull an Opollo. They got together with Jackson and then suddenly BAM! Opollo joined our group of gays."
     "On the topic, how long do you think Jackson and Trey have left?" I asked.
     "Shouldn't they come back Monday? It's been a few weeks now." Annie said.
     "Yeah, hopefully. I miss having the annoying Confederate to piss off." I sighed. "Trey is really something fun."
     "And Jackson being gone is really just allowing you to have way too much power," Annie said as we turned into the Dairy Queen.
     I suppose I should tell you about the two. Jackson is a small Hispanic child that uses big words. Jackson and Peter go back farther then I do with him. He has brown curly hair and always has this edgy leather jacket. I feel like he's going to start his own biker gang someday.
     Trey... Where do I start? He supports the Confederacy, he thinks Marvel's diversity is why they're a failing comic company, and is racist. He is what I mock Ned for not being. He supports Trump also. I don't see why he hangs out with my group as everyone but Ned, Peter, and Jay. Then only Ned is straight. So we're kinda anti him. He pulls the "its a free country" for sticking around after we try to kick him out and the "1st amendment" for his racism.
     They were both suspended because they got into a fight. Trey made an immigration remark and Jackson socked him. They broke into a huge fight. As a joke, we don't mention them.
     Anyway back to the main story. I pull in to the Dairy Queen parking lot next to a sadly familiar Motorcycle.
     "Is that... it couldn't be!" I said.
     "Let's go inside. Many people drive these." Annie said.
     I give up and walk inside. We make our order and go sit down. After a quick glance to the left, I see a curly haired kid with a radical let her jacket.
     "ANNIE LOOK IT'S HIM!" I yelled, rushing over to the now embarrassed Jackson.
     Jackson quickly put his helmet back on and tried to rush out. But I stopped him.
     "Well if it isn't that little job sealer," I said.
     "Like you would ever need a job living on the reservation like that." Jackson shot back.
     Annie broke in. "This talk is why you were suspended!" She said.
     "I was suspended because Trey can't take a damn joke. Then he thinks he can tell me that." Jackson said through his helmet.
     Jackson walked back to sit down. I followed with Annie.
     "So, how's our gaggle of closely bonded homo sapiens?"
     "Gay monkeys?" Annie asked.
     "People," Jackson said. "I meant people, you simpleton."
     "Wow, still big words?" Annie asked. "You need to stop."
     "Just entertain my query, please," Jackson said.
     "Remember Justin?" I asked.
     "Oh dear lord. Are you two having another petty squabble?" Jackson asked. "What did Julie do this time Annie?"
     "I did nothing!" I said. "Justin was in trouble with Nick and we decided to help him."
     "She tried to have sex with Justin but quickly gave up. Now he's on his way to pulling an Opollo."
     Jackson put his helmet covered head on the table. "Oh my god! This shit again? Who might this unfortunate victim be now? Is it Opollo, imagine the irony in that?" He said while laughing.
     "I think this is better then Opollo," I said.
     "It's Peter," Annie said.
     "You don't let me build up anything!" I yelled.
     Jackson's laughter became more intense. "Fucking Christ, I'm going to piss myself!"
     "We have reason to believe Peter is all ok with this too. He might even like him back."
     "Well, that Justin fellow always appeared to match the regular stereotype of the twink like gay teen. I am not surprised." He was slowly calming down.
      "You're not fun," I said.
     Jackson got up. "This is where we part ways I'm afraid. I am not willing to be the third wheel here." Jackson said as he walked off. As he left our food arrived and all was right.