CHAPTER 8 | That Boy

MARK'S P.O.V. (A bit more of harsh language in this one. This is Mark's p.o.v. after all ;))

History class was terribly boring. Rather, every class was boring, but History was where I fought the most to not fall asleep.
Just listening to facts and events that occurred in the past. Things that I don't even care about.

Nobody to talk to, besides the stupid chicks who asked me every single day if I was still dating Scarlet, and if I was planning to dump her soon.

Yeah, I'm going to do that. But after that I don't want any more relationships with any other girls. I'll just stay single for a while.

So many girls to fuck in and out of this school, so many strip clubs to go to, so many whores who are willing to suck my dick in exchange of money. But I can't do any of that... not yet, at least. All because I have to be faithful to Scarlet. That's bullshit.

I'm not faithful to anyone.

Finally, the sweet sound of the bell ringing echoed through the halls, indicating the end of this hell of boredom.
I stood up, grabbing my backpack and walking to the door, getting out before anyone else.

I made my way through the now crowded halls, towards my favorite class: math.

No, I don't like math, nor I'm good at it. It's just that math is the only class where I can be with my friends. Besides, our math teacher is so fucking dumb, which is a good thing.

He's an old man who only goes to explain a new topic and he doesn't care if we're paying attention or not. We took advantage of that to talk and do whatever we wanted.

I could even fuck a girl in that class and the old man wouldn't notice.

I felt the stares of people as I passed, mostly girls who were squealing while admiring my attractiveness. Although that didn't bother me, as long as one of those people staring wasn't a fag.

By the way, I hadn't seen that boy since the day I threatened him. Sometimes I'd see him for a brief moment running away from me with other boys. He was so afraid of me that he wouldn't even take a glance at my direction.

Looks like the little fag learned his lesson. But I wish he could keep looking at me like he used to do... You know, just to have a reason to make fun of him.

Just when I was about a few feet from the classroom, someone grabbed my arm with a firm grip, slowing me down. I rolled my eyes, knowing it was one of those irritating chicks who wanted to get my attention. I wasn't surprised, though. This always happened.

"Hi there, Marky!! Where are you going?"

"...To class?"

"Ooh, great!" Then she made a sniffing sound. "Oh, you smell so good! What perfume do you use?" She said as she placed a hand on my stomach and moved it upwards slowly.

"I don't use one." I replied coldly.

She just laughed. "Oh my gosh, Marky, you have such a HOT body..." She whispered in my ear as she got closer and her boobs were touching my arm.

I shoved her hands away. "Yeah, I know. Now go away before you get any hornier."

"Ow. Ok then, I'll see you later, big boy!" She shouted, but before I could leave I felt a hard slap on my butt.

I stopped in my tracks and turned to look at the girl, who was covering her mouth and her eyes were wide.

"Oops, sorry!" Then she ran away.

I shook my head and continued on my way. These chicks are so fucking crazy. Nobody slaps my butt. Only I can do that to girls.

I entered the classroom to see my friends sitting in their usual spots. Only Herman was missing.

The teacher was already there but he was too busy reading something. He never noticed nor cared who entered and who left, and I'm glad. This class wasn't silent as the other ones. You could hear chattering all around and people throwing balls of paper at each other.

"Sup, guys." I greeted and took the empty seat next to Scarlet.

"Marky, my love. I missed you so much!" Scarlet said dramatically as if she hadn't seen me in years.

"Yeah, me too, babe." I leaned down to give her a quick peck on her lips.

But she wanted something more than just a peck. She wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled me closer, kissing me roughly. She almost shoved her tongue inside my mouth. I pulled away before she could do that. Damn, did she even brush her teeth before coming?

"Hey, hey you love birds. Don't get hot in here, please. Thank you!" Rupert said.

Scarlet just laughed while I resisted the urge to wipe my mouth.

"Whatever. Where's Herman?"

"Dunno. Maybe he got in another fight and got detention." Rupert answered.

I laughed. "That asshole."

Just in that moment, Herman walked through the door with a huge and idiotic grin on his face. That grin could just mean one thing. The fucker must have had some fun last night.

"Wazzup, guys? How's it goin'? Did you miss me?" He said in a loud voice while he took the only empty seat remaining.

