Trevor in mm
Tuesday
August 21, 2033
12:16 pmMe and Matthew made it to school right before lunch started.
I could've just dropped him off and went home but I knew Ma would beat my ass worse if I didn't go.
I had went into the cafeteria while Matthew ran off, probably to find Zari.
After getting lunch, I sat on the far side of the basketball table.
I wasn't feeling nobody right now so I just wanted to be left alone.
Soon, everybody strolled in, making the room fill with noise.
I was still chillin in my lonesome until Lana ruined it, sitting down in front of me.
"Were you been all day?" She asked as she ate her salad.
"Just needed sometime to myself." I mumbled.
"Why? What happened?" She asked, faking her concern.
"This not the time to talk about it." I replied.
"Do you want me to come over later? We could talk about it then." She grinned, placing her hand on mine.
"Alright." I shrugged.
"Thing's will get better. I promise." She reassured.
"I hope so." I mumbled.
"What you say?" She questioned.
"Nothing. Lemme me walk you to class." I said, letting the machines discard our trays.
"What a gentleman." She smiled, standing up.
I joined her, bringing her hand in mine.
"Shit, if I ain't walk you to class, what type of boyfriend would I be?" I grinned at her.
She let out a giggle as we walked into the hallway.
"What class you got?" I asked.
"Why don't we skip class for a while?" She grinned, petting my chest.
"I den skipped enough class for a bucket of ass whippings, Lana." I replied, taking her hand off my chest.
"Just one more class won't hurt, Major." She scoffed.
"Aight." I shrugged.
She squealed before pulling me towards the stairwell at the back of the school.
She pulled me closer and wrapped her arms around my neck.
I placed my hands at her waist, pressing my lips against hers.
She moaned and pulled us closer.
"Ma-Major?" Somebody spoke.
I quickly let go of her and faced the voice.
"Damn." I cursed, once I saw that it was Matthew.
The bell rung seconds later.
"I'll see you later, baby." Lana said before giving me a kiss on the cheek.
She left and I looked to Matthew.
"Matthew-"
Was all I could get out before he rushed off too.
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Just Like Dad
Teen FictionMajor is forced to be the perfect everything: the perfect brother, the perfect son, and although he tries not be, he ends up just like his dad. (Sequel to Misunderstood)