Holy shitfuck, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I am so damn sorry. It's been two whole months, I know. But school kept me busy, and a few personal things did, too. But I'm here now, and the latest chapter is about to get started. Please don't yell at me.

I'm Not a Model

Chapter 15?

"Riku, shut up," Yuffie said. She clearly wasn't in the mood to play today. It's been a good week since she got her peep show, and it's clear she wants more. "You know how it works. I want my payment today."

"Refresh our memory, if you care to be a dear." I glanced over my shoulder as Sora was dumbly scribbling down the homework he didn't do last night. I can't talk, I didn't bother to do it either, and I'm still not planning on doing it. We're in the hallway for God's sake. It looks kinda dumb to sit in front of your locker with a pen, paper, and an English text book doing your work.

"One blowjob a week makes me happy," she started. "If I'm happy, I can play my job as good girlfriend to you, and you won't have to pay me a dime." That's when she had that evil, sinister look on her face. She gingerly placed her hands on my shoulders and firmly shook me to get her point across.

"Riku, what are the grammatically correct ways to use a comma?" Sora asked from his spot on the floor. It was a good 20 minutes before school officially began, and we decided to just go to our lockers.

"How the hell should I know? Look in the book," I said before Yuffie gave me another good shake.

"Are you listening to me!" she screeched.

"Yes, I'm listening!"

Thank God, Leon decided to show up then. In his dingy green shirt, and rather torn blue jeans, he coolly made his way down the empty hallway. Yuffie stopped shaking me at the sight of him. For some reason, Leon always seemed like the natural leader of all of us. He could make Yuffie act well behaved. If that doesn't say good leadership skills, then I don't know what does.

"Leon, why aren't you in the detention room?" I asked. He still has before school detention from the science lab fire we started awhile back.

"The teacher that's suppose to be watching me isn't there, so I left," he answered, moving long, brown bangs from his eyes. "So what are you people doing?"

"Homework," Sora answered.

"Harassing people," Yuffie chirped cheerfully,

"Being harassed," I said flatly.

"Wow, you people lead such interesting lives," Leon responded sarcastically. He took a seat down on the floor next to Sora. "Well, let me take that back. You people actually do have interesting lives from what I hear." He cast a sly glance over at me.

"Okay, what exactly did you hear?" I asked.

"I wonder what Cloud has been up to lately. A lot of people are talking about him…"

How does this guy get so well informed when all he does is shut himself up in his house?

"Cloud has been stalking Riku," Sora said, still scribbling down the answers to his homework.

"Stalking?" Leon said curiously. "I heard he was molesting him."

"Noooo, it's more like rape," Yuffie said.

"Would you guys shut up about it? It's bad enough knowing he could come outta nowhere and rape me, but is it necessary to remind me?" I asked in an irritated tone.

"Yes," they all answered in unison. How fucking cute.

"I guess we are making it sound worse than it really is, but even I have to admit its kinda funny in a weird, twisted sense." Sora closed his English textbook and shoved his homework in a folder for safe keeping. "Riku, was there any other homework?"

"Math and that was it," I said, no longer fearing the fact Yuffie was within five feet of me.

"Riku, I'm bored," she said. Dear God, I know she's gonna say something else. "I have the perfect idea! Why don't you and Sora make out for a while, that ought to hold me over until after school."

The Gods made this one girl a plague on this Earth for some reason. What ever that reason is, it has something to do with me.

Leon got this really weird look on his face. Part of him wanted to laugh, but I guess the other part was too shocked to let him. He clamped his hand over his mouth to hold in the laughter once he decided he'd be better off laughing than being shocked.

"Just to let you know, she's not kidding about the making out part," I said. Then the laughing stopped, and of course, he looked at me.

"It's true you're gay?" he asked.

"I wouldn't say gay, more like bi," Sora said. "He still likes the girls, ask Yuffie. I know she remembers the 'Breast Grab of Doom.'"

"Shut up about that!" She didn't have to yell.

"Dear friend Leon, as you can clearly see, my life is so screwed up right now," I sighed. "Wanna hear it from the beginning of when this mess started?"

"Yes. Yes, I do."

First period finally started, and I didn't have my homework. Sora did his math homework, so he was prepared for class. I begged him to let me copy, but he said no. Brat said that if I wanted my homework done, I should've done it earlier. I reminded him that I was busy with him over at his house making out, and earlier this morning I had Yuffie and Leon to deal with. He knew I was right, but still wouldn't let me copy.

So, when the teacher asked where my homework was, I answered, "I don't have it."

She didn't say anything, but kindly took Sora's homework, which he held out for her. He threw a look at me, a look that said he was secretly laughing at me behind this cool guy mask.

Har har, Sora.

After everyone except me turned in their homework, class started. Sora and I looked straight ahead. Okay, I didn't look a head, I looked out the window at some rustling leaves. They were a lot more interesting than whatever the teacher had to say. It's just numbers and long words to me.

Sora started taking notes in a notebook, like everyone else in the class. The teacher was writing some mathematical definitions on the board, and half of those words I couldn't even pronounce. Quadractic Equation? We're not gonna need that shit in our real lives. I just rolled my eyes in the sadness of it all.

I tried to be good, I tried to focus. But then everything I had going for me just went out the window when Sora let out a bored sigh and started doodling in his notebook, all over his notes. The brat just screams innocent at times, and when those times come up, I just want to rip that innocence to shreads. I figured the teacher couldn't see under the desk me and Sora shared, so I tapped him on the knee with my finger under the table.

He looked up, clearly startled from his daydreaming. I only offered a feral smirk before suggestively moving my hand up and down his thigh. The brunette turned visibly pink in the cheeks before putting his head down on his desk to hide. I kept moving my hand, snaking my way higher. Of course, I eventually reached my target.

I let my fingers slide against the crotch of his black pants, giving him a bit of warning before actually squeezing.

He was getting hard in math class.

I was still looking at the board while the teacher was talking, but I didn't hear a word she said. It appears that Sora is really sensitive, more like over-sensitive when it comes to this type of contact. Yep, he's a complete, reserved, naïve, virgin. He tried to wrench my hand away, but every time he did I just returned my hand to where it was. He peaked at me with one blue eye that was clearly saying 'Please stop… even though I really don't want you to.'

If we weren't in class, I think I would've actually unzipped his pants right then and there. I decided I'd show pity and let him go, hearing the brunette sigh in relief. I can assume (if I didn't already) that Sora doesn't like doing this type of stuff in public. A shame really, if he's going to be around me. Sora lifted his head from the desk, a rather distinct flush on his face. He can't lie an say he didn't enjoy himself.

He avoided eye contact with me, and settled with looking at the front of the class to figure out what the teacher was doing. It looked like more numbers and lines to me, but he's a genius pretty much, so he'll figure it out eventually. I placed both of my hands onto the desk top, now bored.

I had nothing better to do.

But sleeping in class is always a good option, even though the teacher never tells me what the homework is at the end of the period.

Author's notes:

… No point to this chapter other than proving I didn't go all emo and kill myself… yet. So, where exactly have I been? I've been at school, trying to make I graduate and stuff. I've been in front of my computer, trying to learn HTML, which I honestly suck at. I haven't signed onto AIM in a while, either…If you want to talk to me, I'll just leave my newer screen name In my profile for you folks.

I need to be yelled at for slacking off, you reviewers know you want to yell at me.

And I want to go to Warped Tour, but meh mom won't let me ;-;