***Hi, I know long time since the last update. Sorry things have been hard for me. My best friend died, my parents are getting divorced and my other best friend is moving away. So I really didn't feel like writing, haven't even gone near a book since the death of my friend. Umm I made a FB account for this story I'll start working on it this week. I'll be putting pictures, and answering questions you guys have. I guess.
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***Adele and B.B. King songs helped me write this chapter with me, checked them out their AMAZING. One last thing.
***If your a teen and your drinking and doing drugs, please please PLEASE drink responsibly, better yet WAIT till your 21 to drink RESPONSIBLY, and don't EVER do drugs. It took the life of one of my best friend to realize that drinking and smoking ILLEGALY isn't GOOD. I don't plan on doing either of those things ever again.
ENJOY
EPOV
"I fucking love your mouth." Paul hissed as he dropped his head back on to the pillow, closing his eyes.
I increased the suction on his cock as I made my tongue dance along his shaft.
"Oh, fuck. Gonna come. Stop. Not yet…" Paul's body tightened, his fingers went through my hair, as he fought the growing sensation in him. He tried to slow the inevitable by pulling me off him but a soft,
seductive kiss tickled his stomach, making him loosen his grip. As soon as his hand fell to the mattress, I engulfed his delicious prick in my mouth again.
Paul shivered.
His balls drew closer to his body and his legs tensed.
"No, not yet. Oh God, oh—" He erupted in my mouth as the wonderful warmth left his cock. Paul half growled, half laughed.
"You fucking tease." I snorted. Paul grabbed my dick, upright and his mouth went from tip to balls. I pulled Paul's face closer to my groin.
"Yessss," I hiss. "That feels good." I didn't protest when my legs were shoved higher, exposing me more, and that wicked tongue entered my hole.
"Fuck, yes!" Edward cried. Paul tongues circled my anus lubing it with saliva poking and prodding, my dick momentarily forgotten. Paul's tongue pressed inside wiggling it around inside.
He moaned making it vibrate inside sending sensation inside me.
"God…" I moaned again. He started going in and out fucking me with his tongue and i mimicked his actions moving back and forth, meeting his thrusts. I was close; I could feel my balls tightening.
"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" I screamed as he increased his paste.
BANG!, BANG!, BANG!.
"Ed, Wake up!" I bolted upright in bed so quickly a wave of dizziness hit me. Fuck I'm so hard.
"Edward, Wake the fuck up!" Alice screamed again banging on my door.
"God damn it, Ali stop banging on my door!" I yelled, my cock semi hard now. Oh crap! School starts in 20 minutes.
I rushed and went to the bathroom then grabbed a washcloth, wet it in the sink and glanced at the mirror. Green eyes stared back at me.
"What are you doing, Edward?" My reflection didn't answer, I didn't expect it to but I really wish it would.
As my mind began to wake up, I began to dread school. But I mechanically gathered up my clothes and headed for my morning ritual in the shower, though uncharacteristic adding a hand job in it.
Once getting out of the shower I dressed and rushed downstairs.
"Good morning." I said to mom and dad I as I grabbed the bagel mom made with a napkin and walked out.
"You have a good day sweetheart," mom called from the kitchen before appearing and rushing to give
me a good hug. "I'll be home late tonight so please make dinner. No junk food Edward."
"Okay mom," I replied giving her a peck on the cheek, walking out to the garage.
I swear I broke every rule in the driving handbook while listening to Born this way by Lady GaGa again and again, and because I arrived late I got a shitty parking space that was 50 miles away from the
entrance. Okay! fine, I'm exaggerating but still it was a shitty parking space.
Just as I walk in the first bell rang. Great. Guess I won't be the one eating that bagel. Mr. Willis the Statistic teacher has a rule, that if you're under 10 minutes late you bring him some kind of food to not be
marked as tardy. I loved the man. I ran upstairs with all my cheer bags not having time to drop it off at the locker room.
"Edward, I was starting to miss your beautiful face! Thank you for making my day brighter; I look forward to eating that bagel." he said dramatically. The class erupted in laughter.
"I'm glad I could help, Mr. Willis." I grinned going to my seat. Next to Jessica.
Some would hate having math first thing in the morning, but to me it was a blessing. Not because I loved math or understands it but because of Mr. Willis.
He was able to make math fun and enjoyable you could tell by the way he thought, that he enjoyed it. Even Jessica had warmed up to math because of him, well also because he was ridiculously handsome
and 'fuck hot' as Jessica puts it and single and young the females and males population in this school loved him, even the one he didn't teach.
The class went by fast and before I knew it Mr. Willis was saying, "Alright kiddos you have 15 minutes till class is over, enjoy"
Everyone groaned, no one wanted to leave his class.
"You look so normal today...why?" Jess narrowed her eyes at me.
"What are you saying? I look abnormal the rest of the time?" I asked feign hurt. So I didn't wear colorful clothes, or mascara today. I didn't feel like it! That's not a crime.
"What, I'm just noticing the lack of the pink flamingos in this class." She mocked looking around.
