TITLE: 'THE BET' 1
SUMMARY OF THE WHOLE STORY:
Noah lives in a very nice neighborhood in a Chicago suburb with his parents. He's a senior in high school and hangs around with the popular crowd. He is 'out', confident, happy with his life and he's not a virgin, but he has never been in love- he's never felt 'those' feelings for anyone before. When a cute boy named Luke moves into a home down the street and they meet for the first time, will Noah change and have feelings for him or will they be doomed from the start?
CHARACTERS- (seen throughout this story, but not necessarily in each chapter) Kyle, Luke, Noah and his friends which are paired with their girlfriends: Casey/Alison, Travis/Megan, Will/Ella, Tyler/Bess. His parents, Winston/Cherie. Luke's family, Holden, Lilly, Faith, Natalie and Ethan.
WARNING/RATING FOR THIS CHAPTER- PG-13/R for Sexual Content. Out of Character. A.U. Language. Non-Descriptive Sexual Incidents.
DISCLAIMER- All publicly recognizable characters, settings, etc. are the property of their respective owners. The original characters and storyline/plot are the property of theblondeone with my own take/spin on it. Written by september(25) No copyright infringement is intended.
DEDICATION- To theblondeone who thought up this plot/story, the title, the names of Noah's friends and then brought his/her idea to me. Thank you for believing that I could do this. I hope I do your vision justice and that it's somewhat what you imagined it would be.
"Ohh God!" Noah exclaimed, followed by with a loud grunt just before he came. He collapsed on the bed and rolled the rubber off his cock before glancing at the guy next to him- a junior from high school he'd seduced today at lunchtime.
Noah was an eighteen-year-old senior in High School and well known as a nice guy that would do anything to help anyone. He was very intelligent, well mannered and impressed adults with his level of maturity, which meant he knew how to put on an innocent show when the need arose. On the flip side, he was always looking for a thrill- as his close friends, Casey, Will, Tyler and Travis, would attest to. As for his appearance, an admirer by the name of Sara, would say that Noah was very handsome with electric-blue eyes and thick, wavy, dark hair... and very gay... to her disappointment.
"Noah, you better go. My parents are going to be home from work soon." Kyle, the junior with blond hair, said with a smile. He pinched himself to make sure he was awake. When Noah approached him and flirted with him earlier today, he didn't know what to think. He thought Noah was out of his league, but apparently not.
"Alright." Noah said with a groan and got up to find his clothes; which he found scattered on the floor at the end of the bed.
As Noah dressed, Kyle asked, "So, when can I see you again? Tomorrow after school is good for me. What about you?" He bent down, picked up his jeans, and awaited Noah's answer. Kyle finally raised his head and looked at Noah when it felt that minutes had passed.
Noah made a thoughtful face, pretending to think. "Tomorrow isn't really good for me. I have to work." he lied as he pulled up the zipper on his pants. He was unable to meet Kyle's eyes because the Junior would read them and see that he had no intention of hooking up with him again.
"How about the day after?" Kyle eagerly asked, looking at Noah with interest.
Instead, Noah suggested, "How about... um, maybe this weekend?" He looked up with an enchanting smile, deciding that if nothing else was happening, he'd at least have Kyle in his back pocket if he needed a quick lay.
"Great!" Kyle grinned before he pulled down his shirt. "I'll walk you out."
"Thanks." Noah nodded. He watched as Kyle left the room and quickly and sneakily stole something. He thought, 'If anything, Kyle is polite.' then he hurried to catch up so Kyle wouldn't suspect a thing.
At the front door, Kyle turned around and abruptly hugged Noah. Noah was shocked. 'What is he doing? Why is he hugging me?' He put his arms around Kyle anyway and awkwardly patted his back.
"I had a great time Noah. See you in school tomorrow." Kyle said with a big smile, standing on his tip-toes to kiss Noah's mouth.
Noah gave him a quick kiss goodbye and promptly left in his car- a corvette, custom painted 'Victory Red'.
His car was his 'baby'. He'd been working for it for what seemed like forever. He'd taken odd jobs mowing lawns and cleaning gutters in 7th and 8th grade. As a freshman, he finally got a solid job at 'Café Au Lait', the local upscale café that the nouveau riche frequented. He worked hard on weekends and three times a week, plus overtime, to make his monthly payments. Plus, and this was a big plus, his friends would pool their money together and make outrageous bets with Noah. More often than not, Noah would win- and he felt no guilt about taking his friends money at all.
