Cloud Strife blew out the smoke he had been holding in his mouth as he watched familiar and unfamiliar classmates hug and greet each other. The guys stood there awkwardly and slapped each other on the backs while most of the girls squealed and shared choke holds that were disguised as hugs. Pathetic. Every year it was the same charade; the camaraderie was high at the beginning of the year, but that wouldn't last a week until the back biting of social climbers started.

"Dude, what a fucking whore. This chick is a freshman and already she's bagging it with that kid." His best friend Squall Leonheart always had a way with words. Cloud just rolled his eyes and stubbed out his cigarette.

"No matter how much of a whore she is she still wouldn't sleep with you." He looked at the offending girl, one of those preppy best-friends-with-everybody types. She was putting on a very impressive display of PDA with a brown spiky haired boy. He couldn't really care less, except that she had nice tits. He took the time to admire those for a few seconds.

"Shut up fucker, you're only saying that because you have Larxene to give you a BJ whenever you ask."

The slut in question raised her head off of Cloud's shoulder. "I'd give you one too if you asked, Squall." Her smile was candid with her painted red lips.

Squall laughed at her. "And risk getting my balls chopped by your boy toy? Hell no. I can get my own girl, not just some skank that'll sleep with anyone," He said the last part looking pointedly at Cloud. Cloud could sense the challenge beneath his words.

"You think that's the only reason Larxene agreed to go out with me? I could have anyone, anyone that I wanted."

"Oh yeah?" Squall made a big show of looking around the courtyard. The trio actually had a good view from their perch on top of the stairs. "Bet you couldn't get faggy boy over there." He pointed his thumb at Axel Lea, reading in a corner of the building with his headphones in. Unlike Cloud, he didn't have a group of friends surrounding him.

Cloud bristled, but didn't back down. That just wasn't in his nature. He knew he was attractive, and he used that to his advantage. "Why not? He's probably popped a dozen boners just watching me in the shower room."

"Settle down honey, or your ego might actually get bigger than that thing in your pants." Larxene petted his arm, rubbing in her condescension. Squall sniggered at the put down. Cloud brushed her off and straightened his trademark black leather jacket. He shook his head to clear his blond bangs from his eyes, causing the silver hoop in his left ear to jiggle.

"Alright ass-hats, I see how it is. Leon, you can take Larxene to prom if I can't bag that fag by then."

Larxene just smiled, he knew how happy it made her to be the object of everyone's attention. "And if you do win?" she purred.

Cloud just grinned. "Then Leon, you get to suck my big…fat…"

"Oh no you don't, shithead!" Squall extended a fist to punch him but Cloud was already up and moving.

The first bell rang, informing the students that they had ten minutes to make it to class.

After giving and receiving a few good socks, Squall said, "Fine, Cloud. You're on. But when you lose, I'm going to have Larxene's pretty lips wrapped around my cock so much that you're going to taste it on her the next day." He stalked off into the building with his arm around Larxene's waist and hers around his shoulder. Before the door closed she turned her head to give him one last saucy wink. Damn, but that woman was an attention whore. Even still, she was his whore. He would be damned if he let anyone other than himself take her to their senior prom.

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Note: I should put out a warning that some of the characters in this fiction might be offensive to some people. They do not in any way represent my personal beliefs, and they're cruel because that's how high school kids can be. If it offends you, then I would suggest not reading any further. This is the first and last warning that I will issue.