I hope this will be a fun journey for you and it will be for me
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The alarm went off.
That obnoxious bells and whistles sound that forces you out of sleep. For just a few seconds the room was bombarded with the sound before a large hand came down on the snooze button and just like that the morning was quiet again.
Slowly the hand moved away, a few lazy scratches through amber coloured hair as the body rose into a sitting position.
A quick glance at the clock told him it was time to get moving, though it wasn't as if the blaring alarm hadn't indicated that either. Lifting his arms above his head he groaned into a yawn but stilled when he heard a soft mumble to his right. Turning to see the naked back of….who was this again?
Giving a few not too gentle taps, he attempted to rouse the still sleeping figure, "hey it's morning. I thought I told you to beat it."
The body shifted slightly only to bury deeper under the covers. The red head could feel his eye twitching and with an annoyed growl he pulled the sheets right off. His bed companion showed no hesitation as she voiced her obvious discontent at having been disturbed in such a manner.
"You ass!" she yelled, tossing a pillow in his direction which he easily avoided.
"The hell are you still doing here?" giving her a once over before getting to his feet.
"Geez, way to be romantic you dick", she too had risen to her feet, hands akimbo while yelling profanities at the nonchalant teen. For each word she yelled, her round breasts jiggled. He watched them in a daze, the beauty mark beside her left nipple almost jogging his memory.
"Are you even listening?!" her shriek knocked his off his train of thought.
He wasn't, she knew this herself.
"Your shit's over there", waving in the direction of his desk as he grabbed his long forgotten boxers from the floor. He didn't even acknowledge her when another pillow went sailing into his back, choosing instead to rummage through his closet for fresh clothing. Grabbing a dark skinny and a plain white, he flung them on his person before grabbing his keys and the pack of smokes from his side table. As a last minute thought he grabbed his red cap and fitted it to his skull. Giving her one last look before he headed for the door.
"I'll be back in 10. Make sure you're out before then", and he was gone.
Bouncing down the stairs and towards the front door, making a quick jog up to his bike; casually left in his driveway. Within seconds the machine roared to life and was making its way out of the quiet cul-de-sac. Its owner long out of earshot when the disgruntled scream threatened to wake the neighbourhood.
"Go fuck yourself Kevin Barr!"
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"So…Stacy huh?"
Kevin looked over at the one who voiced the question, taking another drag of his cigarette before responding with a, "what?"
"You and Stacy. You fucked her right? Well you must have, she hates your guts now", the small group burst into laughter.
His follow-up response of, "hmm, so that's who she was", only served to amuse them further.
Releasing the smoke above him he watched as it swirled before getting swept along by the breeze. He somehow felt he could relate to it.
"She's been cursing your name all freaking morning bro. What the fuck do you do with these girls?" another questioned.
Kevin contemplated answering. He often wondered himself, how he ended up in these situations. He just did what they signed off on; a romp in the sheets, do the dirty, play hanky panky, fuck like nobody's business.
"Who knows," was all he said after a while, too tired to say more.
It was just another weekend; the start of the cycle. He would always find a partner by Friday and from there he couldn't there was much in the conversation department. They'd always been too eager to pull his dick out but hey, he wasn't complaining. That was how Fridays ended.
On Saturdays they'd grab something to eat, replenish their energy one might say. Maybe watch a movie or two, maybe go to the park to goof around, maybe the amusement park if he felt up to it, maybe the beach if she was so lucky but by sundown they were always back under the sheets. Ready for the next round. That round usually carried into Sunday but by then he got used to it, bored of it. Hence…
"You do realize that the "kill Kevin Barr club" can only take so many new members", the group was laughing again.
This too was a part of the cycle. Every Monday his 'friends' had their fun at his expense but he was used to that too. Besides, lunch break was almost over. They probably had 2 maybe 3 good ones left to get in before the bell rang. He closed his eyes as he took another drag, hoping the rest of the day would go by smoothly.
"Kevin Alexander Barr", spoke too soon.
"Waddup Nazz, how's it hanging?" one of the guys greeted as she stepped towards the little group, arms crossed and scowl flawlessly in place.