It was the thrill of the chase and everything in between that excited Noah and got his adrenaline pumping. Sex wasn't his motivating force and actually, neither was the money. No, it was all the mental calculating and thought that was put into the seduction that was a turn on. It was like an endless orgasm to him.
Noah smiled all the way to Casey's house. He had already collected the money from Tyler, Will and Travis. He couldn't wait to tell Casey that he'd done the Junior and to rub it in his face that he won again. He pulled into Casey's driveway, right behind Alison's car, then he put his car into park and pulled the key from the ignition.
"Casey, get off me." Alison grunted, trying to push her boyfriend off her body. She was trapped under him on the living room couch.
"Aw, come on Ali. Gimme a kiss." Casey leaned down with his lips pursed.
"No, I thought I heard a knock at the front door." Alison tried once again to push Casey off.
"It's your imagination." Casey pecked her on the lips, then heard the loud knocking. He sat up with frustration and muttered angrily, "Dammit! Who is that? I'm losing my mojo."
"I hate to inform you honey, but you never had your mojo." Alison giggled and sat up.
"So you say." Casey teased. He lifted his arms and flexed the muscles in his biceps. "All the girls love the muscles Ali, I know I've got it going on." He said with a smile, backing up to the front door.
Alison laughed and shook her head. She then said in a serious tone, "Those girls better back off."
"Don't worry Ali." Casey reassured her as he opened the door. He turned around and grinned. "Noah my man. Come to pay me?"
"Nope." Noah said with a grin back at Casey, then peered around and acknowledged Alison. "Hey, how are you?"
"Good, thanks Noah. You?"
"Excellent." Noah winked at Casey.
"Come in and take a seat." Casey motioned to the sofa.
Noah shook his head and answered, "I can't stay. I just came to get my money."
Casey sat down next to Alison and leaned over slightly to retrieve his wallet from his back pocket. He counted out twenty dollars and held it out. "Wait a minute!" Casey pulled his hand back. "How do I know if you did it?"
"Did what?" Alison asked, then a look of understanding washed over her face. "Ohhh... you slept with someone, didn't you?" she said to Noah. "You guys are so sick." She frowned at Casey for being part of the game the guys had taken up playing recently, depending on how much money any of them had at a given time.
"Stop it." Casey said to Alison. "No one is getting hurt." He looked at Noah and asked, "Well?"
Noah reached into his pocket to get the 'thing' he took from Kyle's room. He threw the pair of underwear at Casey, who wasn't fast enough. The article of clothing hit him in the face and he reacted as if he was bitten by a snake. He threw the underwear across the room and stood up shrieking, "Shit! Noah! For fuck's sake, why did you do that?! Disgusting!" He shook a fist at Noah and frowned with his eyes narrowed in anger.
Noah and Alison were laughing uncontrollably at Casey's actions.
"They're clean. I took them from a drawer in his room. God Casey..." Noah continued to laugh.
"Yea, well.... I should keep my money after that little stunt," Casey grumbled, but handed it to Noah anyway.
"I still don't think this is right." Alison stated. "How did that guy feel? Did he know he was part of a bet?"
"Of course not!" Noah and Casey said together.
"I wouldn't tell him- that would be mean. Besides, he got something out of it too. A sensual experience with a hot stud." Noah chuckled.
Alison rolled her eyes.
"I'm the stud here." Casey spun around to look at Alison and countered. "Look this body. Tell me I'm the hotter stud."
"You're the hotter stud." Noah said with a short laugh.
"Not you! I was asking Alison! I don't want to hear you tell me I'm hot or a stud dude. That's just weird." Casey said, a tinge of pink showing on his cheeks.
"I don't think of you like that." Noah laughed. "But I'll tell you what, if I did, I could convert you."
Alison laughed when Casey gasped in shock. He regained control of his senses and came back with, "I doubt it Mayer. I don't take cock up the ass, and even if I did, yours is way to small. I've seen you in the showers after gym class." Casey brought up his hand. He showed Noah an inch with his finger and thumb. "Teeny weinie." he laughed.
"Guys!" Alison said, somewhat appalled, "Casey, I really don't want to know about Noah's dick." she walked to the kitchen to pour a glass of water.
Casey and Noah laughed. It was a running joke with Casey to tease Noah about his size, but if anything, his size was the complete opposite of Casey's joking assessment.
