Gord's POV

I was sitting amongst my fellow preppies, as they were, of course, talking about our wealth. For whatever reason, my mind kept slipping to the greasers... Vance, in particular. "Ugh, those greasers are such poor losers." I heard Derby say all of a sudden. I looked up at him, "Yeah, sure." I quipped. "We know about your little affair with Lola. That caused us a lot of problems." Derby said, looking at me disapprovingly. "Yeah, don't worry. I'm done with her. It's just not worth it." I responded. Chad patted my back, "Damn right she isn't. She brings way too much drama". I nodded in agreement. Frankly, I don't know what I was thinking. Just being with a poorer girl... it drew me in. And as I'm still thinking about Lola, she is quite attractive, but we don't need all of that drama again.

I glanced down at my phone for the time. "Oh, it's class time. I have Geography. I don't know why we need it, it's a useless class." I stood up and walked out, careful to avoid touching any of the lower class people. Fate had other plans however, when I accidentally ran straight into Vance. I looked at him, a bit startled. Hm... he's even more attractive up close. "Hey, watch the hair!" He said quickly and ran his fingers through his hair. I laughed slightly. "I don't think I messed up your hair at all."

"Hey, aren't you Gord, that prep that went out with Lola?" He asked me. "Guilty as charged. But I figured that it's not worth all of the drama." I responded to him. "Yeah, that's right. It really isn't. Johnny Vincent wanted your head. He's still worried about Lola cheatin' on him... but he still won't leave her, I don't understand." He rolled his eyes slightly and then looked up at me. "Hey, hold on, why are we talking?" I held my finger up to my lips. "Nobody has to know. This can be our little secret." I pulled him to a more secluded area. "So, I heard that you and Jimmy Hopkins kissed." I whispered to him. He started blushing and looked away from me. "Yeah, so? Are you gonna tell your preppie buddies or somethin'?" He asked, trying to sound like it wasn't a big deal. I chuckled slightly and shook my head. "Well, you know, since I dated Lola... I'm clearly not against seeing people like you. I don't know why, but... poor people interest me." I said and traced his jawline. He looked stunned. "I... I never knew any of ya were interested in guys." His face was turning pink, and I found it absolutely adorable.

"I admit, I'm the odd one out, but it's more fun this way." I winked playfully at him. "Y'know, I'm fine with people knowing I like guys and all, but what if this starts all new drama aga..." "Shh... Derby and Johnny Vincent will never know, nor do they need to know." I put my finger against his lips, interrupting him. He smirked slightly. "Yeah, you're right. C'mere." Vance pulled me close to him and started kissing me. I was taken aback for a moment, but I rested my hands on his back and kissed him back. He's actually a really good kisser, I have to say. I felt heat rise up to my cheeks. I felt so naughty, and it was exhilarating. I wonder how he felt in this moment?

We pulled away from each other when we heard footsteps approaching us. I looked over and it was only a prefect. "Get to your classes!" He said, in an authoritative tone. I rolled my eyes slightly and looked back at Vance. "We should meet up sometime, where no one can see us or interrupt us." I told him. "Yeah... we definitely should." He smiled a bit and fixed up his hair again. "Meet me by the school gates after curfew." I whispered to him. He gave a slight nod. "I will drag you-" "Don't worry, we're going!" Vance spoke up to the prefect. I winked at him and walked to class.

I was distracted the whole class, thinking about Vance. He was a total bad boy... and a greaser. I know the preps were fine with me dating Lola as long as I didn't bring her to parties, but after the commotion my relationship with Lola caused... I don't know if they'd be so lenient this time about me seeing a greaser. They might think it'll cause trouble again. But I don't want to keep this a complete secret either, it's exciting! Maybe Parker would be a good person to talk with. I feel like he'd cover for me if I ever needed it.

Vance's POV

I was completely distracted in shop class. Huh, Gord... I never would've thought. I mean, he's a good lookin' guy, but who knew he'd be interested in me? Who knew I'd even be interested in him? I've overheard him talking and he seemed just as snobby and insufferable as the other preps... but I was clearly wrong about him. My train of thought was interrupted after I accidentally hit one of my fingers with the wrench I was using to fix up the bike. I cursed under my breath, and just my luck, Peanut noticed. "You okay there, Vance?" He asked. I held my finger and nodded, feeling embarrassed, "Er, yeah. Completely fine. Sorry, my mind was just wanderin' a bit. Say... hypothetically, how'd you think Johnny Vincent would react if one of us greasers, that wasn't Lola, started seeing a prep?" I decided to just come out and ask him, since he knows Johnny the best.

"Hm... that's a good question. Honestly, I don't think he'd care much, but he wouldn't want them hangin' around us. Especially that Gord kid. He's still pissed about him and Lola seeing each other. But, what brought up that question?" I shrugged in response. "Eh, just wonderin'." Figures. He looked suspicious, but didn't say anything else. He's probably going to mention this to Johnny... but it's whatever. Johnny's usually rational until he gets jealous. Even if he finds out I'm seeing one of the preps, he doesn't need to know it's Gord specifically. But man, I hope I don't become like Johnny or Ricky. I looked over to Ricky and he was looking depressed, as usual. I know his girl left him for a jock, but still... I sighed slightly. Just from watching Johnny and Ricky with their girl and relationship problems... relationships sure ain't easy.

Thinking of that... I've never even been with a rich person before. This whole scenario is brand new. Is it more work than usual? Less work? I'm thinking way too hard about this.

Soon enough class was over thankfully and I walked out. Fresh air is just what I need right now. Ricky walked up to me. I gave him a slight wave. "What's buzzin' cousin?" "I overheard a bit of your conversation." He mentioned. I felt a bit self conscious all of a sudden. "Oh, you did, huh? Well, it was nothin' really." I ran my hand over my hair. He shrugged. "I honestly don't care either way, I just wanted to warn ya, be careful. Ya don't wanna end up broken and alone like me."

