"You agreed to... WHAT?" Grae shouted from his seat opposite Zachary at the cafeteria table.
"I agreed to tu-"
"I know what you said dumbass" Grae cut him off. A brief silence fell over the table.
"Do you realize that finals are like... a week away and you have to get him up to speed with a shit load of work and I bet you he knows little to none about any topic in history." Grae stated, looking quite amused with his friends situation.
"Of course I realize that but what could I say to Mr. Warren? He looked so desperate." Zachary said, trying to justify his decision. Grae scoffed and looked at Zachary amusedly.
"How about... fuck no!" Grae suggested.
"Why are we saying fuck no?" a voice spoke from behind Grae. Grae turned around to see Chelsea standing there with a lunch tray in her hand. Zachary's face turned sour within an instant. Chelsea and Zachary had never gotten along well. There's never a day that goes by that Chelsea doesn't pick on Zachary and visa versa. Grae found it rather amusing to see the two of them go at it. It was like watching a comedy show live.
"Hey mousy" Zachary greeted
"Hey yeast infection" Chelsea greeted.
"So what is this I hear about you having to say fuck no to warren?" Chelsea enquired.
"He agreed to tutor Hayden golias in history for the work he missed out on which is the whole years work"
Chelsea looked at Zachary for a second and then burst out laughing.
"You think you can tech that dumb jackass the whole years work?" Chelsea said between laughs. "Hayden is the dumbest fuck that I know! God Zachary!"
Zachary decided to rather focus his attention on someone who can help him. He really didn't have time or patience for Chelsea's shit. Looking at Grae worriedly, he cleared his throat
"Grae, what do I do?" he asked.
Grae looked deep into Zachary's hazel brown eyes and took a hold of his hands.
"Zachary Wintergard. You have to do what you promised. You have to keep your promise and teach that kid history. I believe you can do it."
For once, Zachary believed that he could do this until Chelsea barged in.
"Or you could just suck his dick" she suggested
Both Zachary and Grae turned to her, faces showing disgust and discomfort
"What... the actual fuck Chelsea" Grae exclaimed. Chelsea just shrugged, packing her books back into her bag.
"I don't know, everything works out over a blowjob" she said casually.
Zachary leaned into graes ear.
"We need to start brushing her teeth with holy water" he whispered
"Agreed" Grae whispered in reply.
The bell rang signaling that their lunch break was finally over. They all parted ways and went to their respective classes. Deep down inside, Grae had this feeling that he could not explain. He has had this feeling for a while now. He doesn't know what it is and how to describe it but it felt weird. Shrugging the feeling off, he finally made it to his music class.
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i didn't kill him
Teen Fiction"So... what do we do with this?" Zachary asked worriedly, gesturing to the seemingly lifeless body on the coffee table in front of them in the teachers' lounge. Grae looked at the body as well, still in shock of the events that unfolded before his e...
