(There are mature and offensive words used ahead)
I quickly walk out of our classroom and almost immediately run into Brandon. I knock a couple books out of his hands so I lean over to pick them up and when I am giving them to him he steps into my personal bubble.
"Whoa Evan, you look like terrible"
He says as he examines the dark circles under my eyes.
Brandon is one of those little shitheads that just don't seem to know when to leave. He comment's about everything and then expects people to laugh when he's just being a dick. I personally think that he has a small penis and that's why he acts like a big penis.
"Well, I don't think you could look as good as me after the night I had"
His eyes immediately light up and I can tell he is thinking about boobs. He is so perverted it's unbelievable. I can't help but cross my arms and give him a look that says, I am so done with you.
"was it mostly drinking or women?"
of course, he has to ask. Has he ever heard of a thing called privacy? Although, it's not like I remember most of last night anyway. I can only recall drinking games with Sam and then after that, I think we went to a party.
"Hey Brandon, you leave my Evan alone"
Speak of the devil and she comes. Sam is a nickname for Samara. She is tall,blond-haired, blue-eyed and striking to look at. I met her playing Beer Pong in high school. By the end of the night we were both piss drunk and the only ones up. In the morning she went for a swim in the cold lake while I was dying of a hangover. Now we are best friends and she can still drink me under the table.
"Were you partying with her?"
Brandon cuts through my thoughts with his annoying voice.
His eyes rake up and down her body. He seems to be undressing her with his stare until his eyes come to rest on her boobs. It's making me feel uncomfortable just standing here. I try to get his attention back to me so he can leave her alone. I was fully prepared to tell him made up shit that happened.
"Listen, Brandon I..."
"What the fuck Brandon"
I started to talk and tell him its not his business and no that's not what happened last night but Sam cut me off. Sam never took too kindly to being treated like shit. She is going to rip him to shreds.
taking a step closer she gets in his face. He doesn't seem scared at all judging from the look he gives her. He looks mad that she even said something. I hope he makes her punch him. Sam and I go to a college with pretty rich kids but we came here with scholarships. We both went to a shitty school and grew up in basically the same neighborhood. She has a mean right hook that has knocked both boys and girls right on their asses. I personally don't really like fighting so I usually use my words like a big boy.
"Listen here, you short-ass little child. Don't you ever talk about me like im not here, don't you ever speak of me like I am an object and don't you ever look at me like that again. I am not some walking vagina you can stick your cock into."
She is fuming and I know why. Its hard to come to a school like this with people like Brandon. First we don't have a lot of money and second, she is a girl. Guys used to treat her like shit all the time and thought that they could pay her to suck their dicks. Some people in this school are really shitty.
"Hey babe, I heard you were upset"
A very possessive and concerned looking Damon walks up to put his arm around Sams' hip.
Brandon looks like he is about to shit his pants. The color drained from his face and the confidence he had a second ago vanished. Sam is clearly visibly calmer and relaxes into Damon's touch.
Damon is Sams soulmate they have been together since before Sam Graduated high school. She had been looking at universities and toured Red Stone, home of the Alpha Wolves when she met him. He was in the locker room after a hockey game when the Dean wanted her to get to know the boys. He turned around shirtless and she immediately looked at their shared mark rest on top of his heart. They have been inseparable since.
Damon gives Brandon a disdained look before speaking again
"Brandon, you're brother is on my fucking team. I can have him benched all season long if you don't stop giving my girl trouble. "
Well, that sounds nicer than a punch to the face. Damon is known to get very angry when Sam is upset. He is like a Bull he is fine until he sees red
"What!! come on man she is overreacting and my brother has nothing to do with this"
If I don't say anything I feel like this is going to end horribly. No one disrespects Sam and gets away with it, not even me.
"Brandon will you shut the fuck up. You sound like a God damn child. Apologize before Damon decides to break our nose"
"Evan, we were just having some guy talk nothing serious tell him,"
Brandon obviously sees this going from bad to worse and looks to me for some help.