"So what's up with you two" Noah asked with a snarky grin.
"Actually," Casey said taking Noah aside. "Tyler and I were talking. We think the guy at the liquor store is gay."
"Another one already?"
"Chicken?"
"Not a bit, but how am I supposed to get in there? No one under the age of twenty-one is allowed." Noah pursed his lips, this could be a challenge. At last, something he could sink his teeth into, figuratively. Kyle had been too easy.
"That's for you to figure out." Casey answered.
"How did you see him then?"
"He was outside the store smoking a cigarette... maybe try that route. Meet him outside or something." Casey smiled with a secret.
"What gives?" Noah asked eyeing Casey suspiciously. Nothing got past him. "Is he fugly? You all know I have my standards. No fatties, no one over thirty, no one under sixteen, no 'tough biker' guys and no punk skin-heads."
"We know. Tyler is taking Will and Travis to check him out tonight. They'll get a feel for him. Tyler is going to call me later and we'll all agree on how much."
"Ok, but before I agree, you know I have to check him out for myself." Noah shook a finger at Casey, knowing he was concealing something about the liquor store guy. Maybe he was disabled? He gave Casey a hard stare to get him to talk.
"Oh alright. He's probably in his early thirties. Dark hair and he's average looking."
"Early thirties?" Noah asked as he thought. He slowly shook his head and said, "Yea, ok. That's fine, but I still want to catch a glimpse of him."
"Catch a glimpse of who?" Alison asked, strolling back into the room. She held up a hand and said, "Wait, I do not want to know."
"No, you probably don't." Noah replied with his hands in his pockets. He glanced at Casey. Coming closer, he whispered in his ear, "I better go. Call me tonight and let me know how much you guys can pool together. Oh, and let me know how much time I have to bag him."
"Alright." Casey laughed. "This time me and the guys are gonna win."
"I highly doubt that." Noah snickered. "I've got what it takes right here." he grabbed his crotch, and moved his hand up and down.
Alison rolled her eyes again. She wasn't that shocked because she was used to Noah's sexual antics. The whole group of their friends were. She said without subtlety, "Noah, you're disgusting."
"But I turn you on anyway." Noah said cockily with a chuckle.
"Casey turns me on. I don't see myself with a gay player." she joked back.
"Good!" Casey jumped in the conversation, wrapping his arm around Alison's petite frame. "Noah, dude, I hate to kick you out but you heard the woman. I turn her on and my parents will be home soon. I have just enough time to woo her into my bedroom."
"Casey!" Alison blushed. "God, do you have to tell everyone what happens between us?"
"No, only the sex parts." Casey laughed and kissed her ear before whispering into it, "You love it and you know it."
"Bye you two." Noah said with a laugh before he walked to the front door.
"Bye." Casey said dismissively. "Let's go girl." Casey picked Alison up, cradling her, and took her to his bedroom.
Noah drove downtown and chuckled when he saw Tyler's blue and grey van parked on the side of the road. He pulled up behind it and got out. He saw Tyler, Travis and Will on the sidewalk, peeking in through the glass door of the liquor store to get a glimpse of the clerk inside.
"Hey dorks." Noah smiled and approached them.
"Hey Noah." Will stated, "Come to throw the fact that you won the latest bet in our face?"
"Nah," Noah grinned. "I came to stake out the prey. Is he cute?" he asked, knowing his friends wouldn't be so bold to admit a guy was cute. They were all dating very nice girls.
Noah's friends looked at each other and shrugged.
"So," Noah began, "if he's good looking, you know I get more money, right? Hot guys aren't hard up and they're more choosy about who they fuck around with."
"Then he's got a face like a bulldog, in my opinion." Travis slapped Noah's back in jest.
"Eh, I think he looks more like the other end of a bulldog." Tyler laughed, prompting everyone to laugh. Abruptly they stopped when the door opened and the thirty-something male stepped outside.
Everyone but Noah turned away and pretended to be deep in conversation.
"What are you kids doing here?" The dark haired, green eyed, man asked as he took the cigarette from behind his ear, put it between his lips, struck a match and lit up.
"We're just leaving." Will said and pushed Travis and Tyler to the van. "Later Noah."
"Yea, bye Noah. We'll call you later to make the arrangements." Will said with a wave of his hand.
"Alright. Bye guys." Noah said and watched them pile into the van. Travis put down his window and yelled, "Go Noah go! Whoo hoo!" and laughed they drove off.
