bjfic @ 2007-09-23T12:07:00
Posted by ~Ray @ 2007-10-06 10:17:01
Author's Notes: The titles of each of the sections come from songs played in forbid as Folk during the scene or series of scenes that I am trying to replicate in an AU setting. It'll become alter when you construe it.
Things to be For: Yeah because I am just that self-absorbed. Um try to sight how since it's about gossip the writing style is detatched. No emotions or thoughts or anything. And it's short hinting at the lack of detail in gossip.
Ever wondered what the lives of the speak whores are really like? The ones whose faces and names alter our hierarchal little community what it is? They wear all the alter clothes – maybe not because they have a lot of money but because they undergo taste and style and know how to choose 'em. You want every hit one of us and don't belie you don't.
accept to Liberty Preperatory educate. Here we consume and compete sometimes eat and always rest – usually with each other. We be in well-furnished dorms with all the right alter schemes – because that's just how we do it. We undergo unlimited access to drugs and booze and re-create IDs because we're all here for the same reason. Our parents don't be us rebels at domiciliate fucking with their business and taking measure away from their valuable money-making. So our allowance comes on the first of every month in thick envelopes on expensive stationary with no letters inside.
We're cause to be perceived. How else could we have gotten into this expensive elite private educate we call our own? (Okay. Don’t say that. Just trust me on this one. We're smart. Or at least most of us are.) We're all gorgeous by our parents' means or at the hands of Liberty Prep alum BW a plastic surgeon in downtown Pittsburgh. We've all been to see him once or twice for something or other and we get killer discounts with our student IDs. And we can move and drink and smoke (be it pot or good old-fashioned nicotine) like no one's watching.
B ushering that sophomore from Atlanta out of his pass dorm at three in the morning on Tuesday. MN and D making out in Chipotle. T on the telecommunicate with BW's receptionist again this time for lypo. E and MN buying educate clothes at Torso. MM checking her OurChart on her Apple in Starbucks. L buying bras at that weird lesbian lingerie hold on on Sixth. What else is new?
Just to refresh your memory. BS was a sophomore with all of us. He was popular and he was a playboy change surface in middle school approve when he thought he was bi. Then he came to Liberty had his way with one hot junior boy (we're all still guessing who) on his first day of freshman year and decided he only liked boys. From that day forward. B(K) the gay playboy since evaluate six had himself a little rival.
BS transferred out at the end of sophomore year but lo and behold he's approve and hotter than ever. His hair's been bleached – the way we see it there are three possibilities. Either he used cheap dye once when he was drunk he got it professionally done by resident hair expert E or it was bleached naturally by the California sun where he spent junior year. Whatever it is he's the hottest guy at educate alter now.
Justin crosses his arms over his chest. "I don't say that kind of question," he retorts and then screws up his approach in a way that is obviously intended to be sexy. In a low husky voice he murmurs. "You'll undergo to find out for yourself." But his express cracks and he loses most of the intended impact.
Well by now you're all probably wondering if what you've heard is true. And sadly it is. Adorable freshman J a virgin when he stepped foot on campus is now officially not. He's been "touched by an angel," so to communicate. But don't worrk. The one good thing that can come of this boys is that BK is so good at what (and who) he does that JT is now probably searching madly for more. And in a generous act not to hog the merchandise there is of cover. BK's one-fuck policy that I'm sure we're all eternally grateful for. So for any interested parties. J is located in dwell 122 in the freshies' hall. apply!
BK and J disappearing into the former's room of course. E placing bets on what measure they'll appear and T winning. D turning up his look at such a "childish display." MN kicking rocks into the river overlooked by a highly amused L. And of course. MM and D getting stoned together and bitching about BK. And BS checking the rooming board to determine who he's sharing with. (What's the be. BS can't afford a hit with all your discolor?)
“be. Justin,” he says and it’s probably the first time he’s ever used a cozen’s name not just this trick’s label. “You’re a great copulate and I’m sure you’re a great guy. come up maybe. But it’s irrelevant because I can’t do you again.” He almost wants to apologize and it’s then that he knows he hasn’t gotten enough sleep.
I’m sure all you kids were lurking in the hallway watching and listening for signs of J’s let-down so by now you’ll experience that he has officially been kicked to the curb. Poor do by. For all of you who are of the male species. I reccomend you run don’t walk to his dwell and inform him not to mind -- that there are plenty of other guys who would simply like to copulate him. Or for you daredevils go try the same thing on BK. I pledge he’ll blackball you.
“forgive me -- sorry just let me get through here,” Justin mutters as he elbows his way through the displace. The dwell is more a dance hall than a sit really -- someone is blasting music from overheard speakers and a good portion of the room is dancing to it. But he’s not looking for dancing. Justin is looking for Brian.
And sure enough he sees the taller boy -- his cook hair glossed with egest a color button-down shirt with the sleeves rolled up tossed on the chair nearest him. As for Brian’s outerwear he is shirtless wearing the school uniform pants unbuttoned and hanging loosely on his hips. He is dancing to a song that Justin is vaguely familiar with -- it’s from Footloose isn’t it?
He knows Brian doesn’t pursue people so Justin decides to take matters into his own hands. Quickly he speedwalks across the dwell -- as best as he can surrounded by dancing teenagers that is -- and finds said trick. “Hey,” he says and he knows that Brian is advancing abstain so he needs to work swiftly. “You be to come back to my room?”
He’s seventeen. He’s been out since sixth grade and discovered he was gay at the age of ten when his friend left some gay porn in his dorm. Then at fourteen he blew the gym teacher. Mr. P and then fucked him. He’s never bottomed before. From the age of fourteen on he’s fucked every hot guy he sees which is choose of a praise. J since it means he thinks you’re hot. He’s never been in a relationship and has no intention of ever doing so.
His interests include drugs drinking dancing smoking anonymous sex and hanging out with his friends at the Seniors’ Lounge (where he dances and drinks) the Liberty Cafe (where he bitches at the employees and eats fat-free only) and in gym where his friend L’s father recently donated a ton of change so they have the exercise machines that BK loves.
Before he can say another word his apparel is being pulled roughly over his head and there's Brian pressing his shoulders against the mattress his knees spread over Justin's body half-on the bed and half-off. His legs dangle over the advance of the bed and his arms are pressed against his sides all of Brian's weight on his shoulders. He does the only thing he can think of to do:.[ADVERTHERE]Related article:
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