"Do as he says Brandon"
Damon isn't even looking at any of us because he has his head nestled into Sams' hair. She has her eyes closed and her hands reach up to grasp the back of his neck. They seem calm in each other's touch and also at peace. They are each other's rock and they keep the other one grounded. Without Damon, I have no idea where Sam would be today.
"Alright, I am sorry Samara."
Brandon is looking at the floor like he is a child getting scolded by mom and dad. His hands are behind his back because he doesn't know what to do with them. This is the most innocent I think I have ever seen him look. You almost can't tell he is an asshole.
"Apology accepted dick. Next time don't make Damon come over here and give you a hard time. I will see you at the party tonight"
her eyes are still closed but Damon seems more tensed. His eyes shoot open to stare at Brandon. The look he is giving him means he doesn't want him there. Knowing Brandon he will either go and hide from Damon or, not go at all.
“You heard my girl, you may leave now.”
Brandon does a noticeable gulp before he walks hastily away.
I turn towards Sam and Damon. She gives a smile that is warm and inviting but Damon looks like he wants to hit something.
"will you be at Leon's party tonight?"
Of course, I knew Leon was having a party but I wasn't really invited. The only connection we had was through Damon because he and Leon get along pretty well. Leon is the most popular guy in our year. He is captain of the football team and the girls say he is hot as fuck.
Leon looks like a Greek god. He is tall, built like hell, blond-haired, green-eyed and chiseled. I also hear he is a bit of a playboy
Me, on the other hand, doesn't really stack up. I am above average in height, black hair, and freckles. The only thing I have remotely close to him is a bit of muscle.
we are legit opposites example he is popular and I am not. He is hot I have been told I am cute. A guy does not like being called cute.
"Evan stop daydreaming. Are you coming to Leon's party?"
I give her a kind of confused look before I say the answer
"I wasn't really invited"
Now it's my turn to feel embarrassed. It's not fun telling your friend that your social life is nonexistent compared to hers.
“Evan sometimes I think that you are stupid. He didnt invite anyone, people just show up.”
Ooooooohhhhhhhhhhh so it's not because we aren't friends.
I can feel a blush rise to my cheeks as I look at Sam and Damon. He is laughing really hard and I feel my blush turn to a deeper red. Sam starts swatting at his arm to get him to stop
“Don't be an asshole Damon!!!”
Sam is pretty protective over me so she goes all mama bear pretty quickly. Even Damon can't miss her wrath when he laughs at my expense.
“Ahhh baby I am sorry its just the look on his face was priceless and then”
He starts laughing even harder than the first time and is now bent over with his hands on his knees.
“It’s not that funny”
I give him a pointed look as the words slip out of my mouth. I hate feeling stupid and Damon is a fucking ass sometimes. Although I guess it is a little funny.
“You are right Evan, it isn't that funny. I need a date tonight will you go with me?”
Sam walks over to me and puts her hand around my waist as she stares down Damon.
He looks like a kicked puppy right now and if I didn't know that the man could kill me I would be laughing at how quickly this situation turned on him.
Damon starts whining
“Sammmmmm but you are minnnnneeeeeeeeee”
The pout he has on is making him look like a baby who just lost something.
“I am not anyone's love”
She blows him a kiss and then drags me away from the sad display of her boyfriend. Leave it to Sam to turn the tough guy into a marshmallow with feelings.
“That man is so cute”
She giggles into the palm over her hand after saying that. I know she is trying to contain her laughter because Damon is still in earshot. Turning my head over my shoulder I see he is still standing there like a lost boy.
“That was a bit hard on him, Sam”
“I know baby, but he deserved it. Nobody messes with my best friend and gets away with it, not even my man.”
She looks so serious and defensive it's almost scary.
“Now let's drive you home to get some rest for the party, there is no way I am going stag.”
She gives me a kiss on the cheek and heads towards the door.
I know I didn't say yes but she also always gets what she wants. I hope tonight isn't dramatic because just want a normal booze-filled party. Nothing extra. God, please let Leon's party be chill.
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