Unchained Melody
By TornPrince'sSmile

Chapter thirty-one: Relationships


Pushed up against the wall, Lola moaned in ecstasy; did she ever tell anyone how good Johnny was at fucking? Oh god, if she didn't mention it yet, he is. She turned her head away from his sweating brow and saw Jimmy walk by, Pinky hooked around his arm. Lola could only question in her mind what he was doing, but she didn't necessarily care either.

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Juliet closed her eyes and laid her head down on her desk. Today they switched seating and now she had to sit next to Gary in five of her classes, and it didn't help that every time she would move he would smirk. Right now, Mr. Galloway was snoring as humanly possible; his hand was tightly clenched around his whiskey. She hated school… well Bullworth to be exact.

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Gary sat there, hands knitted together and rested in his lap, as he watched his new partner squirm under his gaze. Today he didn't leave bright and early to go to the nurse to take his meds, he was going to wait until Nurse McRae was in there; she was a lazy bitch that really didn't do her job.

His face cracked as Juliet looked over at him; she so wanted him.

"Stop it."

"Stop what my poor baby?" he asked sarcastically, flicking his tongue over his lips.

"Stop staring;do you know how uncomfortable that is?" Gary laughed lowly and stared at her with his non-different eyes.

"Do you hurt?" Juliet rolled her eyes.

"What?"

"When you found out your Jimmy-boy was cheating on you with that whore." Juliet rubbed her eyes and sat up.

"I felt…like I was being used." Gary put on a fake 'sympathetic' look for her.

"I'm so sorry honey." Juliet looked over, almost taken back.

"What did you call me?"

"Honey," Gary said, looking at his nails; he was hoping to see his Petey today. Juliet crossed her arms over her torso.

"Don't ever, ever call me that again." Gary shrugged his shoulders.

"What cha' goin' to do… slap me again? Oh Juliet, why do you resort to violence so much… just like cutting yourself?" Juliet whipped her head over.

"What?"

"You heard me babe." Juliet looked like she was going to cry, but held it in.

"H-how did you know?"

"I've got eyes in the back of my head; you can't get anything passed me." As he said that, the bell had rung for the day to end; Juliet rushed out of the room.

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Once she fell on her head, she buried her head into her pillow; how could he have found out about her 'problem'? She asked herself as tears leaked out. Did anyone else know?

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Beatrice walked down the hallways of the barely empty Bullworth; after school tutoring was such a bore, but it looked good on her college application, so she did it. Also for an other reason, Bif Taylor need help in Geometry and she was the only one in his Geometry class that would help him. It's not like she had a crush on him—well she did actually. It was kind of weird, it was her first crush since Earnest and it was on a popular boy that she used to be friends with.

As she entered the Study Hall room, Bif slammed his textbooks onto the table and sat down with a grumpy look.

"Damn Jocks." Was all he muttered as Beatrice walked in? That was pretty rude, but she expected nothing more than that.

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Ted Thompson walked about, Mandy hanging off his arm; he thought of her only as a trophy and a bed warmer—she wasn't the brightest, and she was the prettiest… well she was pretty. He felt no pity, no remorse, no nothing—not even love. He only cared about football.

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Bif Taylor grumbled to himself, until his tutor, Beatrice, walked in. Her acne was getting better, Bif admitted to himself; she was actually pretty attractive. Well, under the cold sores and greasy hair. Bif often found himself thinking about Beatrice in an unusual way ever since she had been tutoring him. If was…forbidden thoughts.

"Ready?" Beatrice asked, taking her hair out of her usual bow and fixing it up in a pony tail. Bif shook his head.

"Yeah." Beatrice smiled, nicely, towards him and pulled out her textbook.

By the end of the tutoring 'session', Bif had formed a bulge in his pants somehow; maybe it was the way she looked, or maybe the way she touched him. But, he had to get out of there. He picked up his things and waved good-bye.

"See ya' Bea." Beatrice looked up and in a split second she grabbed his wrist.

"Wait…" Bif looked back and Beatrice laid her lips on his.


(A/N: I decided that Beatrice needed some love and I thought some 'forbidden' love would be awesome. ^^. Now this chapter is called 'relationships' because it views some people's relationships with each other.)