Modern High - 2. Chapter 2

Chapter 2 - Becoming Something More

As we finally came to the top of the stairs, I grabbed Toby’s arm and made him wait with me until all the rest of the kids were gone. Once they were gone I opened my mouth to say something, but nothing would come out. Open and close was all it did!

“What do you want to ask me? Since you won’t let me go to gym with you holding onto my arm!”

“I… I… Ah… wanted to ask…” was all I could get out before Toby interrupted me.

“What do you want to talk about, the blowjob I gave you before coming here.”

“Why, well yea, for starters!”

“Can we talk about this later? I really don’t want to have this conversation while we’re ready for gym… Can it wait until after school? Then I’ll answer all the questions you might have.”

“OK fine, you win this time, and I mean ‘this time’!”

“Good!”

We left the stairs and everyone was already stretching, loosening their muscles. Me and Toby sat down next to each other, not really touching each other, but close enough, even though he is right next to me and, after the blowjob he gave, I still can’t take my eyes off him.

I finally got into stretching, but then the teachers called for us to get up and start basketball free throwing and playing around. Before he and she left us to play freely amongst ourselves, they explained the rules and all that crap about how they wanted us to shower after gym every day and how we had to change into the correct gym clothes and shoes to play indoors and out. They also explained that if we did all that we are supposed to do, we would pass their class!

We split up into two groups, one group on either side of the gym; me and Toby were on different sides for this gym class. I missed him already. Uggghhhh! I need to stop thinking about him all the damn time! I’m not obsessive or anything, he’s just really fucking hawt and delicious. After gym class was over, Toby and the others went down stairs. I went down a little later. I didn’t want to pop a woody thinking of Toby again, so I’d rather be safe than sorry!

After I helped clean up the gym with the coaches/teachers I went down stairs. Most of the guys were gone by then, thank god. Even Toby was gone; that was a plus, at least I could take a shower, but without peeking at anyone’s tool. The one I wanted to see was Toby’s, but he didn’t give me the chance yet.

I couldn’t wait until after school so I could talk to him, I really needed to know if he is gay or bi or what. I hate being a onetime thing, even though that was my first time with another guy. After I took my shower, I threw on my clothes and headed for lunch. Looking all over for Toby was a task; I soon gave up and went into the café line for some donuts and pop. I know I shouldn’t drink it, but hey, why not? Right?

I found a table at the end of the cafeteria and sat there alone and quiet; what I wanted at the moment was peace and quiet, nothing to disturb me from my thinking. It didn’t go quite like that though. Toby found me and came over to sit with me. I felt so stupid and confused. Why didn’t he want to sit with the new friends that he met recently?

“Hey stranger… What’s up?” he said with that gorgeous smile.

“Oh nothing, sitting here being lonely. Nothing special here though, just thinking. How about you, what’s up?” I added with my own smile and a blush.

“Nothing, just saw you sitting here all alone so I came over to see what’s up.”

“Ah… OK why ain’t you sitting with your friends?”

“Well to be honest, I really didn’t want to sit over there, they’re cool and everything, but they have nothing to compete against you, CUTIE!”

“Wha…What did you just say?”

“Oh! Someone is blushing, I guess I should call you that more often.”

“Why did you call me ‘cutie’? And I have a few questions for you, but you told me I have to wait until school is out.”

“Yea I did. Only because these kids here like to eavesdrop on people’s conversations. I’d rather wait until we’re walking home to actually talk. And also for the privacy.”

“Ah, OK. So what class do you have next? I have a free period to do whatever I want.”

“Good for you! I have that too, so maybe we can talk then. Can we go off school grounds to do it though?”

“Oh yea, most definitely!”

“Fucking Awesome!”

“I would love to spend….” Before I could get it out, the bell rang to end lunch!

God Dammit! I hate it when it does that, but whatever. I guess I can be satisfied that me and Toby get to finally talk. This conversation is really important to me; I’ve been thinking about it since the start of gym class.

We left the cafeteria side by side, leaving the school all together. When we got two blocks away he finally spoke.

“So what’s bothering you so much that you couldn’t wait? Even though I wouldn’t want to be anywhere else right now.”

“Awe, ain’t you sweet! But really, I only have a few questions for you. Do you want to get something to eat? I really didn’t get a chance to eat, the stupid lunch bell rang too soon.”

