Again. Fucking, Again. I had to go to the hell hole known as school and waist another 9 months of my life, again. Ugh, who ever invented school needs to choke on a Lego. If I find out who invented this hell hole, I'm gonna find them. Build a time machine, and sock that motherfucker right in the face. Whatever, that's the least of my problems. I had to worry about Scott. That giant, nonexistent eyebrow having ass motherfucker needs to get a taste of his own medicine.

I woke up and walked downstairs to my sister, Kirstie.

"So, the slut awakens." She announced, acknowledging my presence. I glared at her, obviously not in the mood. She immediately took notice.

"Spill the tea, bitch." She said in a serious tone. I sighed and told her.

"I don't want to deal with him this year."

"Mitch, you know that we are brother and sister. Well ride or die. If he fucks with you, he's gonna have a whirlwind of soprano flying at his head. You know...if either of us can reach that high." She said as she rubbed my back. I don't know why, but that always calmed me down.

"Thanks." I replied as I smiled at her and licked the yogurt off of my spoon before re-coating it.

"You eat like a slut." She giggled. I smirked and licked the spoon slowly.

"Ew, you're so nasty." She said as she playfully shoved me. We looked into each other's eyes for ten seconds, knowing what was about to go down, and laughed our asses off. We can't look each other in the eye without thinking the same lame jokes and laughing.

After Kirstie and I put of oversized sweaters and black skinny jeans, we headed to my car.

As soon as I saw the school come into view, I wanted to swerve off the road and head to chipotle.

I got out and walked to my locker, soon it was slammed into my fingers ad I bit my lip with a gasp. I looked to my side and was my with broad chest.

"What's up, how's my little bitch doing?" Scott asked in a deep voice. I forced the locker off of my fingers and slapped him with all my might, sending his face into the red lockers.

"Stay away from me." I growled before I walked away.

After class, or should I say round one of hell, I headed to my locker. As soon as I rounded the corner, I turn my tiny ass back around and walked away. I heard my name being shouted and a group of boys were chasing my. I turned on the stairs but was blocked by three boys that towered over me. I back up and bumped into a chest. A hand flew to my mouth and two hands held my arms back.

"Well, if it isn't the little fagot himself((I'm gonna shank myself for typing this shit))" A guy with dyed, red hair said in a very deep voice.

"Fuck you, pussy." I spat back through gritted teeth. Earning a punch to the stomach. I bit my lip and looked up at him through my messy, black hair. I was about to get another sick to the gut when a guy with green hair ran up and slapped the guy in the face.

"Back off, Mark!" He shouted.

"This is none of your business, Jack!" Mark growled. I stood from my crouching stance with a new found confidence and did a donkey kick towards a random guy, kicking him directly in the nads. Then, I elbowed one in the nose and kneed another in the stomach. There were only three left, Scott, Mark, and some random idiot. I kicked him directly in the throat and he went down hold his throat and gagging. I turned to a slightly shocked Scott and an angry Mark.

"What's up now, bitch?" I said, grabbing the scrunchy from my pocket and tying my hair into a man bun.

I lunged for him and that's when I finally came back to reality, still being held up by a group of guys.

"Leave me alone." I demanded. They chuckled lowly and dragged me to an empty classroom.

I saw something weird when I was being dragged. Mark's skin was super pale and his eyes were blacked out completely.

I'm gonna die.

Once I was pinned to the wall by an emotionless Scott, the others just left.

"I wonder what I should do to you first." Scott thought out loud as he used his tongue to outline my collarbone. I softly moaned as his hands roamed my body.

What the fuck is going on? Are you even listening? Come on, body! You can't be ignoring me, I keep you from doing stupid shit like this. STOP NOW...wow, his hands are soft. And big. He is he doing this. His tongue is like magic. He can sure as hell can eat this ass if he wants to.

I was now being pinned the floor, and having my ass eaten like fucking groceries. I started to wonder if he read my mind.

After it felt like he was going to just eat me whole, he stopped and lined up. His tip touched my entrance and I knew that he was huge. He slowly pushed in and I started biting on my sweater. He adjusted himself while he was still in me and moaned every time his cock went another inch deeper. Is it even normal for a seventeen year old to have a cock this big? He was know 10 inches deep inside me and my face was full red as the overwhelming pain and pleasure fighting each other like someone who found a pikachu in the park. The pleasure won, and as soon as he moved I nearly came right then and there. After about 20 minute of raw fucking, we came in sync and he left. I lye there, covered and filled with cum. And all I could think was...

What the fuck just happened?

At dinner, Kirstie asked me how my classes were and I nearly blew my vines pop out at how much I was blushing.

"Scott fucked you, didn't he." Kirstie said with a raised eyebrow. I sat there as my jaw swung to the ground. I nodded slowly and Kirstie laughed.

"What?!" I asked as I pouted.

"I know you two were gonna fuck. Scott's wanted you since the fifth grade."

"Huh?!"

"Mhm, you never noticed though." I sat there, dumbfounded.

The next day, it happened again. Minus the whole gut punch, imaginary matrix shit, and gang lure. And it was that way the entire school year. We dated after the fourth time he surprise fucked me. He didn't bully me anymore though.

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Sorta got mixed up in the middle but j refer a reason for them to have sex. Also, did you get that little septiplier cameo in there? Also, do you forgive me for pranking you?