One bell bled into another on a weary day at Horton-Dexter High School. Eventful for some, dull and boring for others. Unless you were in the Senior 80 % who were fortunate enough to know about a certain Counsellor or a sexy hot English teacher, or even a meek but hopeful Art teacher coming out of her shell pearl in hand, everything was based on youthful girl crushes, boy crushes. Those students lucky enough to know love or at least close enough to it had it made. The heart definitely got many of them through their day, grades up or not. Then, there was Travis Perbert... Herbert.
Travis had a girlfriend he adored, worshipped even. Whether he deserved a hot chick or not he felt privileged to hold a certain Sable McKellen near and dear. She had stood beside him when nobody else would. Thick and thin, mocked and bullied. Framed and humiliated on a daily basis, often dragging poor Sable right down with him. The only thing saving Sable was her beauty, her rowdy twin sister Dakota, and her slut whore mother aka English teacher Josie M. Being chummy with a certain Playboy centerfold if she had a séance to ole' Hef didn't hurt her either. Yes, Piper Cherry was just that molten. Oozing with charisma and flaunting what God gave her. But this was not about the ladies, this was about Prince cHarming.
"I can't stop watching the video of Perbert's mom masturbating on the sidewalk." Hoyt Rollins told his co-conspirator Neo Pryor at their lockers. Cellphone hovering both of them enjoyed the video they and their best buddy Knox Hardecker had taken, just before some skank bitch with a Pitbull and that douchebag Mace Belmont intervened.
"Play the one of his mom fucking the ball hitch on Belmont's truck. I like that one because she's bouncing up and down on it." Neo chuckled. "Man, if Perbert ever saw these he'd shit all over himself."
"I know right. Wish we had a few more days off to hound her into more crazy shit."
"Not me! My dad is ready to kick me out for getting expelled twice in two weeks. I can't keep doing that. I'm serious Bro, I'm this close to having to get a job just to pay rent somewhere. Dude, I got no credit. He already made sure I couldn't drive Mom's SUV for two weeks. No way I'll get near his truck unless I heist it."
"It sucked walking clear across town to hang with Hardecker but so worth it." Skateboards helped their travels, "What pisses me off is Perbert getting my mascot job. I love fucking with people at games and giving them the bird."
"It's because you are a bird, Moron. Bad Bird for life! Even if you had your feathers yanked out from under you."
"Exactly! Feather up Bitch." He flipped Neo off. "Shit! Here comes Perbert and Sable now. How the fuck does he keep a hottie like her? She has to be brainwashed."
"Looking even hotter without her braces. I can't fucking tell her apart from Dakota anymore. Both of them make my dick hard. We should be dating the Twins not Furlong and Perbert."
"Don't let Angus or his goons hear you say that. Hell, his girlfriend Robin would even defend Dakota." They observe the happy couple strolling by Sable's tight leggings drawing not just their eyes but literally every male student in the hallway. It was unusual seeing Sable wearing leggings when no dress. Now Dakota? She couldn't even keep her dress on, rumors were spreading fast on her behavior. Rumors would blow up after Edwin Connelly's calculus class which was about to be shared. "I wonder if Sable's wearing underwear. I don't see panty lines. Nice butt crack."
"Dakota's not." Neo pointed out, "I hear she took her dress off in Connelly's class. Bitch is ballsy. Wish I'd been there to see that." Pictures would undoubtedly surface!
When Travis and Sable were right next to them Hoyt replayed the ball hitch video but with the speaker turned up so Travis could potentially hear his mother moaning and getting off on the hitch. The only problem was their video vantage point that day was distant, so Kelly Herbert's voice trailed off easily as Mace Belmont drove away. Still the boys found humor in Travis being right there where he could have recognized his mother's tone.
"Play the birthday video where she's singing as she's having cake eaten off her by all the guys. That one kills me every time. Hardecker's such a badass."
Playing it while tailing Sable and Travis the singing was definitely heard. Travis perked up to the mention of his name in the song. Sable was too busy eying Corey Samson down the hall to care, even if she was holding Trav's hand. Moving around Trav, Hoyt kept playing it even as he bumped into Travis jolting him.
"Fuck you Rollins."
"Happy birthday Perbert." Neo laughed as they moved on toward their next class. Knowing they shared Economics with Perbert they intended to keep up the pressure.
"How did they know my birthday was coming up?"
"They probably heard you were sharing your birthday with Dakota and I." Sable responded, this time watching the farm boy Custer Martini chewing on a straw from eating lunch earlier. He was so adorably dreamy. Piper Cherry thought the same thing when the boy fucked her in Detention two days back. First time thanks to encouragement from her lover Roger Dundee. A second helping of Custer in her own office while massaging Danny Baltimore was even hotter. If only she could brag. Secrets kept!
"I guess. Man, I could almost swear that was my mom singing to me."
"How would they have any access to Kelly?"
"Who knows! I'm just imagining it. They probably just had one of their troublemaker girls sing just to annoy me."
