Page 6 of Forbidden Mischief
Opening my closet, I sigh, looking at the dark navy blue uniform hanging. Yet another change. At my old school, we wore whatever we wanted. So much change and I don’t think I like it.
Knowing I have no other choice, I put it on, grab the bag that mom has ready for me, and head downstairs.
“Shit, sorry,” a voice grunts as I round the corner, running into someone.
Not someone.Zayne.A half naked Zayne. He’s standing there, a towel around his waist and nothing else.
“Oh, hey there, Asher. Sorry about that.”
I just blink stupidly, unable to take my eyes off his ripped chest.
“Anyway, gotta get back to my shower, ran out of shampoo,” he says, and then I notice the bottle in his hand. Looking up, I see his hair is wet, water dripping down his chest.
Fuck, I need to get out of here. My cock is already coming back to life, and I don’t have time for a round two right now when there shouldn’t have even been a round one.
“Asher?” he asks at the same time I get a text from Prudence that she’s out front waiting for me.
Ignoring him, I step around him and practically sprint down the hall, then the stairs and straight out the front door. Only when I’m in Prudence’s car do I let myself breathe.
“Hey, you!” she says excitedly. “I’m so glad we can ride together.”
As my breathing settles, I become more aware of my surroundings. My eyes widen as I take in Prudence’s car. It’s like a Care Bear puked color all over it. But it’s the back seat that gets me. It’s one big trunk and…is that a coffin?!
“Uh, Prudence… is this a hearse?”
“Why yes; yes, it is.” She gives me one firm nod before heading down the driveway.
Well, I guess that answers my question. And I’m not at all surprised this is her choice in vehicles. It suits her.
We make a pit stop at a coffee shop along the way. Pru vowed on her life that if she didn’t have coffee, she woulddie. While Idon’t believe she actually would, I humored her and got myself something, too.
Once we got back into the car, Prudence turns on the radio. Evanescence’sBring Me To Lifeflows from the speakers and she starts to belt out the lyrics. I look at her with a raised brow. She came off as this bright, bubbly person so far. She looks over at me, smiling as she sings, and I crack a smile of my own. Shaking my head, I look out the window and sing along with her. When it gets to where the guy joins the female’s vocals, I start to sing his part, while she sings hers.
By the time we reach school, the song is over and we both look at each other and burst out laughing.
“Not bad, Ashy,” Prudence teases, holding out her fist.
“You too, Prudence.” I tap her knuckles with my own.
“Call me Pru, all my friends do. And yes, I suck donkey balls, but that’s okay. I love music, to sing and dance, and I don’t give two shits what anyone thinks.”
“I can respect that.” I chuckle.
“Alright, Ashy, here you have it. Welcome to hell, where the richest get bitches and the poors are whores,” she announces as she swings her door open.
I can’t help the laugh that escapes me. Pru is a ray of sunshine that I desperately need in my cloudy life.
“Wow,” I murmur as I take in the school. “Are we at Hogwarts or something?” I joke.
“I wish,” Pru sighs dreamily. “But no. Sadly, that is just in the movies. But we do have similar magic. Just,no crazy man trying to kill some poor dude.”
I was joking, but I’m not sure if she knew that or not.
“Sugar River Academy isn’t bad, it’s the people who make me want to turn everyone into toads. Stick with me and you’ll be fine. I could tell last night that you’re not a fan of people, butwith me around, no one will come close to you. Perks of being the weird kid in school.”
“Oh.” I blink. “I don’t think you’re weird.”
Pru casts me a ‘really dude?’ look, and I chuckle. “You’re sweet, but let’s be real. I’m weird, I’m gay, and I’m proud.”