"Ah, come on. You'll be able to get over her eventually. She ain't worth it. You don't have to worry anyway, I've learned a lot from watching you and Johnny for any potential future relationship... stuff. Not that there is anything, of course." Ricky gave me the same skeptical look Peanut did. "Do ya have a crush on Pinky or somethin'?" He jokingly asked me. "Oh, no, not her!" I blurted out. I covered my mouth when I realized what I said. Ricky laughed slightly and put his hand on my shoulder. "Oh, so one of the guy preppies then, huh?" He asked in a friendly way. I nodded, embarrassed. "Hey, I'm not judgin' you. You like what you like." Ricky assured me. "So who is it?"

"...That's actually the problem... let's just say he caused us lots of drama recently, regardin' Johnny Vincent and Lola..." Ricky paused for a moment to think, and then he looked shocked. "Ya mean Gord?" He looked straight at me and I nodded again. "Yeah. Gord. Please, you gotta keep this a secret from Johnny. We both know he's still sensitive about Gord and Lola. I, uh... I kind of kissed Gord... I just don't want Johnny to know because of everything that happened with Gord and Lola." I looked down, embarrassed. "Don't worry, your secret's safe with me. I agree with ya, Johnny still doesn't even like the mention of his name right now, and we don't need any more drama, though, I feel like you coulda chose better." I playfully rolled my eyes.

I really didn't want to keep anything from Johnny, he's a good friend and leader... but hearing about Gord would just stress him out. I'm glad Ricky sees this as well. It's a shame I can't tell Lefty about this as well since we hang out a lot... but he absolutely despises the preps. To be fair, most of them are complete a-holes... but not Gord. I wonder if any other preps are better than they seem?

Gord's POV

I walked up to Parker once I could get him alone. "Parker, I need to talk to you about something." "What's up?" He faced me. "I definitely have a thing for greasers, it seems..." I said. "I hope you don't mean you're seeing Lola again... we don't need to deal with that a second time." Parker sighed. I shook my head, "Oh, don't worry. It's not Lola. I admit, I still find her very attractive, but I don't want to deal with that drama again, either. Believe me."

"No... you know how I'm bisexual? Well... I recently found out one of the greasers are, too. Vance Medici. He's the one who's short and obsessed with his hair. He's... actually quite attractive, and one hell of a kisser if I do say so myself." I smiled to myself, remembering the kiss. "For what it's worth, I hope everything works out for you two. But yeah... It's not going to be easy, especially since Johnny Vincent hates your guts. Not to mention Derby and Bif might not be as open to you being with a greaser after that mess with Lola..." Parker looked at me seriously. "Yeah, I know, I messed up being with Lola. But as far as I know, Vance is single, so that's already a step up." "And let's face it, I don't think many people can beat Lola when it comes to cheating." Parker said lightheartedly. "Oh, are you two talking about those greaseballs?" Tad walked over to us... oh, boy. "Yeah, I'm just pondering about how I messed up being with her." I said casually to him. Yeah, Tad's definitely one of the more critical preps when it comes to the greasers... and poor people in general.

"Oh, that slut." Tad rolled his eyes. "She's not worth my time." "But Peanut is?" I piped up. "Well, obviously! I have a score to settle with him." Tad responded defensively. "What did Peanut even do?" Parker asked him. "Ugh, you two wouldn't understand." Tad sighed and shook his head. "Okay... I guess?" Parker responded. "I have so much planning to do, you two have no idea." Tad sighed again. "Well, I know you're plotting against Peanut, you want to lead our clique and turn Bif and Derby against each other." I said to him. He nodded. "So much to do, so little time..." "But, Tad... you must have a plan to get Bif out of the way as well. He wants to be the clique leader after Derby and he is pretty strong." I brought up to him. "Yes, I obviously know that. But once my plan is perfected, it'll all fall into place. I can assure you." Tad said, brimming with confidence. Hm, I have to admit, I'm curious how it'll play out. I'm also curious about what he wants to do to Peanut... time will tell, I suppose.

Though, I have to say, I'm kind of surprised Tad hasn't accidentally said anything about his plans to take over the clique or wanting to turn Derby and Bif against each other in front of either of them. Tad's way too honest. Honesty is usually a good thing, but he takes it to the extreme. "Just make sure neither of you tell Derby or Bif." Tad said to both of us. "My lips are sealed." Parker nodded, "Yeah, don't worry, I won't tell them either."

Just then, I noticed a small bruise on Tad's arm, his sleeve somewhat covering it. A feeling of disgust went through me... his father must've done that. I think Tad can be a bit much at times, but his father is the worst. Tad and Parker are probably the two I feel the closest to as well. My daddy isn't the best either at times, but he's nothing like Tad's father. My daddy is always consumed by work. The only time I really see him really, is when I help him at the firm. He hardly is at home, and when he is, he's always busy in his office. "Uh, Tad? Your arm..." I gently pointed it out to him. He glanced down and pulled his sleeve down to cover it completely. "Thank you, Gord." he said, somewhat sheepishly. "Your daddy is the absolute worst." I let my thoughts be known to him. Tad sighed. "I'm well aware. I hate the man, but at the same time I want him proud of me. I don't even know what I want with him." I didn't express it to Tad, but I'm worried about him. He acts like it doesn't bother him that much, but I don't believe his act one bit. It's not my place to say or do anything, though. He'll tell me if he wants. My eyes wandered to the window and I noticed it was getting dark. I need to get ready to meet with Vance! "Well, goodbye you two, I have some studying to do." I waved at them and made haste out the door. I felt excitement building up.