Piggyback
"C'mon, guys," Sam calls. Someone yells back, but he has no idea who it is or what they said.
He sighs. They would be running late on the day of a big test.
"I'm gonna leave," he says after a moment. "Sorry, but I can't be late again and-"
"Wait, Sam!" A door flies open and a disheveled Ray tumbles out. "You gotta give me a lift."
"What?" Sam doesn't drive. Unless-
"No way! Sam, remember you owe me one from the last training session?" Roberto emerges from his room and looks at Sam very intently.
"Hey, I asked first!" yells Ray.
"Guys-"
Sam should've ran then, or cannonballed himself out, because Ray and Roberto race towards him. They end up tackling him at the same time-Roberto's arm latching onto his shoulders, one of Ray's long legs hooking around his waist-wrestling each other and nearly toppling Sam over.
"Hey, let go!" Sam yells, trying to throw them off. "I'm not a taxi!"
Then Ray's knee shocks Sam on the rear. Sam yelps, and suddenly, with only a blast for warning, he takes off.
He launches down the hallway and out the door, Ray and Roberto still hanging onto him.
Going at God-knows-how-many-miles an hour, it's a miracle he remembers where the school is. Vaguely, through the rush of wind, he hears someone whooping, then someone else yelling at them to shut the hell up. Sam reminds himself to never do this again.
They land right in front of the school, in the bushes. If Sam thought flying with two people clinging to his back was painful, crash-landing is worse. Branches prick him in the face as he finds himself suddenly inexplicably tangled with his friends.
"Ow! Your elbow's in my-gah!"
"Your foot-"
"Get off my arm-"
Principal Kelly towers over the teenagers thrashing in the shrubbery.
"What are you three doing out here?" he glares. "Don't you have first period?"
Sam sits up (on Roberto's leg). "Uh-"
"No, I don't want to hear it. Just save it for-for your own private spaces. Now get to class. And I'm not writing any passes, so get there on time." He turns brusquely on his heels and walks back inside.
"Save what?" Sam asks, finally getting his leg out from under Ray.
"With you?" Roberto glares at Ray. "As if!" Ray shoves him.
Sam grabs them both by the collar and drags them into the building.
Fin
Gay threeway at Bayville High! Whaaaaat
Again, this just came to me as an amusing image.
Warning: I'm super fond of Roberto and Ray because they're both studs-[deep sigh]-and I wish the writers had gone through with their ongoing rivalry so we could see them squabbling in the background all the time
So I'm gonna write it into my fics
All of my fics