KISS HIM ALREADY.

Chapter: 2.

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The last day of school and you could already see the boredom in the pupil's expressions. All patiently waiting for the last bell, some already packed up and had their bags strapped tightly behind their backs, while some rested their heads on the desk and stared at the teacher pretending to be paying attention to what she was teaching and among the fifteen teenagers in the classroom only one slept soundly with his hoodie covering his face.

"Somebody wake him up!" The angry woman yelled, pointing towards the sleeping boy.

Eric rolled his eyes, took his textbook, folded it, and smacked the Sleeping Beauty's head.

"Ow!!!" Jason grunted and stumbled in his seat. "What the fuc--" remembering where he was he shut his mouth and glared at his friend instead.

"Glad to see you finally joined us, Mr. Norman." The teacher exclaimed sarcastically and irritated.

"Hello." Jason smiled innocently and waved at the angry woman.

As if he hasn't provoked her enough, she glared at him and asked. "Do you believe that the earth is flat or round?"

Almost everyone in class rolled their eyes at the teacher for asking Jason such a question, it's obvious he is the wrongest person to ask a thing like that, heck he shouldn't be asked any questions whatsoever.

The kid was academically dumb if there ever was such a thing.

"Well, the globe did say it's round but the map says it's flat. I, for one, think the earth is pretty confused." Jason replied nonchalantly forcing the rest of the class into a ruckus of laughter.

They could have sworn they saw smoke escaping from her ears. Of all the students she taught in her twenty years of a teaching career, Jason Norman was hands down the worst of them all. He is neither interested in learning nor the school, she had no idea why he still bothers to come in every single day, in fact, he is the first to great her class every day and by God, she was tired of seeing the boy's face, she could bet her bottom dollar that other teachers hold the same interest when it comes to Jason.

Two days ago, they all held a meeting in the teacher's lounge because of the boy. They all agreed on making sure the boy credits all his works and as well graduates with the rest so as not to repeat because if that happens, she might as well resign and give up on teaching completely. She was entirely grateful when she saw all the teachers agreed to her suggestion, so she only had to wait a few more weeks and it's farewell to Jason Norman, he can go and torment some college teacher or even better quit school altogether. Of which she was certain he would do.

"Please, just pretend you're interested in what I am saying until the final bell rin-" the bell did take that moment to ring and students rushed out of the class as if they were chased by a wild animal. "They are all the same." The tired woman mumbled and sat slumped in her seat, at least today is the last day and she won't have to deal with them for the next couple of weeks. Mrs. Abernathy exhaled so loud that someone in the next room could have heard.

"See you after the break, Mrs. Abernathy." She forced a smile on hearing that voice and shook her head once she caught sight of the boy whose elbow rested on her desk.

Without being a pain in the ass, the boy was actually surprisingly reasonable and as far as she was concerned this child might be the only one who truly cared about her. He brings her flowers, her favorite to be exact and she hasn't had the chance to ask him how he knew.

"Don't get yourself killed this summer." She advised and the boy held a thoughtful look for a second before it was gone and instead replaced by a mischievous grin.

This immediately caught the teacher's attention and even if she knew it wasn't her concern she still went ahead to ask. "What are you planning to do with your break?"

"Well, I am..."

"Are you done with your woman-friend?" Karla asked from the door and the teacher adjusted on her seat while Jason picked his bag from the floor and rushed out of the class yelling.

"Bye, Mrs!"

Karla was his friend but not his best friend that title belongs to Eric. He loves her as much as he would a sister if he had any and she happens to be the most straightforward human he's ever seen in his eighteen years of life.

"You do know that woman can easily pass as your grandmother?" She asked with her signature bored expression.

"She's not that old." Jason disagreed.

"Yeah, right." She scoffed. "Wait until her kids and grandkids attack you." She shoved him into Eric who stood with his back to his locker.

"Mhmmpf!" The giant boy grunted, spinning around and pinning his equal to the locker. They both matched each other's strengths as they were both two overly grown teens blessed with oversized muscles and strengths that missed the right people.

Karla always said that the creator was either bored or too tired on the day he made them and so he had given everything excessively to them. Handsome, tall, muscular, they were both her friends and she loves them to the moon and back but do they deserve all that sexiness? Hell, no!

"Watch where you're going, clumsy." Eric punched his chest and walked away.

Jason quickly dashed after him yelling incoherent words but the other ignored him as he made a turn for the exit. Eric couldn't wait to get home and kiss the love of his life, which happens to be his bed. Even before the vacation, he had planned how to spend his time and it was a very well thought out plan that consisted of sleep, eat, play video games, eat, sleep some more and repeat until the break is over, so he had looked forward to this day.

Jason soon caught up to him and was quick to throw the second punch, Eric stumbled to his feet. With a frown on his face, he turned and delivered his own punch. Jason wobbled as if drunk. He soon caught himself, smirked, and used his finger to wipe his almost broken lip. Soon both boys were rolling about on the ground throwing punches and grunting in pain as everyone walked by ignoring the scene that played out in the parking lot.

They were used to seeing them fight like that which always leaves many wondering how they managed to stay friends but as far as everyone knows, they have been friends since they could crawl and as much as they beat each other up, they don't joke with one another.

Only they are permitted to manhandle each other in that manner, no one else. A fact was well known to all.

Piss on one and you have got yourself, two giants, to contend with.

And nobody wants that.

"Are those not your friends?" Becca asked her girlfriend as she pointed toward the duo fighting seriously as if they were competing for a championship.

Karla threw lazy eyes at them and walked on.