“Yea… Sure. Where too though? We only have an hour for this conversation.”

“I don’t know, maybe Taco Bell or something. Like a sit down restaurant.”

“Sure anything you want at the moment! Even me… hehehe!”

“Are you serious? Because my house isn’t far from here, I’m sure there’s food there.”

“Are you for real? I don’t know really. Don’t you think we’re going a little fast here?”

“Yea, but you’re so fucking hot that I can’t wait till we’re alone!”

“Well, I still think we’re going a little fast, so no, I don’t think that’s the best for right now.”

I guess that was the last of our little conversation for at least five minutes, until Toby started up again.

“So what are these questions that you have, I might already know what you’re going to ask.”

“OK, first of all, why did you do what you did in the bathroom? Second, after you did that to me I was wondering, are you gay, or bi at least? And third, I want to do it again if you’re willing, but it seems you already answered that one. That we are going a little bit fast, so I take it that as a no for the third question.”

“Well, for the first question… I wanted to do it because I knew you wanted me too! For the second, yes, I am gay, so don’t worry about the orientation thing! Third you’re right about what I said. I really do want to do it again, but we just need to slow down because sooner or later we’re going to look back and ask ourselves if we did go a little bit fast. Are you following me so far?”

“Yes, I’m following you… I’m glad that you wanted to, but I wanted to return the favor, I still do, it’s just that I think it was wrong that I let you do me and I couldn’t do you! I feel guilty for letting you do that! I’m also glad that you answered that question. Well, I already knew the answer, but I wanted to ask just in case it was a spur of the moment type thing. I also agree with you, but I still want to at least taste you before we actually do slow down, I don’t need to, but I want to! I want to go the whole nine yards and beyond, if that’s what we want… at lease for me that is.”

“Don’t feel guilty because that would make me feel guilty! I’m glad that you see it my way, but you’re right, I do want to see where this will lead us, maybe we don’t have to slow down a whole lot, but still, going slow in a thing like this is good for both of us.”

“I guess you’re right, but I don’t want you to feel guilty anymore, so I won’t beg for it.”

“Well, you can beg, tease or do whatever. I’ll probably give in.”

“Good, that’s what I thought!”

After that we had to quit talking that away. We entered the Taco Bell, ordered our food and sat down waiting for it to cook and all. I guess I felt relieved when he told me all of that, but I still want to taste him so fucking bad that it hurts, just to know that we’re so close, but yet so far away, it just sucks.

He looked over at me and gave me a very devilish grin. I couldn’t help but to smile back. I put on a mask and acted like this conversation did nothing but give me some of my answers, but I’m still glad that he answered them. After we got our food, we still talked a little, but hey, we had to occupy our time somehow. Right? We finished and started to head back to school. We still had time to stop and talk some more. But I guess Toby really didn’t want to talk anymore, he barely said anything heading back to school. I think he just wanted to drop the whole conversation with me. It was like he really just started talking to me so I wouldn’t bug him for it all day long.

We got back to school and opened the double doors, letting the heat of the building hit us. We had to split ways finally, He went to one side of campus and I went to the other. I really felt bad for him. I didn’t think I was being that big of a pest or anything. For the rest of the day I couldn’t get Toby out of my mind, that conversation came back to haunt me, I remembered every little bit of the conversation. The way he answered the questions I asked seemed that he was just saying those things to just answer them. After the bell, whatever class I was in let out, I went to my next class, not thinking of where I was going or anything, just to get there and think some more.

I walked to the second floor, walking as slowly as possible, even when the bell rang and class began. I didn’t care really, I was still thinking about our conversation. My emotions got the better of me. I went to the bathroom on that level, checking to make sure that no one was in there when I finally let the water works run free.

I leaned on the wall for support, not really paying attention for anyone who might come in there while I was dealing with the problems of the day. I slid down to the floor, my knees up to my chest and me rocking back and forth with my head on my knees.

I thought maybe if I cried it out it wouldn’t bother me later, then I thought of what my dad told me earlier about me getting home because they needed to discus something with me. I totally forgot about that. But what’s the point? I don’t care anymore. The only person I care for right now is Toby, and I highly doubt that this situation is going anywhere.

After my crying spell, I wet my face and left the bathroom, I went to the nearest clock on the wall it read fifteen minutes until class and the day were over. So I walked over to Toby’s locker and stuck a note in saying that I went home early. I left my number for him to call me later.

