1. Vector: Chapter Two


    Date: 7/7/2015, Categories: Fiction, School, Teen, Teen Male/Teen Female, Author: zxnoregretsxz69, Rating: 84.4, Source: sexstories.com

    entrance. "Um, Sara texted me last night to tell me that she needed to talk to me before school this morning, but didn't explain more than that." "What the hell?" "That's what I said! Not that rudely, though." "And you haven't talked to her in about two years, right?" "Right." I confirmed. "It's probably nothing. You know how she is. Remember how she threw a fit once because Redwood's cafeteria didn't have fucking chocolate soy milk? She isn't even lactose intolerant!" Eric laughed. "The weirdest part about that is that we were like six. Who the fuck drinks soy milk at that age?" I laughed, too. "Now that I think about it, she did a ton of weird shit at Redwood. It's weird that you had a crush on her." "Fuck you! I just thought she was hot, same as you did! Come to think of it, you probably made this whole thing up so that you could get some alone time with 'Soyra', because I think you still have a crush on her!" Disregarding what he was actually saying, I focused on one word. "Did you just combine 'soy' and 'Sara' to make 'Soyra'?" "So what if I did, bitch?" He retorted mock-defensively. "You're a real dumbass." I told him, flipping the turn signal on. "You know what," he went on, "I bet you fifty bucks she pulls some stupid shit to get me to go away so that she can talk to you one-on-one. She never liked me much, anyway. You were the only normal kid that she liked." "Yeah, I-" "Oh, shit!" Eric interrupted. "This is my jam!" Led Zeppelin's Immigrant Song had come on the ...
    radio through my phone, which was playing my music via the auxiliary port. "Since when are you a fan of classic rock?" I asked incredulously. He'd always been more of a hip-hop guy. "We come from the land of the ice and snow!" Eric shouted over me, swinging his head around, his short gelled hair staying perfectly stiff throughout the process. His enthusiasm was so great that I had to join in. "From the something something where the hot springs flow!" We continued our duet until the end of the song, rocking out to various songs for the rest of the ride. Halfway through Down Under by Men at Work, which Eric didn't know the words to, we arrived at school. We walked over to Myers's room and saw Sara waiting for us outside the room. "I'll just leave now." Eric said. "Good luck." "Thanks, dude." I laughed nervously. He split off from me and walked around the corner in the direction of the library, where I assumed he was going. When Sara noticed that I had arrived, she strode purposefully toward me. "Uh, hi." I said, unsure of what to do. Our past friendship suggested that I should greet her warmly, but we hadn't exactly made any efforts to keep the friendship alive, leaving me in an awkward predicament. "You're still smart, right Chris?" She asked, ignoring my greeting. That took me off guard. "What? Yes? I don't see what-" "I'm gonna need your help this year. My parents are threatening to send me to a boarding school if I don't get straight A's in freshman year and Myers's class is ...