Noah tsked and turned to the tall, lean man. "Sorry, my friends are a little obnoxious."
"Most guys that age are." the clerk agreed.
"I'm Noah by the way." Noah smiled as he jutted his hand out.
"Dave." he answered, gripping Noah's hand tightly.
Noah studied Dave closely. "What time do you get off?" he asked interestedly. He could fuck Dave without an agreement with his friends and get paid as long as he had proof.
Dave blew out a lungful of smoke and eyed Noah. He put the bottom of his foot on the brick wall of the liquor store behind him and leaned against it. "Late."
"What time?" Noah persisted, trying to win Dave over with a seductive smile. Now this was more like it. He liked that Dave was playing hard to get.
"Too late for you. Don't you have a curfew?"
"No. I'm in college. Why the fuck would I have a curfew?" Noah asked, stepping up his game and stepping closer to the clerk. This was getting fun.
Dave shrugged and took another hit off his cigarette. "Still, why do you want to know? You gonna rob me?" Dave asked sarcastically.
"No." Noah shook his head. The chase is on! He's interested, I can tell, but he's not too sure yet what he wants to do.
Dave finished his cigarette, flicked it into the gutter and said to Noah, "Better scat. We card and you're loitering." He turned, grabbed the handle of the door and opened it.
"I don't give a flying fuck, Dave." Noah said following Dave inside.
Dave stepped behind the counter and stared at Noah. "Look man, you can't be in here. Unless you have identification that shows you're twenty-one or older."
Noah went to the counter and placed his hands flat on top of it. Right over the cardboard cutout that read, 'We card everyone'. He asked, "What would it take for me to get a small bottle of Blackberry Brandy?"
Dave shook his head and pointed the sign behind him. Noah read, 'No one under twenty-one is allowed to purchase liquor' and 'We Card'.
"Come on Dave, there must be.... something I can do for you." Noah winked and licked his upper lip very, very slowly. Game on!
Dave looked around nervously before glancing back at Noah. "Just what do you mean?"
"Oh, I think you know.... Dave." Noah whispered sensuously, then bit his bottom lip.
"No." Dave said, getting semi-hard at Noah's insinuation. "Why don't you put it out there. Be clear about what you want. Be straight with me."
"Ahhh." Noah chuckled flirtatiously, "Sorry, I don't do straight."
"Ok." Dave laughed. "Just what do you have in mind?"
"Well, I thought if you'd give me some booze, I'd give you the fuck of your life."
Dave inhaled deeply. Now he was fully hard. He gazed at Noah. He was really attractive, but he knew he was young. "I don't know man. I don't want to get fired or put in jail. You're underage."
"I just look young for my age. Ok, I'll come clean. I'm in college, but I'm only twenty. My frat brothers are hazing me, trying to get me to get as much booze as I can from all the liquor stores in town."
"And you only want a small bottle?" Dave asked suspiciously. He narrowed his eyes at Noah.
Noah shrugged. "I didn't want to put you out too much. You know, you're really good looking. I'd rather just fuck and leave, but I need the booze too, otherwise, well.... you know what can happen when you let the brothers down. I don't want to be spanked with a paddle or have a broomstick shoved up my ass for failing."
"They really do that?!" Dave asked astonished.
"Don't know, but I know I don't want to find out. So, what do you say? You up for some cock?"
Dave looked around and nodded. "Yea, just remind me to erase the security tapes. I'll lock the door and put up the closed sign."
"Perfect." Noah said before he walked down an aisle and began to undress. He took out the lubed condom out of his wallet before he took his jeans off. He rolled it on just as Dave came back.
"Jesus! You're gorgeous!"
"Thanks." Noah smiled. "Get naked." he said, pointing to Dave, who was still fully dressed with an erection in his pants.
Dave undressed faster than anyone Noah had ever seen before. He chuckled at Dave's eagerness. "Can you bend over or only take it on all fours?" he asked, staring at the tattoo over Dave's heart.
"I'm flexible. I can bend down." Dave said breathlessly and turned around. He bent over, presenting his ass to Noah.
With sweat dripping off his forehead, Noah took the condom off. Dave was cramping from being bent over for so long, but every second with Noah was incredible. The guy really knew what he was doing.
Noah and Dave reached for their jeans and shirts, dressing in silence with a few side glances thrown in.
"Thanks Dave." Noah smiled.
