in love with a pornstar (modern au fanfic LAMS)

Chapter 9

john

Fuck me in the fucking ass, why don't you? Go ahead. Ugh, this Lex guy is going to be the death of me. Only one week until I meet him. He's too hot for me. He's too hot for Jeffershit too. That ugly ass, broccoli headed, arrogant-

"John! May I ask what is more important than paying attention in my class?" Mr. Adams calls me out.

"Everything." I spit.

I hear some snickers here and there, but Peggy doesn't look amused. She's glaring at me.

"If that's the case, you can stay after school and have detention."

What are we in, middle school? You have got to be kidding. Suddenly, Peggy slaps me in the back of the head.

"Ow! What the hell was that for?"

"You're being a douche! Forget about you know who and focus."

I groan. Who pissed in her fruit loops? Not me. I would probably cum in them. Too far? No? I don't care. I nervously bounce my foot up and down, sparing Peggy some glances as she smiles down at her hoo ha. I scrunch my nose up but then I realize she's texting. Thank god. But who is she talking to? Whatever. I'll interrogate her grumpy ass later.

"Mr. Laurens! Please see yourself out of my classroom and come back when you feel like learning."

"Fine by me."

"Just for that you can go see Principal Washington."

"Even better bitch."

Peggy stabs my thigh with her stupid transformer mechanical pencil. I yank the pencil out of her grip and take off the top, dumping the lead out onto the floor. I then walk out of the classroom a smirk painted on my lips. I walk to Washington's office without a care in the world, he loves me. Suddenly I'm stopped by 'Balding at Nineteen Burr'. Great.

"You're roaming the halls without a pass. Here's a fresh detention slip." He gabs on, handing me a slip of paper.

I take it, crumpling it up and then shoving it down his shirt. Ha. Take that bitch. I continue walking to Washington's office, eventually taking a seat in front of him in one of those big arm chairs.

"Mr. Laurens! Why are you here twice in one day?'' Washington sighs.

Oops. Did I mention I got kicked out of class for watching porn that I thought was connected to my earbuds? No? Okay. What? People listen to music to concentrate, what's the difference?

"Adams is being a dick."

"Language, John."

I smirk, Washington and I knowing damn well he curses like a sailor when the class doesn't shut up. He stifles a laugh, but ends up coughing and clearing his throat.

"John, you're traveling in a few days correct?"

The fuck you mean Washington?

"Uh, yes?"

"Hamilton, am I correct?"

I cough.

"Uh, yes?"

"Interesting." He smiles.

"Interesting my a-," I start, about to interrogate him, but he cuts me off.

"Language."

I groan, looking down at my hands. This is so freaking annoying. What was he talking about?

"Mr. Laurens, I'm going to send you back to class with one more warning. If you come back to my hobbit house I will give you a weeks worth of detention. Am I clear?"

"Mhm." I hum.

He slaps me on the back and I walk out of his office. I go to the bathroom to fix my hair before I go back to class, as it looks like a birds nest. Jefferson gets out of the stall as I walk in and he scowls. The feeling is mutual. I take my hair out of the ponytail only to put it back a few seconds later. As I'm about to walk out of the bathroom Jefferson blocks the door.

"Move."

"Where are your manners?"

"I drowned them in my cum. Out of my way." I growl.

Suddenly he backs me up to wear my lower back is on the sink. I glare up at him while he takes my chin between his thumb and index finger. I slap his hand away only for him to bring it right back. This time, I knee him in the crotch watching him double over.

"Now you can't reproduce to create more fuck-ups like you!" I laugh springing out of the bathroom.

I make it back to Adams class with only a few minutes left in the class. I look around my desk to find my notebook but it's not there. I look to my right to see Peggy taking double notes. I smile at her but she tosses my notebook at me and I look down to see a note written by her.

listen you little shit. you're being a dick and it's not nice to be like one of your body parts. pay attention in class until it's time to travel or karma is busy sharpening her nails and she'll be with you shortly.

love~ peggy

Cool. Now I have to pay attention or she'll decapitate my head in my sleep.

"Class dismissed!"

I carelessly shove my notebook into my backpack before slinging it over my shoulder. Peggy and I begin walking to the parking lot to go get lunch because school lunch is shitty. We're allowed to leave campus to get lunch so that's what we're doing.

"Taco Bell?" Peggy suggests as she starts up the car.

"No." I scrunch my nose up.

"Okay, McDonald's?"

I roll my eyes. "Do you want diabetes?"

"Panera?"

"No."

"Dunkin, you picky hoe?"

"Okay. I guess we want brunch."

Peggy exits the school, driving to Dunkin. We talk about random stuff, laughing and gossiping about normal stuff that goes on in our boring lives. I tell her about my adventure with Jefferson in the bathroom and what what down in Washington's office. She also thought it was weird about what he said about Lexi. See? I'm not crazy. We eventually pull into the drive-through for Dunkin, Peggy sticking half of her body out of the window.

"Can I have a large iced coffee, a bagel with cream cheese, an iced tea with lemonade, and a bacon, egg, and cheese croissant sandwich?"

The lady takes our order and Peggy moves up the line, flipping off someone behind us when they beep at us. Peggy had dropped a penny and she really wanted it back.

We get our food and drinks, Peggy handing me my iced tea and bagel. We sit in the parking lot eating our food in a comfortable silence. Well, not until I brought something up.

"So who were you texting during Adams class?" I smirk.

Peggy nearly chokes on her iced coffee.

"Um, er, what?"

"Pegs, you can trust me. I don't judge."

She pauses for a few seconds before looking up at me.

I begin sipping on my iced waiting for her answer.

"Maria Reynolds." She mutters quietly but loud enough for me to hear.

You already know I did a spit take.