After that, I walked over to my locker and put my shit in there and just left the school. The first exit I tried had a guard, so I had to find a different way out. I finally did, it was through the cafeteria door. Thank god it didn’t have an alarm on it.

As I walked home in this beautiful weather after it rained this morning, it still smelled like rain, so soothing and calm. I loved the way it smelled sometimes. I came closer and closer to my house, but I didn’t see my parents’ cars in the driveway, so I knew I was safe for now. I entered my house, dropped my stuff by the door and locked it so when my parents came home they wouldn’t notice the door was unlocked. I went up to my room and shut the door. I didn’t really feel like being conscious right now.

I lay on my bed, thinking of the day I just had, how I felt blessed then scared all over again. It just sucked that life could play these games with you!

I soon fell asleep, thankful for the chance to refresh my being for now. As the sleep took over, one last thought came to mind... that was Toby, just his face and smile. When I came back to reality, I bolted up from my bed and had to go pee. I slammed the bathroom door. I felt the urge to let a sigh out while I peed.

Soon I left the bathroom and went back to my bed just to relax. I took a look at the clock. It read 5 pm; that meant my parents would be coming through the door any minute. I went downstairs to the fridge and got a pop, cracked it open and downed it within one minute flat. I must have been thirsty or something. My parents found me in the kitchen trying to get a snack.

I froze thinking that now they were going to tell me what this is all about and what is going to change my life. They gave me a few minutes to get what I wanted out of the cabinets and then sit down at the table before we had a very good (or bad?) conversation. I looked at my parents, one at a time, and I knew that nothing good could come from this.

My dad started the discussion, “Son, we would like you to bear with us on this. I know this is going to change your life just a little bit. Um Hun, why don’t you start this? I can’t, I choose not too at the moment.”

“Alright hun, Um… Zach… Um I… I mean, we are going to be getting a divorce from each other.”

While my mother said that, I couldn’t help but to think that it was my fault or something. I just sat there with my mouth open.

“Snap out of it, son. I know this is a shock for you, but you have to understand that some marriages don’t last like we want them to,” my dad said, trying to soften the blow.

“I… I mean… What caused this to happen? Do you know what this is going to do to me when I grow up?”

“We know sweetie! It’s just that your father doesn’t want to be married to me anymore, so after this conversation is over… give your dad a hug and kiss before he leaves with his things. Can you do that for me please?”

“Sur… sure Mom, anything to help,” I said with tears in my eyes.

I looked at my father and the only thing I saw was hurt, pain, loneliness and sorrow. I couldn’t look at him anymore. I asked my parents if they were done with me and they both said yes. I left the room and ran up to my room and lightly shut the door, I thought. It turned out I slammed it instead.

While I was up in my room I had a lot of thinking to do. I started the thought process thinking of Toby and me. Then I switched over to my parents. ‘How can they do this to me?’ I thought. I mean, I thought they loved each other enough to stay together. I should’ve seen the signs of the marriage failing.

They would argue and fight, well, not in front of me, but I could still hear it. I mean, what kind of family man is he if he’s just going to give up and walk out on me and my mother. But whatever, let him leave then. I don’t need him anymore than he needs us. Right?

I sat in my room thinking of the conversation that my parents had. I didn’t care whether or not my dad came in and gave me a kiss and hug goodbye. He didn’t even attempt to come in and do those things. I waited and waited, but nothing happened. I heard my dad tell my mother that he would be back to get the rest of his stuff. Then I heard the door shut, signaling that my dad was finally gone.

I cried myself to sleep that night, not even eating when my mother asked me too. I guess I was too depressed to eat, or do anything really. I didn’t even want to get out of bed the next morning; I wanted to crawl into a dark corner and not worry about things like this. Was it my fault that my dad left? Was it my mother and her doing? Or was it both our faults? I didn’t get an answer.

Once the alarm clock went off I lifted it up and threw at my wall, shattering it into little pieces. After that I could hear my mother come up the stairs and knock on my door. I didn’t answer the first time, the second time she knew I couldn’t ignore her for long. In a scratchy voice I told her to come in. Looking down herself, I didn’t know what to do in this situation, my parents always did it for me.

