Surviving Elite High (3 page)

“Bye, little friend.”

Madison scowled at him. When we were at a safe distance, I turned to them. They were making their way towards another corridor.

“Assholes,” Madison murmured. “You need to report them.”

“I can't, Madison. They'll have it out for me even more and the school won't do anything to them because of their parents. I don't want to die young, you know.”

She gave me a comforting smile and examined my outfit.

“You look cute.”

“Thanks.”

I blushed. Suddenly, we bumped into Kitty.

“There you are! I've been looking everywhere for you two.”

“We just got here,” Madison answered.

“Cool, let's head to class.”

We walked to Mr. Peterson's Literature class and sat down in our usual seating arrangement. They quickly turned to me. Kitty was the one that spoke this time.

“So, who's the kid you're tutoring?”

“No one important.”

Kitty immediately glanced at Madison, who quickly leaned towards me.

“Tell us, Johnny Boy. We'll find out eventually.”

“I know, but I wanted anyone else but him.”

“Oh, no! It's Matthew! That's why he called you little friend a minute ago.”

“Say what!?” Kitty asked immediately.

“Hell no! Thank God! Anyone but those two freaks.”

“Then who is it?” Kitty asked eagerly.

I sighed.

“Nick Wild Hawk…”

Their mouths dropped open and remained that way until Madison spoke up.

“Shut the fuck up! Nick Wild Hawk?!”

“How comes?” Kitty asked me.

“I don't know. I'm guessing that he needs a tutor.”

“You need to get a naked picture of him!” Madison blurted out with a smile.

We scowled at her while we shook our heads.

“What? Do you guys have any idea how much a naked picture of Nick would cost in the porn industry? We could sell that shit and make enough money to survive for years.”

Kitty laughed, but quickly turned to me.

“What are you going to do? You hate that guy. As far as I know, he's a huge dick.”

“Kitty's right. Many girls say that he's huge,” Madison added with a smirk.

I had to laugh. Madison turned everything sexual funny.

“I don't have a choice. He seems like a cool and down to earth guy.”

They glanced at each other. Madison turned to me.

“Why do you like him all of a sudden?”

“I don't! It's just that…”

“What?” Kitty asked smiling.

“He…saved me.”

“Saved you? From whom or what?”

After a long sigh, I recounted to them the events that transpired the previous day. I left out the sexual harassment part. I don’t know why I was so embarrassed to tell them that. After all, it wasn’t my fault.

“That's so heroic,” Madison sighed, smiling. “That's why Matthew called you little friend.”

“Yea—”

At that moment, Nick came into the room. He nodded at me as he walked by. I instantly became nervous and my stomach twirled. I hated the feeling of little butterflies flapping around your guts to the point of nauseousness. Madison and Kitty smiled. They suspected that I liked him and that I was gay. They just never said anything to me. The teacher came in after him and our conversation ended. I thanked God again.

* * *

It was the dreaded third period, or Physical Education. Do not get me wrong. I maintained an A, but what I hated was the locker room. I had to change in front of everyone including Matthew and Jacob. I was extremely vulnerable here since my two best friends were far away. One time, Matthew and Jacob found it so funny to place their jockstraps around my neck. But you know what was worse? It was at the end of the class! I bathed at least fifty times that day. Another time, they locked me inside one of the lockers and left me inside for the entire period. One time, I only had my towel on and they yanked it away from me! I was naked in front of everyone while they laughed merrily! I was their little fun target. I would have loved to trade places with Madison since she always wanted to see naked jocks.

Anyway, here I was again, standing at the entrance of the male locker room. I sighed while I pushed the door open.

Many students were stripping off their clothes or walking around naked. I simply lowered my head and made my way to my locker. I quickly opened it and threw my bag inside. I retrieved my gym clothing, which consisted of a white shirt and blue knitted cotton pants with the school's initials on the right leg, and stripped to my boxers. Suddenly, two voices startled me.

“Hey little friend.”

“My cock missed you.”