"It did kind of sound like Darla Evans."
"Yeah, you're right... it did." Fool! "I better get a move on to class. Smooch me!" Right there in the middle of the hallway he actually dipped Sable like some Casanova. In tilting her backwards her right leg rose off the ground. If she had been in a dress her skirt would have flown up. There were over a dozen boys that bent down right in front of her to look up at her thighs even in leggings, hoping for a possible tear in the inseam. Dammit! No such luck! Why couldn't she be more like Dakota and wear dresses even when not allowed by the school code. Still, the adventure brought on goosebumps. Even she knew boys were checking her out. Corey Samson and Custer both looked but were not any of the rule benders. After the kiss she turned beet red and smiled at all of them. Travis left her to the wolves, and she was thankful. For a very brief moment she pictured both Corey and Custer to have done what Travis had. "Kiss me you fools! Dip me! Double dip me even." Fantasy short lived!
"You should wear a dress next time Sable." Chester Holt laughed. "If you wear undies red is my favorite color."
"Must be hers too. She's as red as your dream panties." Another joker laughed. "Sorry Sable! I couldn't resist."
"I'm over it." She giggled, now she knew guys wanted to see up her skirts, that made her day. "Gotz to go." Class was nearing bell. She did razz Custer Martini on the way by, his straw raising as if an erection made her giddy. Seeing her reaction to Custer, Corey Samson frowned, disappointed her tongue wasn't sent his way. Jealousy would one day get the best of him. A grumble sent him off to Spanish.
Making his way to Economics, Travis Herbert could not stop smiling. Having just made a good impression on his girlfriend, or so he thought, he felt proud of himself. With every bad thing of late there was always his affection for Sable, what he didn't always consider was how she felt. She prone to embarrassment quite easily that dance move was probably not the smartest way of showing his heart to her. Then again, he did get a few thumbs up in walking away. It made him feel as if the students were finally respecting him and his attempt at charm. Not really, the thumbs were in thanks of giving them a sweet shot of her inner thighs, tight leggings style. For as intelligent as Travis was, he was also waaaay too naïve for his own good. And, no Sable was not red for long, she rather liked the unexpected chance to be shown off. With she and Dakota often switching identities of late and seeing how boys worshiped Dakota, she wanted in on the adoration. Coming into her own skin was actually easier than she predicted. Sissy was rubbing off on her. Too bad those leggings covered too much of said skin.
"Hello ladies!" Trav met Andrea Beckett and her friend Lydia Goines at the door to Chandra Mahcarti's class, Lydia wincing at Travis with distaste told Andrea she would see her in the library next hour to end their day. "I'll see you there too." Not if she had anything to say about it. Andrea shook her head at Travis then turned to go inside the class.
"Stay out of trouble Travis." Was all Andi could muster. While she was nowhere near best friends with him, she was besties with the McKellen twins. He dating Sable meant trying her best to accept a bad situation. Pervert or not he had his moments. If Sable vouched for him, she would, without looking bad herself that is.
"Nice dress by the way. You look great." Andrea flipped him off over her shoulder. She just knew he was checking out her ass. At least her skirt was not as short as many of the girls' taking advantage of dress code omission day today. She was too modest to show off as much skin as any of those hos. "You coming to my birthday party Saturday?"
"Not yours! The McKellen's yes." He followed her clear to her seat, hoping to find one close by. She felt as if he were hounding her. "Go find a seat before you end up by Neo and his gutter trash."
"I'm not worried. I can take them." Andrea turned too swiftly, and he collided right into her, breasts mashing up against his chest as they nearly bumped heads. "Shit! Sorry!" He did lower his gaze to her cleavage proving the Perv was still at large.
"Go away!"
"Right! Sorry again." He was in all honesty, he just liked having at least one friend in the class. Being friends with Sable and Dakota he felt the need to socialize with her. Not so much on her part, however. At least he didn't grope her. Hearing giggles to her left Andrea looked over to see their teacher Chandra covering her mouth to mask her amusement. A cocked brow questioning why she would laugh over their collision Andrea just took her seat. Travis however turned to face the stunning Hindi beauty Miss Mahcarti and feigned blind reaching around as if seeking the seat off to his right toward the front row near Chandra. Passing it he patted her desk and chuckled. "There's my seat."
"You will not sit on my desk Mister Herbert. Only I may do that." Chandra snickered as the bell sounded. "Be seated if you please."
"Show me to my chair." He flailed about still acting blind. Other students were now looking at him with queer expressions. Neo Pryor and Hoyt Rollins now sharing the muted video with their boy Dillon Kirkpatrick shook their heads at Trav's stupid theatrics. Trav even began to sit on another girl's lap until she planted her shoe on his ass and pushed him away. "See? I can't!" He laughed. Chandra continued giggling, she adored the boy's lighthearted humor. Even if she was the only one.
"Get off of me Perbert." Sara Berringer again left her shoe print on his jeans.
