Western Academy for Boys!? But I'm a Girl...Oh Well

William pushed me against the lockers and gave me a big, fat kiss. I wrapped my arms around his neck and looked at him. A few guys watched us as they were passing by.

"The boys might think different of you," I said with a smile.

"Then I guess I'm gay," he laughed.

I gave him another kiss.

While he was kissing me back, he stole my paper.

"Hey," I said. He held the paper up so I couldn't get it.

The jerk.

"Got any classes with my baby?" He said with a smirk.

I blushed.

"Nope," he frowned.

I took the paper back. "I'll try to get classes with you."

"Unless you wanna be super smart and get into Junior classes, Sophmore."

"Or unless you want to get a bit dumber and move down a reading level to be with your honey bunny."

"Ouch," I laughed.

I giggled. "So where's your room?"

"Oh! We actually have a room together," he wrapped his arm around my neck and lead me down the hall.

"Really!? But.. How?"

"Early sign ups? I was part of the plan too ya' know," he said.



William unlocked the door, "Oh yeah, we have a room mate."

Aw. That means we cant fu-

The door swung open. A man with long greasy hair answered the door. He was brooding and he smelled like skunk. His eyes were wicked red.

"Why you standing there for? Get in get in," he was so mellow. I dunno why he was, but I liked it. It's either he just did some yoga or..

He let us in and he closed the door behind us. He was wearing pajamas. There was marijuana laid out on the table.

..High out of his mind.

"Dude! On the marble!?" William yelled at him.

"Yeah?" he said.

"Bert, what about dorm keeping?"

"Then we invite them," Bert smirked and plopped on the couch to pack his bowl.

"Whatever," William said and lyed down on the bed.

I looked at the both of them. Am I just here? Or are they gonna invite me in the conversation.

"Uh, hello?" I waved to them.

Bert looked at me up and down.

"Oh I'm sorry.. Uh.."

"Christopher," William and I said.

Bert geeked. "Christopher. Want some?"

"Oh no, I don't-"

"C'monn. Peer pressure, peer pressure," he laughed.

"William?" I looked at him. He was packing it with him.

"Its your choice, Chris," Will smirked.

"Well put Willy," Bert said.

I sighed. Well if William was smoking and Bert too. Then I guess I'll try it.