Fuck! It was Jacob and Matthew. I gulped as Matthew's hand touched my right shoulder and spun me around. Matthew was butt naked and a blue jockstrap covered Jacob's family jewels.

“What's the matter, little bitch? You like my big dick?” Matthew taunted as he leaned towards me. I shook my head. “You want it, don't you little fag? Kneel down and put that thing in your mouth. Please your man. You'll fucking love it, faggot.”

I walked backwards until I bumped into my locker. Matthew smiled evilly. Suddenly, someone cleared his throat and they quickly glanced to their right. As Matthew turned to me, his face went pale.

“See you around little guy!”

“Remember, we've got your back,” Jacob added as they headed towards the opposite end.

I sighed. As my heart rate slowed down, I turned to see their worst nightmare, Nick. He was standing at the other end with his gym bag in his right hand. When he stopped beside me, Nick dropped the bag on the bench and turned to me with a serious face.

“Were they bothering you again?”

I shook my head.

“You sure?”

I nodded. I have no idea why I lied to him. Well, I think I do. I just wanted to put them behind me and move on with my life without any violent confrontation. I knew that if Nick found out the truth, he would hunt them down. He was that kind of guy. Everyone respected Nick Wild Hawk since he fought like a professional. Many of his victims ended up in the hospital while he just got a few cuts and bruises. I once heard that he beat up three guys who were bigger and stronger than him at the same time. Nick won easily. Personally, I thought people exaggerated, but later in life, I found these rumors to be true.

“Good. I'm going to change here since my locker is too far away. I switched gym group.”

“Really?” I asked him shyly as I put on my shirt.

“Yeah, most of my friends are in this group anyway.”

Nick took off his shirt. Holy shit! Nick's body was the living statue of a Greek god. He was not buff like many other athletes, but he was almost there. Bottom line, his body was perfect. He proceeded to take off his pants and alleluia! The guy looked spectacular in his jocks.

“Aren't you going to finish changing?” Nick asked me as he sat down to put on his sneakers.

I nodded. I quickly stepped into my gym pants and put on my sneakers. He smiled at my initial reaction. I was so nervous in front of him and I didn’t know why. After we finished dressing, Nick led me to the football field where I met Kitty and Madison. I joined them while Nick joined his jock friends. We had to wait for some other students, but as soon as they arrived, we began to stretch.

“Looks like Nick is in our gym class,” Madison noted as she stretched her legs on the grass.

“Yeah, and I bumped into my two best friends a minute ago.”

“What? Does Nick know?” Kitty asked me as she stretched her arms.

“No. As soon as they saw him, they walked away.”

“You should have told him.”

“Nick isn't my dad. I shouldn't be answering to him. He's my tutee. Besides, I don't know what his real intentions are.”

“He's right, Kitty. Why is he being friendly towards him all of a sudden? Jocks like him use people all the time, you know.”

“Okay, just keep your guard up.”

“I will.”

“Now that we settled that…did you see him naked?” Madison asked with a mischievous grin.

“No, but I saw him with his jock only.”

“Oh my God! Details!”

I couldn’t tell Madison anything since Coach Jordan began with his torture. We ran fifty laps around the field and did every exercise demanded by the Children Against Obesity Association. I would have loved for them to go through that one hour of pain that we endured every Tuesday and Thursday. Kitty, Madison and I did our best, but many students had to stop every five seconds because they were too hot and exhausted. The jocks, on the other hand, had a blast. To them, it was like a picnic on a cloudy day while we dragged our asses through the finishing line. God, I hated them, almost all of them.

“My boobs! I can't feel my boobs!” Madison cried out as she dropped on the ground holding her precious pride and joy. Kitty and I looked at each other and laughed. We were sitting next to her while we cooled off, making the best out of our two-minute break. “I need water!”

“Don't worry girl, half an hour left,” Kitty told her.

“Oh my God! I'm going to die,” Madison exclaimed as she sat up straight. We got quiet as we watched the jocks play a short game of American football. “Imagine what it would be like to be pounded in bed by Nick Wild Hawk? I bet that he could go on and on and on.”