"Nah. We actually hoped you'd die on your way here." Skylar answered, causing Herman to laugh.

"Why do you hate me so much, Sky?" He asked.

"Oh no, hate is a bit of a harsh word. I'd rather say: I dislike you." She answered.

Herman laughed again. "Whatever. I have something really exciting to tell you, guys. Yesterday I had one of the best nights of my life."

"Ugh. Not another one of your sexual adventures." Skylar said.

"Well, yes. It's another one of my sexual adventures. So deal with it, bitch!"

Skylar just rolled her eyes. She had no option but listen to the filthiness that I knew Herman was about to spill.

"Let me guess. You fucked another chick." Rupert said.

"Much more than that, dude. Listen." He said, then cleared his throat. "I had this gorgeous girl laying on my bed. Completely naked. Her long red hair covered her boobs. A pair of gigantic boobs, man! The best ones I have ever seen! She was moaning my name repeatedly and I hadn't even touched her yet. So I climbed on top of her, admiring her beautiful figure, until I couldn't resist anymore and I started pinching those gigantic melons, causing her to moan even more. She said 'Oh, yes daddy! Play with my nipples!'"

He imitated a girly voice when he said that, causing Rupert to laugh and I just chuckled.

"I obeyed and played with her nipples for a while longer. Until I decided it was time to move to something else. I leaned and whispered in her ear 'Do you want to see what I can do, baby?' And she moaned saying 'Yes, daddy! Show me!' So, the next thing I did, was to put my fingers in my mouth, and once they were wet enough, I placed them on her vagina and started rubbing them gently, then faster. She moaned loudly then- damn, I'm getting hard, man!"

Skylar's face scrunched up in disgust. "Oh my God, Herman. Just stop!"

Rupert laughed even more this time. "Dude, go to the bathroom and get rid of it!"

"Nah, I can control it. Let's continue. So, when she was ready, I stuck my fingers inside slowly. Then I quickened the pace. I was fingering her pussy so hard. She was a moaning mess. I asked her 'Do you like it, bitch?' And she said 'Yes Daddy! Faster! Ah ah ah!'

At this moment, by the look in our faces, we seemed to think different things. Rupert was laughing like an idiot, Skylar had a face of complete disgust, Scarlet was smiling creepily. That's odd, she seemed to be the only one who was enjoying this. Me, on the other hand, had my serious look as always. It was a normal thing to hear this kind of things from Herman.

"After that, it was time to go way further. I took the condom, I put it on my dick, I grabbed her waist and I-"

"Ok, enough! Just fucking stop!" Skylar shouted, something she rarely does.

We just laughed and Herman finally stopped.

"Ok, the point is I fucked her all night long until we were tired and went to sleep till four in the morning."

"Holy shit, dude." Was all I could say. He just laughed.

While he continued talking about something else, Scarlet leaned to my ear and whispered: "We should try that tonight."

I just looked at her with an are you serious? face. "Really Scarlet?"

"What? It's been three days since the last time we did it!"

"And you never have enough, do you? Calm down, Scar, not everything in life is about sex."

She just crossed her arms and pouted like a child. Truth is, I did want to do it, but not with her. Yes, the many times we had done it had been nice, but then it just became boring. I didn't feel the same excitement with her as before.

She was already used. I needed a new one.

I just couldn't find the right moment to break up with her. I mean, from all the girlfriends I've had, Scarlet is the most clingy one. She's become too attached to me, and I don't know how she would take it if I broke up with her.

She's said that she never wants to lose me. That I'm her whole world. What a bitch. She knows I don't last for forever with anyone.

Class went by and we kept talking for the remaining minutes. The teacher explaining the topic, but we barely paid attention. Finally the bell rang. It was lunch break.

"Boys, before you leave, I have to check your homework. Bring me your notebooks, please."

Great. Now we're gonna wait until the old ass man finishes checking the homeworks. Worst of all, I didn't do it.

"Damn it, man, I didn't do a shit." I turned to look at Rupert. "Hey Rup, pass me the homework."

"I didn't do it, dude. You know I suck at math." He replied. That's right, I don't even know why I asked him. He's a dumbass.

I looked at Herman. "You, Herman. Did you do it?"