Scrunching her nose, she fanned the smoke away from her, "ugh how the hell do you even breathe back here?"
"Used to it", another grinned taking a step closer.
"Back off Bret, I'm here for Kevin", she was glaring at him now. He should have expected this. Once word got to Nazz about his recent escapades she'd find him. She always did.
Blowing the last of the smoke away from her, he outed the stick on the wall he had been leaning against, pushing off in a direction where they could find some privacy. As soon as they made it to a less crowded area of the school compound, Nazz let him have it.
"Are you an idiot Kev!? Why the hell do you keep doing this shit man? I'm sick and tired of having these dumb ass girls calling out to me every goddamn Monday to vent about some shit you did."
Kevin watched as she ran a hand through her blond hair. She'd allowed it to grow out more during middle school, something about looking more girly. He had to admit, his tomboy of a best friend has grown well over the years, if she wasn't technically his sister she'd probably have been the first and only notch on his belt. Even looking as tired as she does now he'd still call her hot. Probably pulled an all-nighter for that AP Biology test she said she would have today. Probably aced it knowing her cause she was way into bio like that.
"I don't even know why I bother, you're just gonna do whatever the hell you want to anyway."
"How was the test?" he could tell that his question had caught her off-guard.
"Uh, yeah it was fine. You remember that? I told you like two weeks ago?"
"Yeah well, you wouldn't shut up about it at first. It being 30% of your grade and all."
She chuckled as she recalled her minor freak-out, "yeah, I got some major help this week that really pushed me through it", he saw her shoulders sag a bit; an indication that the worst was over.
"Kev, what's going on with you? Are you ok?" her tone was much gentler now and he found himself relaxing a bit too.
"Nothing's wrong with me, I'm fine".
"That's bullcrap and you know it. Stop with the shitty cycle before you get into serious trouble."
He clicked his tongue, already wishing he had another cigarette between his lips.
"I just don't want to see you get hurt…or those girls, who are obviously just as dumb as you are. Why the hell do they even go out of their way to find you?"
"I'm good with my dick, what can I say?" he chucked softly.
"Ew", her face twisted in mild disgust. "At least I got to hear you laugh. Been ages dude", smiling, she punched him lightly on the arm.
Just then the bell ran, signalling the start of the afternoon session. Both groaned but reluctantly made their way to the main building.
"Hey, I feel like watching a movie later. I'll have beer", she wiggled her perfectly sculpted eyebrows in that you-know-you-can't-resist king of way.
He snorted and adjusted the bag on his shoulder, "I'll be there after practice. I got the M&M's."
"Nice! Later Kev", and just like that she was swept away with the rest of the busy swarm of students, all making their way to designated classrooms.
Kevin waltzed lazily to his locker to retrieve his math text. The urge to skip was great and he was pretty sure there was some assignment that he neglected to do but he eventually chose against it. Closing his locker he made his way towards the classroom. If anything he could use the period to catch some z's.
As soon as the thought left him he felt something collide into his back. Looking over his shoulder he gazed upon a black beanie, white stripes running along its sides.
This looked familiar.
"M-my apologies! I seem to have been in a daze", blue-green eyes rose to meet his and widened upon recognition.
"K-K-Kevin!" he jumped back as if burned, "I I was just… I apologize", ginger eyebrows rose when the smaller figure's head nodded in a series of bows.
"It's fine dork", but the other was still staring at him wide eyed, as if afraid that something might happen. "You better get going if you don't wanna be late, second bell's 'bout to ring".
As if released from his trance, the smaller teen looked around the halls to find that they had indeed been emptied; a clear sign that there wasn't much time left to get to class.
"Oh dear! I must be going. Apologies once again Kevin. I will ensure that it does not happen again", and off he went.
Kevin noted that he still had the same dorky shuffle of a run that he did in middle school. It had just occurred to him how little of the kid he even saw recently. He had almost forgotten that the nerd even went to this school. Not to mention that he still lives right across the street from him, why hadn't he been seeing him around? The second bell went off, cutting his thoughts short but he made no effort to quicken his pace and up until he had opened the door to his math class, his mind was stuck on one thing.
Eddward Vincent.
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First step conquered! Until next time.
