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~•Nigel's room•~
"Ohh fuck….Nigel" A girl moaned loudly.
"Will you keep it down?" Nigel groaned and the girl quickly covered her mouth to muffle her moans.
She held the headboard tightly to keep a balance while Nigel kept giving her back thrusts.
Nigel kept hitting her hard and thrusting deeply, she sweat bidded her skin, breathy, but she still wanted more.
"Fuck!... Faster" She moaned and he fastened his pace immediately.
"hmmm yeah….
"hmm fuck! You…are…the…best
"Ahhh….
"Shit!..
Nigel suddenly groaned and pulled out, spilling his seed onto her back. He climbed off the bed and pulled up his pants. Exhausted she stayed laying in bed, with no intentions of getting up anytime soon as she worked to catch her breath.
"Am I the first person you shagged today?" She said, he eyes still shut as she bit on her lower lip.
"No…there were five other girls before you" Nigel replied, buttoning his shirt and she frowned.
"How can…you say that nonchalantly?" She scoffed.
"Should I have lied?" Nigel asked and she frowned deeper.
"You should have at least tried to not make me feel bad" She pouted, rubbing his chest.
"Go find a boyfriend if you want someone romantic" Nigel replied and threw her her clothes,
"Get dressed and leave before my mates find you here" he walked out.
"Hey!!…
"I will let you go since you always make me feel good" She muttered reminiscing on their moment earlier.
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The school blog was on fire with a new post by the anonymous poet, "H." The news spread like wildfire throughout the campus.
"Oh my God, he posted!"
"I almost cried last time."
"He's a genius."
The Kings—Felix, Levi, Nigel, and Vernon—were all checking their phones.
"Who is this 'H' anyway?" Felix complained, displeased not to be the center of attention.
"Last semester," Levi said, "and the guy already has a cult following."
It's worth it," Vernon chimed in, smiling. "I'm his number one fan."
"Let me read one," Vernon said, grabbing his phone. "This one's called 'Unnoticed Flame.'"
I was the candle,
You were the night.
I burned for you
While you waited for the sun.
I gave my fire,
My fleeting breath,
But you turned away,
Blind to my death.
The sun you waited for
Never came to stay,
And all that was left
Was my wax in decay.
You never saw
The light I shed,
Only the shadows
That followed my grave.
Vernon finished with flair. "Damn, that's deep," Levi said. "Anyway. has anyone seen my underwear?"
Nigel's face cracked into a smile. "Oh yeah, Vernon's been using them as mosquito repellent. Go ask him."
"BRO—do you ever shut up?!" Vernon yelled.
Levi shrieked, "HE DID WHAT?!"
Vernon sighed in defeat. ".Fine. I did it."
"YOU USED MY BOXERS TO FIGHT MOSQUITOES?!" Levi's jaw dropped.
Vernon raised a hand as though under oath in a court of law. "In my defense, the odor is so foul, not a single mosquito has dared come into my room. The evil spirits cleared out as well."
Nigel doubled over laughing. "You basically made holy water with skid marks!"
Levi looked horrified. "They were clean when I last left them—"
"Clean?" Vernon snorted. "Man, those boxers have personality. I'm fairly certain they whispered to me when I picked them up."
Nigel wiped at a tear in his eye. "Forget incense, just hang Levi's underwear on your door and demons will flee."
Just then, Kayden strolled in, boredom etched on his face. "So. no one's going to school today? Or are we just letting Levi's. aromatic experiments determine the curriculum?" Silence met him, so he just shook his head and made for the door, leaving for his classes which will be starting in an hour.
~••~Sports Center~••~
Aira waited in the sports hall stands, scrolling through her phone. She was a steadfast fan of "H"'s poetry. She saw the hidden pain, the struggle beneath the words on the surface.
She sighed and tucked her phone into her pocket. In walked a guy, and a immediate frown creased her face. She was getting up to leave when he grasped her wrist and pulled her back.
In a flash of raw fury, a defense mechanism born of ancient hurt, her fist connected with his face. Sickening crunch and spatter of blood followed. The boy fell, but she didn't let go
. She kept punching, the wild, unbridled fury consuming her. He cried out to her to stop. And until he was a bloody wreck on the ground did she cease, her hand raised in a final, poised blow.
Touch me once again, and I'll break your head," she spat, her breathing in quick gasps. She moved off from him, leaving him in a heap.
Kayden witnessed it all in a shadowy corner. He had stood by throughout, a silent observer. A cunning animal smile twisted his features.
"She's wild," he said to himself, a chill running down his spine. "Not bad."