"Didn't I just tell you I was busy doing something else?"

"Hah. Right." Then I looked at Scarlet and asked in a sweeter tone. "You babe? You have the homework?"

"My love, I'm a popular girl, not a nerd."

Ok, nobody did it. There was just one person left, though. All eyes were set on Skylar and she just raised her brows.

"Sky, we know you did it." I said.

She rolled her eyes and stuck her hand inside her bag, pulling out a notebook. We all smiled victoriously, knowing we all would deliver our homeworks like good and studious boys.

"You know, Sky. You're the only nerd that we actually like." Rupert said.

She scoffed. "I'm not a nerd, it's just that the homework wasn't that hard, you fools."

"Whether it's hard or easy, I'm too lazy to do it." I said and everyone replied with a same.

Again, Skylar rolled her eyes. I swear, if she keeps rolling them like that, they're going to fall off.

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We were standing outside the boys restroom, waiting for Herman who went to pee. Or at least that's what he said he was going to do.

"Watch it, slut." I heard Scarlet say.

I turned to see who she was talking to, and I was a little confused when I saw Amber, one of my ex's.

She laughed and flipped her dark blue hair before saying: "The only real slut here is you, who has shared the same bed with almost all the guys in school."

Scarlet gasped and took a few steps towards Amber, raising her hand, but Rupert stopped her.

"Woah, calm down, girl."

Amber just smirked and walked away, leaving a red faced and angry Scarlet. She snatched her arm away from Rupert's grip and looked at me.

"My love, don't listen to her. That bitch is just jealous because you're my boyfriend. She did it on purpose, she just wants to set us apart!"

"Yeah yeah, I understand. Just stop being so dramatic, will you?" I told her a little pissed but she obeyed anyway, clinging to my arm and resting her face on it. I resisted the urge to shove her away.

I wasn't surprised by what Amber said, though. I always knew Scarlet was a slut, and obviously I wasn't the first one she had been with. Because no one in their right mind would think Scarlet is an innocent angel.

Herman got out and stood by us, wiping his hands on his shirt. "Hey, what did I miss?"

"Nothing. You finished wanking off?" Rupert asked.

"Yep, it was amazing."

"Ew." Skylar said.

Herman laughed. "All that action made me hungry. Let's go to the cafe."

We agreed and made our way to the cafeteria.
We entered the warm room filled with the smell of hot-dogs and other food being cooked, which made my stomach growl a little.

"Jeez, I'm hungry!" Herman shouted. As always, getting the attention of everyone.

I heard murmuring and I knew they were talking about me, about how hot and handsome I was. Scarlet must have heard them as well, because she tightened her grip on my arm.

Among the stares of all the people, I caught Amber's sitting on a table further away, with another 2 boys and a girl. I noticed one of those boys was the nerd, and the other one was that boy. The only one who had his eyes down.

I found myself looking at him more than intended when I felt a pull at my arm.

"Marky, come sit here." Scarlet said.

I reacted and went to sit with them.

"I know how much you want to kill her. Believe me, I want to too." She said. She must have thought I was looking at Amber.

"So, what do ya wanna eat, guys? I'm bringing the food." Rupert offered.

"I just want some fries." Skylar said.

"Bring me a hot-dog, man." Herman said.

"Ok." Then Rupert looked at Scarlet. "You, Scar?"

"Nothing. I'm not hungry."

"Don't tell me you're on a diet."

"No, I'm just not hungry right now. Thanks."

"Ok. You Mark?"

I was so focused on that boy that I didn't even hear him.

"Mark!"

"Uh, what?"

"What do you want to eat?"

"Um, just a hot-dog."

"Ok, be right back." He said standing up.

I shook my head. Why was I the one staring now?

"Hey, Mark." Herman called me. "You see? There's the fag." With his head he motioned towards where he was sitting.

"Yeah. I see."

"There's also the girl who almost makes you throw up that day." Skylar commented.

Herman glared at her, then turned back to the table. "It's just incredible that Amber decided to be with that group of nerds."

"And it's fine. She better stay there and not here with us. Where she doesn't belong." Scarlet spoke with a voice filled with hate.