"Thank you." Dave grinned. He walked away, going down a different aisle, then came back. He handed Noah a bottle of Blackberry Brandy and said, "You didn't get this from me."
"Got it." Noah grinned. "Don't forget about those tapes now."
"I won't. C'mon. I have to put that bottle in a bag for you and you can throw that rubber away." Dave led Noah to the front of the store and handed Noah a bag to put the condom in while he put the liquor in a separate bag. "Anytime you have an urge to get off, I work weeknights." Dave handed the bag to Noah. He stared into Noah's exquisite blue eyes and winked.
"I'll keep that in mind Dave." Noah smiled with a nod before he left. As he was driving home, he laughed. Casey, Tyler, Will and Travis were conversing right now about the terms of the bet. He couldn't wait to tell them he'd already filled it.
Once Noah was home, he hid the bag of liquor in his glove compartment and locked it with a key, then he grabbed his backpack and walked into the two story home. He took off his shoes and walked into the kitchen. He saw his mom, Cherie, taking a roast out of the oven.
"Hi mom." Noah said, taking a chocolate frosted brownie from a plate on the kitchen counter that was to be for dessert.
Cherie slapped his hand and teasingly scolded him. "You're going to ruin your appetite Noah."
"No I won't. I worked up a really good one." he laughed to himself. 'Boy did I ever! Two bets in one day.
Set the table for me honey."Cherie asked politely. "Oh, did you know, there's a family finally moving into the house a few doors down?"
"I saw the moving van when I came home. Who are they?" Noah asked, finishing his brownie. He took out plates and silverware to set the table.
"I was planning on heading over there after supper with your father. You're welcome to come along." Cherie watched Noah carefully place the utensils neatly and perfectly next to the three plates. She smiled and began to mash the potatoes.
Noah took a few long minutes to decide. He answered, "Eh, I've thought about it. I have a bunch of homework. Maybe some other time. Besides, you can fill me in about the new neighbors when you get home. I bet they're vampires or zombies. Vampire zombies!"
"You've been watching late night tv haven't you?" Cherie laughed.
"When I can't sleep." Noah walked to his mom and kissed her on the cheek before he turned around to the cupboard behind her. He took out three glasses and placed them off-center, slightly to the right of each plate.
"I'm home!" Winston called out in a good mood from where he was standing in the foyer.
Noah walked to his dad and smiled, "Hey dad."
"Noah." Winston smiled. "How was school today?" he asked warmly as he made his way to the kitchen to greet his wife.
"Good." Noah answered, following his dad. "How was your day?"
"Great." Winston replied, wrapping his arms around his wife and kissing her lips. "I missed you." he said to her.
Cherie laughed and batted her hand at him. "Go sit down. Supper is ready."
"Smells scrumptious." Winston said, lifting a lid off a pot on the stove, seeing gravy inside. "Mmm." he rubbed his stomach and went to the dining room, carrying the platter with the roast on it. Noah brought in the mashed potatoes and Cherie brought in everything else.
After supper, Winston asked Noah to clear the table and load the dishwasher so he and Cherie could walk down the street to welcome the new family to the neighborhood. Noah agreed happily since that meant he wouldn't have to go with them. Cherie picked up a plate of her brownies and offered Noah her cheek, which he kissed, then she and Winston left.
Noah's cell phone rang shortly after his parents left. He grinned when he saw the number and answered, "Hi Tyler."
"Hey Noah. So we all talked. You have to fuck the guy from the liquor store by the end of the week. Since he's ok looking, we'll each give you twenty bucks."
"What? Twenty? That's it? How about twenty five?" Noah countered, thinking he wanted an even hundred.
"Alright. Shit. It was for twenty five, but I was gonna keep the extra." Tyler grumbled.
"If you're that hard up for fifteen bucks, I'll loan it to you." Noah laughed.
"I'm not hard up. My girl, Bess, wants me to take her out Friday night. I don't get paid until Saturday."
"Too bad, because.... drum roll..... I already did him!" Noah yelled.
"No fucking way!"
"Yes! His name is Dave and he has a tattoo on his chest. I have the proof I did him too. It's in my car."
"How did you get inside? What in the hell Noah! How do you do it?"
"I'm told I do it very well, thank you." he laughed.
"You know what I mean."
"I'm not giving up my seductive secrets. You have a girlfriend anyway." Noah said, walking up the stairs with his backpack to his room.
"You suck."
"I do that very well too." Noah teased. "Call the guys and tell them the deed is done and I want my money tomorrow at lunch."
