Choices

Chapter 75

Yeah, I love doing all of these sims poses so enjoy it as much as I do! The song is No Wind Resistance! by Kinnert. Stay till the end for a little surprise I did today ;) I think you'll actually like this one.

(Brians POV)

I look at the room number once more, I guess one thing I like about American high school is no uniforms. I peek inside the room as students are looking at the teacher as he's writing something on the whiteboard. Perfect, all attention will be on me then when I walk in. I loudly open the door and walk into the class and look at all the different colored eyes turn from the old guy to me.

"Ah, class this is our new student Brian Hanby, he just moved here all the way from Ireland." Mr. Kimberlyn says as he glances over everyone. I let out a quick laugh and look over at the guy.

"Well fuck, do you want my social security number and blood type as well? How about my address while you're at it?" Hopefully the longer I stay in America, my accent will thin out.

"How about your dick size while you're at it, Brian Hanby!" A girl in the back yells. I look to where the voice came from as the class started to laugh. I was met with a tiny, long-haired brunette girl smiling at me. She seems like the culprit and my type. Alright shortcake, two can play at this game.

"Why tell you when I can show you late." I wink at her and start walking to the empty seat behind her. Her face grows a bright pink and she loses her smile, gotcha.

I didn't even hear what the fucker upfront was saying cause I was just trying to think of my next words to say to her. I set my things down and sit in the hard plastic chair. Her legs that were crossed on her desk were now on the ground as she turns and looks at me, I was met with the most beautiful piercing blue eyes.

"Listen, we already have one annoying Irish fuck at this school I heard. We don't need another, understand? So you can as so kindly go back to wherever the fuck you came from, I'll greatly appreciate it." She says with an attitude. I smile and lean forward so I can get closer to her. Oh, she's one of THESE girls, even better.

"You seem like the type of girl that has daddy issues I'm guessing. Luckily those girls are just my type." I smile even more as the purple-haired next to her covers her mouth and starts to snicker.

"You got that right that's for damn sure." The grape says as her snickering turns into full out laughter. I turn to her friend.

"Hey Grape head, is your friend here single or what?" I ask, gesturing toward shortcake. Shortcake groans out in disgusts and pretends to choke herself.

"I don't go for creeps just so you know, besides, you really aren't my type," she says as she brings her hands back down to her side. I look at her confused, wasn't her comment what got us here in the first place?

"Says the girl who asked for my dick size just a minute ago? But yet, I'm the creep, yeah okay. Anyways let me guess, you go for blondes and glasses? Or do you go for Asians? Honestly can't tell from how you look and act." She glares at me before turning back in her seat.

"Don't fucking cross me Hanby, if you know what's good for you." Oh I'm so scared of you. What will you do, kick my shins? Have to climb on me just to punch my face?

"Oh I was just messing around with you Shortcake, take a chill pill." I watch her shoulders tense up as she stands up, turns around, and slams one of her fists on my desk while the other grabs the collar of my shirt.

"Don't fucking call me that, you don't know what I can do to you," she threateningly says. So shorty has some unresolved anger issues. I chuckle and stand up, her hand lets go of my shirt as I tower over her now.