Mr. Douchebag

"I wonder if he'll let me give him a blow job." I heard a girl whisper to her friend beside me.
That done it, I busted. I couldn't hold it, I burst into laughter. My laugh was so scratchy and foreign to my ears. I heard the class go silent and I could feel their eyes drilling holes into my head. Murmurs erupted between students but I didn't care. Tears streamed down my face that I was sure was red. I blew deep breaths and looked up. Mr. Douchebag had a indescribable look in his eye and everyone had surprised looks on their faces. I was drying my eyes when I heard exactly what I was afraid of. "That's the first time she laughed since Connor...." Says the girl who wanted to give douchebag a blow job. It was like a switch being flipped. My face converts back to its blank state. My voice dead of emotion turning to douche I said," Mr. Douchebag, Sarah here is wondering if you would let her give you a blow job."