"Done." Tyler smirked. "You really did him, huh?"
"Yep."
"I think you've had more sex than all of us guys put together." Tyler joked.
"Are you really counting my conquests?" Noah asked.
"No!" Tyler laughed uncomfortably.
"Oh, then maybe you're jealous?"
"Noah, quit being a shit. I gotta go and call the guys. Damn, they're going to be pissed off."
"Face it. I can get anyone I want, as long as they're gay."
"I guess, but we'll find someone who won't be so willing. Who won't fall under your spell. You'll be paying us then."
"I've only had to pay a few times and that didn't discourage me. I'll take on anyone you want, within reason. You know my rules about guys."
"Yea whatever. We'll get you again Noah." Tyler said with a chuckle and hung up.
Noah was doing his literature assignment when his mother knocked on his bedroom door. He sat up on his bed and said, "Come in."
Cherie walked into Noah's bedroom. It was neat and tidy except for a pile of dirty clothes on the floor, nudged under his bed.
"Take that to the laundry room. Boys. I swear." she said shaking her head.
Noah rose off the bed and pulled the bundle of clothing into his arms. "How were the new neighbors?" he asked to be polite, not because he cared about the new neighbors.
"Lilly and Holden Snyder? They're a very nice family. They have two boys and two girls."
"Jeez, sounds like they've never heard of birth control." Noah smirked.
"Honey." Cherie said disapproving of Noah's remark. "Be nice."
He defended, "It's not like I'm saying it to their face."
"I know." Cherie placed a hand on his cheek. "I met their son. He's a senior as well. I mentioned that you could show him around tomorrow, until he gets his bearings and knows where his classes are."
"Aww mom!" Noah rolled his head back.
"Who knows, you may make a new lifelong friend."
Noah rolled his eyes. "What is the geek's name?" he mumbled with annoyance. His mom was always pushing him to do something he didn't want to. Always volunteering him for things. Like last year during Christmas, she signed him up to be Santa at the daycare downtown.
"Luke Snyder." Cherie said happily. Noah always came through for her even though he seemed discouraged by her suggestions. He was a sweet, loving boy.
"Sounds like a loser." Noah said, raising his hand to his forehead and made the capital letter 'L'.
"He was a very kind boy. He has very nice manners, just like you do."
"I don't know. My friends may give me crap for hanging around the new kid. He doesn't look like a nerd, does he?" The last thing Noah wanted was to be seen with a dork with thick glasses, greasy hair, a pocket protector and a black comb in his back pocket. Not to mention lanky or skinny and clumsy. God forbid he had acne and reeked of sweat or an overindulgence of cologne. And Noah was really doomed if he acted like a geek and asked stupid questions and clung to Noah all day.
"He doesn't look like a nerd Noah." Cherie laughed. "He's a very, what would you say, 'cute' to describe a boy you liked?"
"Attractive, hot, gorgeous, a knockout..." Noah answered with a smirk. He was outgoing and unreserved around his mom and dad.
"Well, he's nice looking." Cherie pinched Noah's cheek.
Noah backed away and gave his mom 'the look' that said he was too old to be treated like that. 'Nice looking. Great. That's her way of telling me she's afraid to tell me he's a dog.' "Hey ma." Noah said with a sly smile. "What kind of dog would he be... if he were one?"
"A dog?" Cherie asked, making sure she heard him right.
Noah nodded.
"Oh. Well, I suppose I'd say he's a-" she tapped her temple as she thought. "-a Yorkshire Terrier like the dog across the street." she explained when Noah frowned. He didn't know there was a dog that lived across the street. Cherie continued to clarify herself, "His hair is blondish like the dog and sort of long."
"Perfect." Noah muttered.
"Thank you for helping out sweetie. I'm sure Mr. And Mrs. Snyder will appreciate this. I said you'd pick him up at 7:30am to take him to school."
"What?! I have to take the fu- dork to school too... in my car?!" Noah whined. He didn't want some ass-wipe ruining the leather interior of his prized possession.
"Just do it, for me?" Cherie pled, but with a stern voice that Noah understood to mean that she would not take no for an answer.
"Fine." Noah grumbled. 'This is just fucking great! He's a terrier- a short, scrawny, long haired, weirdo, ugly, fucktard. Probably shits in the yard too. God! How do I get suckered into this? Do I have 'pushover' tattooed on my forehead?'