Kitty and I looked at each other. Madison was something else. She was not afraid to show off her sexual side. She hated the double standard that men got over women. Madison was a proud postfeminist.

“Why does Nick keep glancing at us?”

Kitty and I turned to Nick. She was right, since Nick kept looking at us every now and then. Suddenly, Coach Jordan blew his whistle and we were ready for the second round.

* * *

I was exhausted. I just wanted to go home, drop on my bed and forget about the world. I painfully dragged my aching body back to the locker room. Now, the shower rooms in Elite High School were different from your normal ones because they consisted of many stalls. Bottom line, you could have a private bath. I thanked God because I did not want to shower with Matthew or Jacob. I quietly waited outside since I was avoiding them.

“Aren't you going in?” Nick asked as he crept up from behind me.

“Yeah, I'm just waiting for the others to finish.”

“Come on, kiddo. They won't hurt you. I won't let them.”

Nick hung his towel over his shoulder and pushed me inside. We were lucky since there were three empty stalls. I went into one and closed the glass door. I quickly undressed and bathed. Thanked God the school had hot water available because my muscles ached. When I finished, I silently left the stall, but Nick was still showering. I didn’t know what to do. I wanted to leave, but I couldn’t leave him behind. He had been so nice to me so I decided to wait for him. He came out a few minutes later with a towel wrapped around his waist. Nick's wet body was anyone's fantasy come true. He smiled and nodded at me to follow him.

“You don't talk that much, do you?” Nick asked me as he slipped into his boxer briefs.

I didn’t see anything since he still had his towel on.

“I'm just…”

“Just what?” Nick asked as he took off his towel.

“Shy, I guess,” I answered as I put on my pants.

“I see. It's just who you are and you should be proud of yourself. We're not all the same.”

“Thanks. I guess…I lack confidence too.”

“We can work on that.”

We finished changing and left the room. My friends were waiting for me outside while a few jocks were waiting for Nick. We parted ways with a short goodbye. Madison asked me tons of questions about Nick and I happily answered them.

* * *

After classes, I headed to the library to wait for Nick. I was two hours early, but that gave me enough time to do my homework. Nick walked into the library at exactly 5:00 PM. Everyone stared at him as he entered the room. Many girls released small sighs of admiration while I tried my best to ignore him. He pulled up a chair next to me and sat down.

“We meet again.”

“Ah! Tell me. In what exactly do you need my help?” I asked him with a little more confidence than before. To be honest, I was even surprised at myself when I asked him that question. He always made me nervous whenever we were alone, but for some reason or other, I felt more comfortable when other people surrounded us. “We didn't discuss that.”

“In everything, actually. I've got to get into Princeton because my parents went there. I've been fucking around for the last two years.”

Fuck! Nick wanted to get into my dream university! I couldn’t believe it.

“Okay. So, basically you need to boost your GPA in order to get into Princeton. Am I right?”

“Yeah, that sums it up.”

“Princeton is a high ranking university. Getting there, won't be that easy.”

“That's why my parents got me the best tutor in school. I had no idea you were that smart.”

How was Nick able to say that? He didn’t know that I existed until yesterday! Nick began to search for something inside his schoolbag. I pulled myself together and said what I had to say.

“Thank you.”

Nick froze.

“For what?”

“It's because of you that I'm still here. Your parents are paying for my monthly school fee.”

“You don't have to thank me. My parents have lots of money. They just want the best for me and you're the best.”

Anyone would have melted if he was not talking about academics, but sadly, he was.

“But still, I'm thankful for the opportunity.”

“You want to thank me? Help me with my homework. Later, we can review the last two days of classes. I have to get into Princeton.”

“Sure.”

We began with our English homework. We even discussed the Children Against Obesity Association and Physical Education. Can you believe that? Somehow, Nick made every topic sound interesting. One thing I hated was how often he glanced at me with a tiny grin. He made me so nervous! I did my best to resist him, but it was useless. He found something amusing in me. The unknown world of jocks was one territory I would never be able to cross. Our session ended a little after six. By then, almost everyone in school had already left.