1. BMS 10


    Date: 1/4/2015, Categories: Fiction, Author: Michael.F, Rating: 66.7, Source: sexstories.com

    talk to her any more. You're going to make good on your promise to me." Megan turned around to me. "Promise?" She mouthed. "I'll explain later." I mouthed back. She lowered an eyebrow and cocked her head in curiosity, but shrugged and turned back around. "And you're banished." Matt finished. "Banished?" I asked him. "Banished from this house. You're bad news, Adam. I thought you were a good guy, but you let me down. You're nothing but bad news, and now you've dragged my sister into all this. Now get out." I remained unmoving, not quite challenging him with my eyes, but eyes locked with him all the same. He lowered both eyebrows and narrowed his eyes. "Get out!!" He yelled, repeating himself. I understood defeat. Matt intimidated me. I had to leave. Standing up, I wordlessly told him, 'okay.' Megan immediately launched forwards towards me, wrapping her arms around me in a desperate hug. "Cut it out." Matt interjected, a little more calm than before. Softly yet forcefully, he separated us with his arms. Megan, now a good few feet away from me, managed a small smile. I returned it as I sighed and left. Matt followed me to the door. He nodded as I opened the door and stepped outside to the snowy porch. "Good boy." He said sternly. "Now stay away from her, and don't cause any more trouble. Make Phil proud of you." A shot him a look at the mention of Phil's name as Matt closed the door. This time, I had no ride. I sighed as I started my journey back home through the snow. By ...
    car, it would have been fifteen minutes, so I probably had three hours of walking ahead of me. As I took my first few steps, I felt a vibrating in my pocket. I took out my phone and turned on the screen. I'm so sorry. <3 It was from Megan. Sighing, I gave my phone a small smile. I didn't feel like texting her back, but I think I did need to text a certain someone. Searching for Nicole in my contacts, I found her and brought up the messages screen. You were right. I broke up with Megan. I hoped that would soften her disposition towards me somewhat. Though, as I expected, she didn't text me back for the rest of the day. Although, that didn't stop me from being disappointed for every second as I made the multiple-hour-long journey home. *** It's kind of funny to look back on the exams of my grade nine year. They were the first exams I ever had in high school, and objectively, should have been very important to me. But the most important things in my life were happening outside of school. People say that school is important. Teachers say that school is important. "And I bet you of all teachers think the most that school is important." I continued my rant. "But it's important for all the wrong reasons. All this drama... Like, high school drama, not theatre drama... all this unnecessary crap... I don't want it to be important." I paused, and scoffed. "I bet you're gonna say that I'm undermining the exam I have tomorrow. But I just can't shake the feeling that all this crap happening ...
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