Freddie Cook is NOT a Sex God

the third rumor

Aisha was like a warm breeze. Curls framed her head like a hallow, and a contagious smile . Freddie felt like some kind of teen queen drama character falling onto his bed with giddy fits of joy and embarrassment after he met her. Every time she messaged him, he thought his heart might explode, it was too much. So much that when she agreed to meet up Freddie freaked and begged Lydia to come with him. She said it was a stupid idea and she was right, but not in the ways they were thinking at the time.

All three of them went to Timezone and spending way too much money challenging each other to every game in the place. Freddie was worried Aisha and Lydia wouldn't get along, they seemed like polar opposites on the surface. Aisha always wore a smile, and Lydia's resting face was 'constant annoyance'. But they hit it off, after one afternoon the three of them became inseparable. That put a dent in Freddie's plans to woo Aisha but he enjoyed the company anyway. 

When school resumed all three of them were surprised and delighted to discover Aisha would be joining their school for the rest of her senior years. At school, of course, everyone thought Freddie and Lydia were together so Aisha was known as Lydia's friend. Freddie didn't mind, he was happy to take his time. 

Things were great until they weren't. Cancer reared his ugly head and ate Freddie's happiness like it did his dad's health. Freddie was glad he never actually made a move on Aisha after everything fell apart all over again. 

It would have been find if it weren't for the compulsory Year 9 PDHPE camp. 

Freddie had tried to get out of it, but in the end it was his dad that forced him to go. He didn't want Freddie to miss out on something else. Freddie didn't want to miss any time with his dad, but he went anyway. Because he needed the credits to pass, and because his dad wanted him to. 

The camp itself was pretty pointless, it was basically just a high ropes course and some seminars on health that no one really listened to. The real goal became apparent when the sun went down and supervision disappeared leaving teens to run raucous with whatever contraband they'd smuggled in.

Freddie was as ready as the rest of them to let if a little steam. Unfortunately, unlike his classmates, Freddie hadn't spent a few years building up a tolerance to alcohol. All it took was three cups of mystery mix and Freddie was being carried back to his cabin by Lydia and Aisha. 

He cried a bit then passed out. 

Alcohol combined with sleep deprivation meant Freddie was dead to the world. He didn't hear the screams of pleasure. A lot of other people did though. The walls were thin and the valley carried sound like a amphitheatre. Still Freddie would have remained blissfully unaware of the whole situation if someone hadn't banged on the door to check no one was getting murdered. 

Startled out of deep sleep Freddie clambered to his feet in fight or flight response. At the same time as Lydia artfully slid herself under one of the bunks hiding herself from view. The teacher burst in (followed several desperate stickybeaks students) and all she saw was Freddie standing shocked on the middle of the room while Aisha covered herself with a blanket on the bed.

Years later the incident would become a stitch causing party anecdote but at the time it was pretty traumatic for everyone involved. For Freddie it was clarifying in the worst way. It sucked to realise he was in love with someone at the exact moment he discovered she was sleeping with the other girl he had a crush on. It wasn't Lydia's fault, or Aisha's, but it still hurt. 

At the end of it all Freddie found himself the cause of another girls ruined reputation, which cemented his hatred for gossip. He couldn't even try to set the record straight because Aisha begged him not to. Through tearful eyes Aisha asked Freddie to go along with the lie because she wasn't ready for the world to know the truth. Freddie agreed because he didn't think he had anything to lose.

He got lauded as a sex god, Aisha was branded a home-wrecker.