I watched as the group burst out laughing at a joke the nerd told. That boy showed a wide smile as he laughed with his friends. He looked happy and comfortable around them. I must confess I felt kinda bad for treating him badly since that day.

"What is that bitch laughing at?" Scarlet said in an annoyed tone. "I bet they're talking about me."

I shook my head. This girl thinks the world is spinning around her.

After a while I watched as the group stood up from their table and started leaving. My eyes were on that boy all the time. I couldn't keep my eyes off him until he exited through the doors.
Then I felt like I didn't want to be here anymore. I wanted to follow him. Wherever he was going. But why? The fuck am I thinking?

"Here you go, big boy." Said Rupert as he placed the hot-dog in front of me.

I grabbed the hot-dog and took a big bite. Almost half of it. For some reason I couldn't concentrate on eating. I just wanted to finish and get out of here.

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I exited the classroom after our final class ended. I made my way through the halls and wait in some place for my friends.
While I walked I caught sight of a familiar boy standing in front of his locker. It was him.

His friends were nowhere to be seen. He was just there, by himself, grabbing some things.

I don't know why I did this. I walked a bit closer and leaned my back on some lockers, a few feet away from him. I crossed my arms and just waited.

I received greetings very often, mostly from girls and some teachers. I had to reply to all of them, or I simply nodded. Honestly, it was a bit tiring being popular. They treated me as if I was a celebrity.

The halls became less crowded, and from the corner of my eye, I could still see him standing there.
I was uncertain about if I should risk a glance at him. I didn't know why I even wanted to see him. It's not that I... like him nor anything like that because I'm not a fag. I just don't know what's wrong with me.

I took a deep breath and couldn't control myself as I turned my head to look at him. He seemed to be going slower while he grabbed his things. I even think he wasn't grabbing anything now. He just froze. Like he felt my gaze and he was afraid I was going to do something to him.

But I wasn't... I just wanted that he looked back. Look at me. Look at me. I kept repeating in my head.

I thought he would just walk away and leave me there, but I was wrong. He slowly turned his head and our eyes met. There they were, those brown eyes looking directly into my grey ones.

I froze and my heart started thumping heavily. Why was I feeling like this? Why does he make me feel like this? What am I even doing? This was supposed to just be a quick glance, but now it was turning into a staring contest.

I admired his face while we were at it. I knew I was going to regret this later but I couldn't help myself to break the eye contact. He had his lips slightly parted as he looked at me, those small and pink lips; his brown eyes trailing through my face, and mine trailing through his. His short brown hair was combed perfectly. It made him look kind of adorable.

But the fuck am I saying?!

"Hey Marky! What's up, dude?"

Rupert's voice snapped me out of my thoughts. I broke eye contact with him and I sighed, putting a hand on my face. What the fuck just happened? What the fuck did I do?

Then there was a sudden change in my mood. I was feeling angry. Terribly angry. I felt like I needed to hit something. Anything.

I watched as the fag turned around and started walking away. Oh no, I wasn't going to let him get away just like that. Not without receiving his punishment.

I walked rapidly towards him and pulled him harshly by his backpack. He yelped and I pressed his back against my torso, wrapping an arm around him so he wouldn't escape. I felt a slight tingling sensation when his body hit mine. It felt... strange. But that wouldn't stop my anger.

"What did I say about looking at me, uh?!" I yelled in his ear. "I fucking told you not to look at me again! You stupid faggot!"

"I-I wasn't-"

"Shut the fuck up!"

I punched him hard on his cheek. I let him go and he stumbled, almost falling.

"And next time, it will be worse. You heard me?!" I yelled before walking away, my friends laughing and following me.

He deserved it for being a faggot.

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I parked the car in front of my house. I was still angry for what that fag had done. But also angry at myself, for doing such a stupid thing like looking at him. I'm such an idiot. That's absolutely not who I am.

I just need to sleep and not think about anything for a while. I opened the door to see my mom sitting on the couch, reading a book. She looked at me as soon as I entered.

"...Hi." She simply said.

I replied with a barely audible hum, closing the door and walking directly towards the stairs to my room.

"Mark, wait." My mom called, stopping me mid-way on the stairs. "I need to tell you something."

I rolled my eyes but I didn't go down. "What is it?"

"Please come