After we cried on each other’s shoulders, we wiped off our wet faces and looked at each other. The eye contact that we shared meant a lot to me. I would look into my mother’s eyes for a sign that everything would be OK eventually, my mother did the same to me, but she searched in the way that I just did. I just don’t know what to do now.

My mother left me by myself to clean up and get dressed for what seemed like the wrong day to go to school. I knew I couldn’t call in sick or ask her to. My mother always seemed to pick back up whatever split in her life. I just didn’t see anything that would bring such a blow to us. After I grabbed my clothes I headed off to the shower, hopefully to bring back my perky attitude. I didn’t do anything in the shower today; I just didn’t feel like it.

After the shower, I dried off, brushed my teeth, dressed and walked down stairs. My nose didn’t pick up a scent of food cooking; my mom always cooked. I wonder what was up, other than the obvious, of course. I walked into the kitchen, catching my mother drinking out of the same coffee cup. I looked at her… her eyes were red and puffy. Right then I knew that this must have hurt her more than me.

I walked over to her and pulled her into a loving hug with a kiss on the cheek, I thought to myself, ‘This won’t last, she’ll be back to her old self again, just wait and believe; things will change.’ She returned the hug and told me that I would I have to get my own breakfast this time, I didn’t mind, seeing her like that made my heart break even more, making me almost cry out loud.

Walking over to the cabinet I pulled down the Cocoa Puffs and then got the milk and a spoon. Walking back over by my mother, I sat down. She didn’t say anything for the entire time I ate. When I finished I gave her one last look before going to school. On my way out I gave my mother an extra hug and kiss; I didn’t know how to cheer her up… Shit, I didn’t even know how to cheer myself up let alone someone else!

As I walked out of the house, thinking of the first day of school with Toby made me weak in the knees. My mind changed after that, switching over to the real situation of a life without a father anymore. I tried not to cry, but, shit, it’s easier said than done. I walked to school with my tears sliding down my cheeks.

I got close enough to suck up the problems at home, but who was I kidding? That would only last maybe two or three classes and then I would have to spend the rest of the day crying it out in the men’s room. ‘How classy *giggle*,’ I thought.

Opening the double doors, letting the warm air blow past me and into me, I felt refreshed just a little bit. The school always, and I mean always, smelt stale; it’s just how high school is, I guess. Nothing too major, the smell always went away as you traveled down the halls. Like yesterday, no one paid attention to me. I passed up people that I knew, just not socially; going to my locker seemed like a waste. I didn’t want to be here, today of all days.

Soon after gathering up my book and note book, I took off towards History, only to sit there and think a lot, until the teacher snapped me out of it. When I came to the door for History, I hesitated before going in, looking around the room with sad eyes. I entered and sat at the usual desk, opened my book and started to read. I didn’t care anymore. Nothing would make this day more enjoyable for me. I glanced up at the door and there stood Toby, looking right at me. I smiled a weak smile to play off that nothing is wrong with me. I didn’t expect Toby to walk up to me and whisper sweet nothings in my ear. That did the trick for now. My little soldier wanted more of what Toby had to give. He sat down next to me and laid his hand on my crotch, feeling around. I had to make sure nobody saw what he was doing to me. I wanted to moan so fucking bad! Just the sensation of his hand sent me soaring.

He kept groping me and kneading my semi-hard on, I never wanted him to stop, but I knew that he had to. I pushed his hand away asking him, “Why are you here? Don’t you have a different class to go to?”

“Sure do, but after looking at you, I knew something was wrong, so I came over here to give you just enough to last you for awhile. Maybe after this class we could skip the next one and enjoy ourselves. What do you say?”

“I really want to, but I’m just not in the mood for anything right now. I have a lot going on at home and it’s bringing me down just thinking about it, but if you want to try to make me feel somewhat happy… I’ll do it just for you!”

“That’s what I’m talking about, so next period you me ditching for some fun. Maybe I can help you with whatever the matter is at home.”

“Alright you twisted my arm enough. *giggle* Go away! Hehehe.”

“OK, OK, good to see that you’ve still got that sarcastic personality. *giggle* Bye for now.”

While he’s walking away, I couldn’t help but sneak a peek at Toby’s ass! That made me want him even more. I couldn’t wait until after this class, I’m going to rip off his clothes and go to town on that fine body. *giggle*

I was starting to think that every time you had plans, the clock on the wall went slower and it fucking sucked, it felt dreadful waiting and waiting… Finally, one minute until the end of this torturous class, on to something more eventful… HEHEHE! *Ring* *Ring* YES! CLASS IS OVER!!!