I chuckled; trust Jess to cheer me up without even knowing I needed cheering up. "No flaming Eddie today, sorry."
She smirked. "Well I guess I must tell you how absolutely hideous you look today, I wouldn't be your best friend if I did not."
I returned her smirk viciously, "Don't care what you call me as long that I can still do a double Arabian better than you; call me whatever you want and fuck you please."
Jessica, and I always compete on who's better at doing stunts; which is usually me which pisses her off, because 'male aren't supposed to shit like that better than females' as she puts it, and she took gymnastic
lessons in middle school.
"Yeah? Well, well—you miss you're landing every time!"
"Lies."
"Fuck you Edward." Aha! One Edward, zero Jessica.
"Grow a dick, and I'll consider it." The bell rang cutting her off. I got the last word! Hah!
Wanting to keep my victory, I quickly grabbed all my bags and run out the door, I faintly hear her calling my name.
I ran all the way to the athletic building with all my bags.
A few people gave me looks, but most just said hi. Sometimes It's good to be a drama queen because at least you can pull off these kind of thing. Another junior will
not be caught running in this school. It felt
nice to run, even if it was with all my bags. I think I'll go running tonight once I get home, maybe Alice will go with me.
"Slow down, Eddie." Coach Creagh stopped me.
"Oh hey coach Creagh," I smiled brightly. "I just need to drop these off at my locker and get my chemistry book." I said walking backward toward the boy's locker room.
Wait, Locker room? Shit!
Jake just finished football; he and Seth both have football in the morning. Maybe I can hide somewhere, and wait until they leave. Yea, that's what I'll do!
Just as I was about to hide Mike walks out and just had to yell my name with the door still wide open. Ugh. I so hate Mike right now.
"Hey, Mike." I smiled or bared my teeth, what ever.
He held the door opened for me "laleedo homey." What the...okay no comments.
"Thanks." I bared—smiled again!
"Hasta la vista babe, I mean man."
I rolled my eyes. "Alright, whatever...man."
As I walked as slow as humanly possible in the short and narrow hallway that's only supposed to take you five seconds to walk through. Maybe I'll make it be a
minute, but the universe isn't on my side today.
The familiar black and silver locker color greets me, with the two people I least want to see in this world right now, Jake and Paul. Someone help me!
"Hey, Edward." They both said at the same time. If It wasn't for the fact that the air was so fucking tense or that seeing them both shirtless at the same time was
bringing up some inappropriate fantasies of
the three of us, I would've laughed at the way they were staring at each other.
Unfortunately though the air was tense, and I was having problems keeping my soldier down. Fuck teenage hormones! Sometimes I wish I had a vagina for that
reason, because at least they could be horny
without having a dent form between their legs.
"Hey, guys." I say trying to open my locker, my hands were so fucking sweaty that I kept starting my lock combo over and over again prolonging that opening process.
"How you been Edward?" Jake asked.
"Umm, I've been good." I said like little kid who's been asked by his mom if he was a good boy for the babysitter.
"Good." he replied coming closer.
"Yeah." finally it decides to open. I grabbed my chemistry book. Shit! Chemistry! Why, oh why chemistry? Jake and I have Chemistry together.
"Oh sweet you have Chem. this period?" Paul asked, and until that moment I had completely forgotten that he was also getting dress.
"Umm, Y-yeah, I do." I stuttered. Oh God please don't tell me he does too, but I knew it was useless.
"Awesome," Paul grinned showing all white teeth. "You can show me where it is."
"They don't teach you how to read a map where you're from?" Jake asked glaring at him.
"Oh, no they do, I just always skipped that class, guess I shouldn't have huh?" The sarcasm was practically dripping from Paul's voice.
"Umm we're going to be extremely late, if we don't leave now." I say cutting Jake's retort off and walked away.
The walk to chemistry was... awkward for lack of a better word. Every time Paul would say something Jake had some snappy negative remarked about it; they went
go back and forth until I changed the
subject, 'The weather looks nice today'; which was all I said.
We finally made in class just as the bell ring, and that too had to be awkward, because both decided to enter right after me and of course got stuck in the door. Well I
least now I know that entering a door is a
challenge for them.
I went to my seat.
"Either you enter, or you get out, choose now! I need to start class." Mr. Watson snapped.
Mr. Watson is our very old chemistry teacher; he's what you call a classic homophobic racist. I stopped counting the amount of times he's made racist and gay jokes.
The only reason why he hasn't been fired
yet is because he's thought chemistry here since this school was built.
He kicked Denise Blinn out of class once because she was only wearing underwear, well her shorts was too short and tight he thought they were 'drawers' as he
called them. She left to go used the restroom,
he took her stuff threw it out the door and wouldn't let her back in until she was properly dressed. The funny thing is that it happens to someone every week. So even
though Watson is an old homophobic,racist bastard, he's hilarious to watch.
I doodled in my notebook during the whole class since Watson decided to lecture on Avogadro's number for an hour and forty five minutes. I would've pulled my phone
out to listen to music, but that would've given him a heart attack.
