Jon had meant to get food on the way to the Goth table, but he had somehow forgotten. Muttering a curse, he rose to his feet and rushed across the cafeteria, his boots stomping loudly. He was halfway to the line when he bumped into, of all people, that scatterbrained bimbo Lucy Corinth, who was too busy jabber-jawing on her cell phone to pay attention to where she was going.
"Watch it, bimbo, you almost knocked me over," Jon said to her, his voice dripping with venom and also a little bit higher pitched, although neither Jon nor Lucy seemed to pick up on the change.
"Like, why don't you stay out of my way, you freak? So you, like, don't get yourself knocked over, pasty face," she replied.
That comment set Jon off completely and he pushed her backwards towards her friends. "Fuck you, you preppy bitch. If you didn't have your sheep behind you, I'd beat the fuck outta you right now," Jon said in a threatening tone.
The confrontation was now drawing the attention of most of the cafeteria and even some of the faculty had noticed and made their way over to get between Jon and Lucy. "Okay you two, just stay away from each other. There's no reason for this to get ugly," one of the teachers said, as she escorted Jon away from Lucy.
Once they were a good distance away from Lucy, the teacher let Jon go and told him that if he got anywhere near Lucy again then he'd be sent to the principal's office. Jon just blew him off and headed to the lunch line to get his food. Then he took his lunch back over to the Goth table.
"Nice job standing up to that slut," Linda said. "It takes balls to call a bitch out like that in front of the whole cafeteria." Part of Linda felt like she shouldn't be putting down someone like that, calling the girl a bitch, but that's what she was, right? A bitchy slutty bimbo. It gratified her to just say the truth without hiding behind political correctness and politeness.
Jon just shrugged, then began eating his meal, listening to the topics being discussed at the table. He was right to eat with these people. They were a lot like him in so many ways. He had an idea that they'd be friends for a long time.
Not too much later, the bell rang, meaning it was time for them to head to the next class.
Zoe stumbled out of the janitor's closet, completely exhausted but feeling so turned on. She had no idea that fucking could be so pleasurable and exciting. She paused for a moment, wondering why she felt like this was the first time she ever fucked, then shrugged it off. Her mind was still flying from those multiple orgasms she experienced, so it made sense that she wasn't thinking straight.
"Let's do this again some time," she purred to Randy, who was taking a little longer getting redressed, then she walked down the hall, giving all the boys quite a show as she swayed her hips sexily. Unnoticed by her or anyone else apparently, her skin was no longer pale and looked quite tanned, and her hair was no longer black in the slightest, now looking light brown and longer with curls.
She never really thought about it before, but she really loved how walking in high heels made her feel. And she smiled when she noticed quite a few bulges in many boys' pants, indicating that they too loved how she walked as well.