I raced out there to put my stuff in my locker and proceeded to catch up to Toby so he and I could talk and what not. Hehehe. When I turned the corner to go outside, there he was, standing there waiting for me and with that oh so cute smile on his face. I ran over to him stopping short of hitting him. Toby opened the door for me like a gentleman would for a lady… I didn’t care; I’m with the cutest boy in school! How lucky am I?

We left school and went over to the football stadium, walking and talking somewhat. We really didn’t want to talk that much; we were still near the school and we didn’t want to get caught together. Even though I didn’t care, Toby might have.

Finally, as we got closer to the bleachers, Toby was the first one to actually speak and when he did, I couldn’t help but look at his juicy lips while they moved. I had to focus though, it might have been important to know what he’s saying. We sat down on the very last step and started to talk more than fool around like we do while people are around. I had to ask him what he said because I missed it. He repeated it, but told me I better I pay attention more. *giggle*

After a while of just sitting there, I wanted to do more, like maybe kiss or hold hands or something. I just felt like I needed to be in physical contact with him at that moment. I just didn’t know what Toby had in mind; he might not want to do anything. I looked over at him and he looked at me. We both just sat there wondering what the other one wanted to do, I stared into his eyes, those beautiful hazel eyes. When the sun hits them, they’re like embers of coals burning in a fire. That just makes me melt even more when I’m with him.

I don’t know what to do when it comes to Toby. He’s like new, fresh, untapped of all this evil. I wonder what would happen to him if he wasn’t new. Would he still be the kind and gentle type? Or would he be like the jocks and others around here who only push kids like me into lockers? I wonder, I really do just wonder, how I got so lucky to get someone like Toby into my life to begin with.

I was still looking into his eyes when I felt myself move forward. I wasn’t doing it, my body was. It just felt like the right time to kiss the most gorgeous guy in school. He tilted his head to the left and I turned my head to the left so as not to bump them, it felt right… so very much right! When he lightly touched his lips to mine, I felt a shock of electricity running through me and I could tell that it did the same to him. When our lips finally met, it felt like a match made in heaven. With that one kiss I was hooked; nothing in this world could make me stop kissing this boy, nothing I tell ya, nothing!

As we were kissing I wanted more; I wanted to get his tongue in my mouth or get my tongue in his, I kept licking his lips with my tongue, teasing him. While I was licking his lips, his taste made me want him all the more, I think he wanted more of me, too!

He broke the kiss and just looked at me. I couldn’t tell if he liked kissing me or not. He didn’t even say anything at first; he just sat there looking, staring at me. I looked into his eyes and stayed like that for however long. I don’t know what I saw, but hopefully it was peaceful and gentle. The only things that made me stop looking at him were those lips sparkling in the sun light. I broke the stare and went back for kissing, this time, however, his lips tasted sweet, like syrup.

He did what I did and licked my lips trying to tease me. My lips parted a little, just enough for him to stick the tip of his tongue into my mouth. Once he put his tip in my mouth… my tongue went right for it and got a taste of that sweet nectar of his saliva. We opened our mouths just a little bit more and we started to really make out, my mind was blown by this point. Just taken away by his tongue swirling around mine, just the taste of that tongue, I wanted to suck it out of his mouth and put it in mine!

I broke the kiss and started to nibble, suck, tongue his ear, getting a taste of that glistening skin. I moved down to his neck, trying not to make a mark. I would lick and bite (playfully) and nibble a little just to hear him moan. Once he moaned, I knew he liked what I was doing, I continued my attack on his neck. Working my way down some more, I lifted up his shirt to get a taste of the skin that was hidden from me.

Soon I worked my way over to one of his nipples, flicking my tongue and nibbling a little bit, swirling my tongue around it. All the while Toby was moaning, groaning and shuddering, as I worked my way down to his naval, leaving a cold trail of saliva behind. Once I got there I started kissing it, sucking on it, nibbling on it, swirling my tongue around it! Making him moan more, I could tell that he loved the sensations he was getting from me. I moved down once again, heading towards his private parts, licking near the waistband of his boxers and pants, wanting more, but he wouldn’t let me. He pulled me off of him and told me, “Not here, maybe over there!” He pointed to the woods. Thank god! I get to finish what I started.