"Karla...." Becca dragged out as she ran after her.

"Just keep walking, ignore those attention seekers." She grabbed the girl's hand and pulled her down the parkway and as they neared the fighting buffalos she paused and stared at them. "Well, aren't you going to fuck him now?" She kicked Jason's butt and stood with her girlfriend as they both watched.

"Help them." The girl panicked when she saw blood.

Karla rolled her eyes at her soft girlfriend. "Babe, you have been with me for three months and you still haven't gotten used to seeing these two idiots' power exchange." That wasn't a question but she bobbed her head in response. "Chill, they're fine, if they break anything they know how to take care of each other." She kissed her cheek and smiled, the worried girl already had tears in her eyes.

"Break it off you idiots, you're scaring my girl!" She yelled and went on to deliver kicks to both of them with her boots.

Jason was the first to give up and he soon laid flat on the hard ground breathing heavily as did the other.

"Wow, you're getting stronger." Eric laughed, throwing his head to the side to look at his friend.

"Still can't beat you." Jason retorted with a frown that soon turned into a smile.

The sun beat down on them as they lay side by side laughing and panting, their bags are thrown across the road and far away from where they were.

"You're bleeding a lot." Eric used his finger to touch Jason's broken lip and the boy winced from the touch.

"Beating each other up won't help your horniness, just fuck him already and you two will be filled for life or you both can take turns if it satisfies your egos," Karla smirked at the disgusted expressions on their faces.

"Your obsession with us fucking has become quite amusing." Eric got up and went to grab their bags.

"Obsession is a strong word," Becca whispered.

"Well, your girlfriend wants to see us do each other which is weird but I like the idea," Jason replied still lying on the ground.

"You better hurry before someone else gets that ass!" She laughed as she pulled Becca away and they both walked towards her parked car.

Eric returned with both bags strapped to his shoulders. He offered Jason a hand and helped pull him to his feet. "So lazy." A beautiful smile graced the dark boy's face as he resumed walking toward their car. Jason used his hand to smoothen his disheveled red hair, he looked around the parking lot and saw a few cars left along with a few students. Karla and Becca were making out in front of her car. For a moment there, he stood and watched as they kissed. "Come on, Red!" Eric yelled from inside his black jeep.

Jason jogged towards the car and got in. "Patient, black boy." He winked at Eric who smirked before turning the key and the car rolled to life. "Should we fuck?" Jason asked giving Eric a devious smirk.

"I'll go first." Eric winked at him.

Now, that's a line they have never crossed and in as much as they love each other, they had never wanted the other in that manner.

"Nay, I'll pass." They both yelled out in unison and laughed.

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Once they got home, they took turns in cleaning each other up and bandaging the wounds they'd both inflicted on each other. Jason grabbed them all kinds of junk food and they sat in front of the TV as they ate and played games.

"I have the most awesome idea for this summer vacation." Jason started but Eric groaned knowing his best friend.

"What idea?" He asked.

"Let's spend it in Sincity."

"What?" Eric sounded tired.

"It will be fun!" Jason yelled out excitedly.

"Ain't nothing fun with your ideas." Eric shoved the other boy on the head.

"Please, I just want to go there, I haven't been there before." He made pouty lips and Eric shook his head in disagreement.

"I'm staying at home."

"Come on!!!"

"For the last time, Red, I am staying home!" He threw his gamepad to the TV screen and collapsed into bed.

"We have nearly three months! You don't expect that all we do is stay home, eat, sleep and play video games!"

"Uh, yeah... pretty much summed up my vacation." Eric frowned.

"Eric!!!"

"You have any idea how terrible your ideal vacations are?"

"What is so bad about going to Sincity?"

"Everything!"

"It's Sincity, we have to go."

"You want to go so bad, you can go by yourself, I'm staying right here."

"I don't have a car."

"Take mine, just bring it back the same way you took it." Eric wasn't letting his friend persuades him into going anywhere this summer vacation. On the last vacation they had, he had insisted they visited Farmcity and it was the worst vacation ever and now he's bringing up another one of his stupid ideas.

"I'll take your car and I'm leaving tomorrow." Jason got up and picked up the car keys from the table. "I leave by eight in the morning in case you change your mind." He was out of the door, a lot disappointed that his friend wouldn't be coming with him.

Later that evening, Eric couldn't control it so he too packed up his bags, bid his family farewell, and made his way to Jason's house.

Jason was already in bed when he heard a knock on his bedroom door, thinking it was his parents coming to check if he was in bed, as usual, he went to get it.

"Black boy, I knew you would come." He clasped his hand around the other's neck and pulled him into his bedroom.

"You're my stupid best friend and I am certain you can't survive anywhere without me. I'm cursed with you." Eric threw his bag across the room and sat down on the bed.

"Who let you in?" Jason went to offer him a drink.

"Your mother"

"Ah." He gave him a glass and watched as the boy drank it all.

"What did you put in that water?" Eric asked, putting the glass down and going on to undress for the night.

"What do you think?" Jason bit his lower lip as the boy got naked.

He climbed into bed and patted the side of it. "Get in here," he told him and Eric pulled his boxers down, turned off the lights, and glided next to his friend.

"You're not sleeping in your underwear, are you?" Eric asked.

"I thought it was my parents coming to check on me, that's why I wore it."

Eric helped the boy pull his boxers off and throw them across the room, he lay back down and Jason didn't hesitate to throw his arm across the other boy pulling him into a cuddle. "Good night, Black boy." He kissed the back of Eric's head and the other smiled and shook his head.

"Night, Red."