The bell for lunch finally rung, and I thanked god there weren't any Jake and Paul incidents during class.
I was the first one out, and didn't even realize I was hungry until I reached the cafeteria. I groaned at the smell of good; unlike other school our cafeteria food actually
tasted like food and not dog food
seasoned with spices. Unfortunately it doesn't matter how good it smelled I always go with a salad and sweet potatoes fries.
The whole gang was sitting at the usual places, everyone was there talking very loud. In the fact the whole cafeteria was very loud today, and I couldn't stand the
noise so I went outside.
Another thing about our school is cliques. Cliques who has separate places to sit and eat lunch, and sense my group always eat lunch inside I have nowhere to sit,
accept underneath the tree where Paul was
sitting playing an acoustic guitar. Acoustic guitar.
I slowly walked toward him and sat down. "Hey."
"Hey yourself, why are you out here?"
"It's too loud in there today." I pointed my fork at the cafeteria. "If you want to be alone I can leave." I said but made no effort to stand up.
"Nah, it's fine I can share my tree with you." He stopped playing and looked at me.
I smiled. "Thanks, nice guitar. I didn't know you played."
Paul leaned back against the tree. "Yeah, I started when I was twelve."
"Why?" I mean usually people have these crazy stories about why they played right?
"No reason, I just thought it would be cool." He started playing again, a song by the same band.
"Oh. Are the Beatles of you can play?"
He stopped again and looked at me with a shock expression. "You, know them?"
"What? Oh my mom likes them, well yeah I guess I know them they're not bad. It's not like I listen to them on my free time or anything. I mean I'm a Lady Gaga type
all the way. But I do like Slightly Stoopid; Collie man is my favorite song. I like a lot of their songs though." Okay so I totally pulled an Alice move with the rush talking,
but whatever she's my twin I'm aloud to do that.
"You like Slightly Stoopid? One of my favorite band actually." Paul gave me that same look as earlier, but now there was traces of Amazement in it.
I smile again. "Yeah, I think I just said I did."
He picked up his pick again and started to play Collie man.
This one man lived his life for profit alone
that very same man he lived his life all alone
Oh any roads in life yes it goes up and down
doesn't really matter as long as the music goes on
oh mister collie man why don't you come round no more
oh mister collie collie man don't you hear me trouble call
oh mister collie man no he didn't come to disturbed
you best not be come around here unless you got me sensi herbs
So he wasn't totally singing the right lyrics but his voice was so raspy and beautiful that I didn't care stop and correct him. His normal voice was raspy but when he
sang it was smooth and beautiful with a little
twang at the end.
Paul didn't take his eyes off me, "Sing with me Edward."
I shook my head no. I mean no way I was singing in front of all these people, who were feigning non-interest in what Paul doing.
"Come on Edward, please." I shook my head again.
"I guess I'm just going to play this part over and over again."
I laughed. "Fine, but if it starts to rain it's your fault." I gave in.
Paul grinned at his victory. "The sky isn't going to cry because of your voice, sweets."
I started to sing…
I never needed any reason for me to say
through all those trouble times yes we love you anyway
ooh then the roughest path you know the rocky rocky road
you know that life and love is heavy heavy load
why mister collie man why don't you come round no more
oh mister collie collie man don't you here me trouble calls
but mister collie man no they didn't come to disturbed
you best not be come round here unless you got me sensi herbs
you best not be come round here unless you got me sensi herbs
He placed his guitar back in his case "That wasn't so bad now was it?"
I shook my head no again, slightly nervous. I can't believe I just sang in public, outside the cafeteria at school. Damn you Paul.
"I could kiss you right now." He said leaning in towards me.
I didn't move, "No, you can't. Unless if you want to out yourself, then I guess there's nothing I can do about it."
"So, it wouldn't freak you out if I did. Kiss you?" Paul asked less than a hair away from me now.
"No." I whispered, right before he kissed me, at school, outside the cafeteria, in public. His lips were smooth unlike Jake's chapped ones, and they tasted like...
chocolate chip cookies unlike Jake's tasteless
one's. It such a beautiful setting and the kiss was perfect. I put my hands on his shoulder and pushed him away as he tried to enter his tongue in my mouth.
"You want tongue; you take me out on a proper date mister." I taunted standing up, and grabbing my bags.
Paul looked up at me, "Let's go tonight then."
"You didn't ask me." I cross my arms, and lifted and eyebrow.
Paul got on one, "Would you like to go on a date with me tonight Edward Cullen?"
"Hmm, let me check my calendar." I open my palm and flipped an imaginary calendar open. "Nope, sorry I'm busy tonight, I have a meeting with the president can't
cancel on that one."
He barked a laugh, "Alright, how about tomorrow?"
"Well then, you should try again tomorrow Paul." With that said I left. So I guess it'll watch movies and eat Ice cream with my parents tonight. Yup fun times.
It felt longer when i wrote it. Let me know what y'all thought about it.
Jay.