Oakland

Chapter 2

Dylan looked at the crumpled piece of paper in his hand. Locker number 501. He walked on down the long corridor. The paintings of past pupils and principals were hanging on the cream walls. There were large open windows in between every four paintings. This was Dylans third year at Oakland Secondary School. Every year he had the same talk with Principal Ryan; behave, don't sleep with many girls, keep the drinking, partying and drugs to a minimum. Dylan didn't have to worry about sleeping with other girls because he was dating Nora.                                        Dylan and Nora had been dating for the past year and he had stayed loyal. That was a world record for Dylan because usually, he had two different girls by his side. Nora was Dylan's first proper long-term relationship. Nora had long blonde hair, pale skin, blue eyes, and a fabulous body. She was feisty and knew how to keep him on his toes. Nora was always on top of Dylan. Dylan worshipped the ground she walked on. When she walked past all the boys and Dylan would get hard on the spot. Dylan liked Nora very much, maybe even loved her...                                  Dylan looked at the numbers on top of all the blue and white lockers. 498,499,500,501. He reached for the locker handle when he saw a girl he didn't recognize. Maybe she was new? Or maybe she was here the whole time but he just never noticed her. Dylan turned back to his locker. All his books were already in there. The girl was now standing beside him. Her mahogany brown hair was flowing down past her shoulders. "Hey, could you open this for me?" she asked with confidence. She turned her head and looked Dylan straight in the eye. "Yeah uh sure" said Dylan twisting the handle. After a long painful silence, she said: "I'm Erin".  "I'm Dylan. I have a girlfriend." said Dylan closing his locker. Erin looked like someone had just told her she had a spider in her hair. "Excuse me? " Erin said. Dylan thought she sounded pissed. No girl was ever pissed at him. She should be saying, let's fuck. "I said I have a girlfriend. Girls like to fuck me." said Dylan turning to face Erin. Erin rolled her eyes and slammed her locker. She turned and walked off.                                                                                                                                                                                Dylan saw Nora standing outside the girl's toilet blocks. "Hey babe, I'm sorry I got held up. There was this new chick or old chick, I'm not sure, who was at her locker and-" Dylan said before he was cut off by Nora shoving her tongue down his throat. "Don't worry 'bout it, yeah?" Nora said running her hands between Dylan's hair. He put his hand on her waist and she pushed them down lower. "Nora, babe, we're in a corridor" said Dylan pulling away. Nora looked at Dylan like he just said Maths is fun. "Have you lost your balls? Grow a pair, Dylan" said Nora taking her blazer off. She pulled Dylan up against her body and put her hand down his pants. "Nora, stop." said Dylan fixing his shirt. Nora looked bored. "I don't know what the fuck happened to you over the summer but I  don't like it one fucking bit." Nora grabbed Dylan's hand and led him to the cafeteria.                                                                                                                                                                                   Dylan walked through the large, grand iron door to the cafeteria. Nora was holding his hand. He looked around and saw Henri, Zak, Razi and James. Of course, James is there, he always is, thought Dylan. James and Dylan didn't get on very well anymore, not since the gang got set up.  Dylan was older than  James by thirty minutes. They were the Russo  Twins. Two peas in a pod, that was until two years ago. Henri LaBlanc and Razi Kuyken had been friends with the twins since first class. Zak Yao became friends with the boys two years ago when he moved from South Korea. Dylan, Henri, Razi, and Zak; the elites of Oakland. All for a good reason.                                      Razi stood up from the bench and called out "Aye Dylan my man ."   Dylan walked across the noisy cafeteria. Heads turn and eyes were fixed on Dylan. They always were. His fellow pupils knew what power he had and how dangerous he can be, especially after last week.                    Nora ran her hand down to Dylan's upper thigh. Dylan turned and looked her dead in the eye.  She winked at him and lead him to the bench. Henri was sitting with his arms crossed, his blonde wavy hair freshly combed. He looked just as much French as he was. His eyes were a deep green with a trace of hazel running through them. Henri was more like a brother to Dylan than James ever was.  "What's up man" said Razi as he shoved a sandwich into his mouth. "Hey fellas," Dylan said with a smirk. James was sitting on the far side of the bench. "Hello Nora," James said.  Nora made a sound that sounded like a squeak "Shove it up your hole, James". "Anyone seen Lily Abercrombie. Sheesh, her ass, boom"  Razi said making explosion gestures. Zak nearly spat out his drink. "Lily has the brain of a ten-year-old. She wouldn't hook up because she wouldn't know how to," said zak slapping Razi on the back of his head. There was a faint red mark left on his deep dark skin. "Yeah but if she saw this big black dic-" Razi began before he was cut off. "Razi shut the fuck up" Nora said glaring at him. Nora reached over and grabbed Dylan's hand and lead him back out of the cafeteria.