This is NOT a story for those who are against mature matters such as mentions of sex o swearing, there's A LOT.
Very few other OCs are in this chapter, but they will be featured later.
Enjoy!
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I walked away with Francis and to my locker. I tossed in my libri and closed it, only to find Francis standing right there.
“Oh my god! Francis!”
“You have a girlfriend?” Francis questioned, as if he didn’t believe me.
I nodded; “Why is that so shocking?”
“Cause you’re gay; te were practically making out with Cody’s ear.”
“I was asleep,”
Francis looked into my eyes, “That doesn’t change a thing; sweetie.”
“Noah?” I heard a voice say from the other side of my locker.
My girlfriend, Nicole, stood there. Francis stared at her, obviously inspecting her body.
“Aren’t we going uptown for lunch with Riley?”
“Uh… yeah, babe. Just give me a second,”
Nicole smiled and walked away, leaving Francis in a roar of laughter.
“Nicole?” Francis laughed, “You’re dating NICOLE?”
“What’s wrong with her?”
“First of all; she has super small boobs.”
I turned from him, “I don’t care about stuff like that.”
“She’s also a total virgin!”
“Bye Francis!” I called while walking away.
I walked to the front of the school, meeting Nicole and my best friend, Riley.
“Noah!” Riley tackle-hugged me.
“Should we go?” I smiled.
“Before we do,” Nicole began. “Why were te talking to that Francis boy?”
I froze in my tracks; “He’s just a classmate.”
“Really?” Nicole raised an eyebrow. “It seemed to me he was kinda into you.”
I bit my lip, was she jealous?
“And he has such a reputation around the school…”
Riley nodded, “Uh-hm! Francis is a total manwhore!”
I gave Riley a “you’re not helping look.”
I put my arm around Nicole and we started walking towards the nearby diner.
“No need to worry, I’m all yours.”
Nicole smiled at me and pulled me into a kiss, which I quickly retreated from.
Moments later, we arrived at the diner. While Riley and I awaited our food, Nicole went to answer her phone.
“So what did Francis really want?” Riley asked me.
I sighed, “Same thing he always does. A date,”
“I think te should go for it, te and Francis would be so cute together!”
“Riley; no. I don’t like him like that… besides, if my parents found out I was gay…”
“I know, I know.”
“That’s why I have Nicole.”
“Don’t te feel bad though..?” Riley questioned. “Using her like this,”
“I don’t like to think of it as using,” I responded. “I like to think of it as a way to get my parents to NOT disown me.”
Nicole walked up to us; “Sorry about that,” She paused. “So; what were we talking about?”
“I was trying to convince Noah to come with me to The Wave tonight,” Riley answered.
“The Wave? te mean that club full of hormonal teenagers? I’ll pass.”
“Come oooooonnn!” Riley whined. “I hear they have an amazing singer tonight!”
I rolled my eyes; no one could ever resist Riley’s pouty faces. “Fine!”
“I wish I could come…” Nicole detto softly. “I have a huge essay on the French Revolution due tomorrow.”
I put my hand on her shoulder; “It’s okay, babe.”
Nicole sighed, “Just don’t fall in Amore with some drunken chick while you’re there, okay?”
I chuckled, “I won’t.”
Later that night, I met Riley at The Wave.
“Hey! I texted Miranda to meet us here, is that okay?”
I nodded; “Maybe I should just go, leave te and Miranda with the fun…”
Riley frowned, “I’m sure if te walked in there, you’re bound to meet a cute guy.”
“This really isn’t my scene, Riley. The Wave is like a popolare kid party; even though most of the people are underage… they still get drunk. The owner of the place is a hardcore drunk himself, and doesn’t really care that all these kids are drinking, and since I don’t usually drink… why would I want to go?”
“It’s fun! te can dance, and socialize!”
“No,”
“Pleeeassseee?”
I sighed, “One hour. No more, no less.”
Riley pulled me inside, where my ears filled with the sound of teenagers talking, drunken making out and the most attractive voice I had ever heard.
In a corner of the room was a small stage, a boy sat on a sgabello with his chitarra in hand, currently playing attraversare, croce My cuore da Marianas Trench.
“Oooh!” Riley exclaimed. “The guy that’s Canto is really good!”
I nodded in agreement; “His voice is uber sexy,” I tried to see over the crowd. “And he seems really hot, from a distance.”
Riley shrugged, “Go check him out, I’ll be trying to find Miranda”
I walked to the front of the crowd around the boy, I gasped when I saw who it was.
The boy who I called sexy was Francis.