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.Usually.95 You re David, right? He glanced up to find one of the school s generically prettygirls staring down at him.Any other guy might fantasize abouther noticing him, but David didn t.He turned his attention backto the book. I heard that you re paying Connor Williams to be yourbodyguard. David tried not to smile but failed.This obviously wasn t thereaction the girl hoped for, because she made a disgusted noisebefore adding: I also hear you pay him to suck your dick. That bothered him.He didn t want it to, but it did.Maybe ifshe had reversed it, if David was the one paying for the privilegeof sucking off Connor, he wouldn t have been upset.He wasused to people insulting him, but he couldn t stand Connor sname being tarnished further. If you re worried about competition, David said, don tbe.There are still plenty of guys you can suck off for lunchmoney. The girl s eyes grew wide and incredulous, as if a peasanthad dared talk back to royalty.David smirked and looked back athis book, staring at it without reading. You re such an asshole, the girl said as she stomped off.As soon as she was gone, David sighed.Some angryboyfriend would probably be after him next.Tomorrow hewould sit somewhere else, just in case.All he had to do wassurvive the next couple of weeks and the school year would beover.Putting up with Chuck in fifth period was easier than usual.Chuck kept staring at him, hoping to intimidate, but David riskedsmiling back, thinking of what Connor had planned after school.When the bell finally rang, David rushed down the hall so fastthat he was one of the first people in the parking lot.His early96 arrival brought the usual feeling of vulnerability.WithoutConnor there, anything could happen, but David kept his headheld high until a familiar arm wrapped around his shoulders. Hurry, Connor stage-whispered as he guided them towardhis Chevy.He had parked a few rows over from Chuck sgleaming sports car, but when they sat on the trunk, they had adecent view.Chuck and his friends strutted to the Mazda,hanging out around it and making snide comments at studentspassing by.They noticed Connor and David, but only laughed,no doubt thinking of the paint they had dumped across theChevy s windshield. I should have just slashed the damn tires! Connor saidwith an exasperated sigh.When Chuck finally got in his car, he revved the enginebefore shifting into drive.David thought they would hear thetires pop as they rolled over the nails, but the squealing rubberwas much louder.Connor must have placed the nails under theback tires, because Chuck s car swung forward as it always did,but the rear lost traction and continued to swing.That is, until ithit the car on the other side of the parking lot aisle with a nastycrunch. Oh shit! Connor choked back a laugh.David joined him, both trying to stifle their laughter untilthey were in the car.Already they could hear Chuck swearingand shouting.Connor grinned. Someone s daddy is getting a call from theinsurance company. David beamed back at him. Let s get out of here! He glanced over at the wreck as they pulled out and caught aglimpse of Chuck, pale faced and slack-jawed. You know they re going to retaliate, David said. They llknow it was us when they find the wood and nails and probablyslash your tires tomorrow. And Connor couldn t afford to97 replace them so easily.No doubt all Chuck had to do was gocrying to his parents. You used to walk, Connor said. How about tomorrow, Icome to your place and leave my car there.Then we can justwalk the rest of the way. Walk back and forth to school every day with Connor? LikeDavid was going to say no to that.He wished they could alsoshare lunch and classes.Hell, then David would probably startloving school.He would go all mental, expressing his schoolspirit at the pep rallies, screaming out the stupid chants until hishead exploded with confetti.Gordon waited on the doorstep, looking relieved that Davidwas there today.Without Tommy, David tried to entertain themboth at once.Connor was a good sport about it, sitting next tohim and watching them play video games for a while.ThenDavid gave Connor the controller.The game was an RPG withtimed battles, which couldn t be easier, but somehow Connormanaged to kill everyone in their party except one knight whowas both poisoned and turned into a frog.Gordon laughed sohard, snorting desperately for air, that David feared he wouldneed CPR.When his father was due to return home from work, andafter Gordon had left, David had an idea. Stay for dinner, hesaid. Your mom is home tonight so Tommy is okay, right? Yeah. Connor looked uncomfortable. You sure your dadwouldn t mind? Of course. In reality, David didn t have a clue.He never had anyoneover except for Gordon, who usually went home to eat.Davidstrained to hear the garage door, running up the stairs when hedid so he could talk to his father alone. I m studying with a friend, he said. It s late and he s stillhere, so I thought he could have dinner with us. 98 His father slowed in hanging up his suit jacket as heconsidered. I have a big test this Friday in history, David pressed. Okay? I suppose so.I ll call you when it s ready. Thanks! As David returned downstairs, he began to have doubts.Hehad been thinking only of spending more time with Connor.Now he couldn t imagine all three of them sitting at the tinytable. You re in my history class, David told Connor. I onlymention this because my dad is school-obsessed. Whatever you say. Connor was on the bed, pushed up onhis elbows. Gordon s a great guy, but I couldn t wait for him toleave. David knew the reason for the change of topic. We can t doit now! What if my dad comes down here? I wasn t talking about sex, horn dog! He looked sooffended that David almost apologized.Then Connor grinned. Okay, so I was.Come kiss me at least.Be my little appetizer. David shook his head
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