CALL IT WHAT YOU WANT | FALICE

FIVE | AN EVENTFUL NIGHT

Tuesday, October 6th

12:09

At lunch, Fred sat in front of FP and opened his lunch bag, pulling out two perfectly wrapped sandwich and a juice box. ''I got you a sandwich.'' He slide one in his friend's direction, earning a thankful smile from FP.

Losing no time, FP unwrapped the sandwich and took a large bite. He was so hungry. After the small altercation between him and his dad last night, the teenager didn't dare going downstairs for dinner. He stayed in his room and ignored his screaming stomach.

''Did you forget we were supposed to hang out on Saturday? I called you and your father said you didn't come home after work,'' Fred said, opening his sandwich.

''I had to work until closure,'' FP explained.

Fred's eyebrows shot up. ''You worked from eight to closure? Dude, that's more than twelve hours! That's crazy.''

''I have to do what I have to do if I want to afford college.''

College was a part of the reason why FP picked up a job at Pop's. Although scholarships were a possibilities, you can't rely on that. He knew his father wouldn't be on his side about college and wouldn't give his son a single penny for his superior education. When FP talked to his dad about getting a job, he tricked him into thinking it was to help with the bills so he took advantage of the situation. He got lucky when Pop placed a flyer on the door of the diner, saying they were low on staff. FP applied and got the job immediately. Every week, he would give half of his pay to his dad for the bills and put the rest aside for college.

''Still. You're gonna exhaust yourself.''

FP rolled his eyes. ''I'm fine, Fred. I can manage a double shift.''

''Talking about college, I finished filling all my college applications last night. My dad and I are going to the post office to mail everything tonight. Wanna come with?'' Fred offered.

''Erm, about that... Do you know where I can get extras? I accidently spilled juice on my college applications.''

''All?'' FP nodded. ''I think Mrs. Mars still has some. We can go to the counsellor's office together after lunch. We could go to mine to fill them and then send everything tomorrow? I don't think my dad would mind.''

''Thanks, man.''

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Thursday, October 8th

20:32

Much like the first time Alice came over, the night wasn't a success in therm of getting work done. It didn't take long for them to get bored of their assignment and soon enough Alice was sitting in FP's lap, straddling him, and he was running his hands all over her. No one could blame them though, it was much more entertaining that their science assignment.

Nails scratching at FP's back, Alice moaned loudly as he thrusted into her, hitting the right spot every time - or so.

Believe it or not, it wasn't FP's habit to have a regular hookup. He was the BMOC of Riverdale High, the all american athlete, a studmuffin; he didn't have difficulty finding girls to hookup. On the contrary, he had them at his feet, begging to be pulled in a bedroom.

They reached their orgasms and FP pulled out, rolling on his side to drop the used condom in the trash. He ran a hand through his raven hair, pushing back the fallen strands and sat next to Alice, drawing the blanket over them.

''There's a game tomorrow night. Would you like to come?'' FP asked casually, catching his breath from their previous activity.

''A football game?'' Alice wrinkled her nose. ''That's not really my scene.''