“Okay! Why not?”

He took my hand and led me to the woods; he kept going even though we were already in the woods. He just wanted to make sure that no one saw us! We continued back deeper into the woods, finding a place to finish where we left off. He finally stopped at a stump in the middle of nowhere, pulled me to him and we made out, but this time it felt more intense, more feeling in it. I didn’t want to stop, but Toby pulled away. I didn’t like that, I would have liked to finish on him first, but Toby had another plan; he instead started to repeat what I did to him on the bleachers, he started to kiss my neck, biting me hard, but not too hard. Then he started to suck on my neck, working his way down, lifting my shirt up over my head, marveling at my chest and stomach and then he looked up at me and gave me a smile, that pure sweet gentle smile that I loved to see.

He looked down and licked his lips; I knew what he wanted and I wasn’t going to deny him anything he wanted on my body. He soon went back to work on me, moving to my right nipple and taking it in his mouth. I knew that my nipple could be one of my horny spots. He twirled his tongue around it. Making me gasp for air, he bit and nibbled, making me also moan louder than I wanted to. He would suck on it and the sensation he gave was out this world, he left that one and went to my left nipple. That one really didn’t do anything for me, but I didn’t tell him that. Making his way down to my naval, licking around it, making me gasp for air once again, he sucked on my naval, nibbling it, making me almost grind into him. He loved to tease me and he knew I liked it a lot.

He soon decided it was time for him to take it to the next level. He reached his hands to my belt and undid it. Taking both my pants and my briefs, he pulled them down till they were around my ankles. The breeze I felt was one of wonders. But that didn’t stop Toby from licking from where he left off. He went further and further, bypassing my steel cock and right down to my balls, licking them and taking them into his mouth. Oh that a warm mouth mhmmm! Making me moan even more, he took his sweet old time working them over, sucking, swirling his tongue on them. He must be a god at doing this; he knew just how to please just about anyone with that amazing mouth of his. I wondered how many times he’d done this before!

I had to snap out of that thought, I could tell that Toby sensed it too, but he still worked on my balls. Letting the one he had in his mouth drop, he took the other one in it, he made me grasp onto him (his head to be more exact), pulling playfully. I was biting my lip so I wouldn’t moan too loud; after all, we were still at school. He dropped that one out of mouth and licked under my ball sack, the space right between your hole and your ball sack. I think it’s called the perineum... I think… FUCK! I don’t care right now though!

Sucking on that space made me moan and groan plus shudder; he knew exactly what this was doing to me, I knew I was getting close to my orgasm. Toby left that part of my body and came up to the tip of my cock hovering over it with a sparkle in his eye, he licked his lips again before opening his mouth to take the tip in. He stayed like that for who knows how long, but the feeling of him on my tip made me throw my head back, he opened his mouth a little bit more to inch his way down my shaft. Licking the entire shaft as he went down, soon I drew in quick and short breathes... that mouth of his and that tongue, Omigod!!!

He finally got down to the base of my cock and sniffed at my pubic hair, I think he liked that scent. He sniffed it again before coming back up to the tip; he went down fast this time. Making me hold onto him even more, my legs were giving out, I felt dizzy and light headed. Toby grabbed my ass to brace me while he finished on me. I knew my orgasm was coming just around the corner. I tried to tell Toby. “Tob... Toby… I’m… gonna… mhmmm… I’m…” That’s all I said; the orgasm took me over to cloud nine or beyond.

When I came back down from the high, I was panting and shuddering from the most amazing blow job that I have ever had in my life. I looked at Toby and kissed him full on the lips, tasting my flavor on his tongue, we kissed for like two or three minutes before I started back up on him, making him moan and groan out of pleasure. I repeated all the steps that Toby did on me and soon I was rewarded for it, I took his cum into my mouth, more like the back of my mouth. He shot about five or six strong strings of cum. I took all that I could and some escaped my mouth, leaving some on my chin and some on my lips.

Toby helped clean up what was on my face, tasting his own. I thought he tasted very, very good... that sweet creamy texture; I couldn’t wait until I got more of it. I just loved the taste of him, I wanted another round, but it was time for us to get back to class, if school wasn’t already out, that is!

To be Continued!

~Hugz**Kizzes~ ^Remijay^

Edited By Pete!