The school bell rings and almost instantly a frocklicking bunch of exhausted students rush out of their classes. A weird day finally ended.

Mabel and Rihanna walk towards the gate, gossiping. Mabel tells her the whole version of the story, excluding that she 'liked' him.
Rihanna stares at her.

"What. The. Fuck," she states. The envy Rihanna is back again. "You mean you actually know that hot sauce?! Damn, Mabel, just damn!"

"Yeah, I know him. Somehow. And trust me, he's a big son of a bitch," Mabel can't stop picturing his perfect features. His abs, smirk, hair, sweat.

"But I can still kiss him, right?" Rihanna awkwardly looks at her. Mabel gets it processed– her bff kissing the son of a bitch of the school? Whom she'd kissed the previous night? The same lips would be touched by her bff?!

"No. You can't. You can't even make kissy faces at him," Mabel declares. The war will begin soon.
Rihanna sighs. She knows Mabel's never going to change her fuzzy mind.

"Fine!" She exclaims loudly. The jealousy is boiling up in her, though she has to accept that no one can win a battle with Mabel.

They pass through the gates, continuing their chat. Mabel's eyes suddenly catches Ryan's, who walks passionately, glaring at her. They both endure a lump in their throats. Silence covers their distance. Only Rihanna's shrieking voice lurks around their ears. They keep on wandering until Ryan is forced to move into another path.

Mabel looks at him for one last time and feels the burning sensation to follow him. But she decides not to and strolls away with her friend.

"You mean you actually had sex with two girls, hot chicks, in school?!" Cello wails. It's 4:45 pm and the five boys– Nick, Cello, Shots, Kyle and Ryan– sit in the storeroom, waiting for the others.

Nick pats his arm, "You've grown up, Ryan. I'm proud of you."

Shots laughs out aloud. "Zen will probably kill himself for losing to Ryan. Two hot babes. In the showers of the school. Bam!"

Ryan exhales in frustration. "But I love neither of them. I just told you, I like Mabel. Fuck it, I love her!"

Ryan looks at Kyle and they both exchange a smirk. Cello pouts, watching them share their no-word conversation, eager to join their thoughts.

"Mabel? The one you kissed in the club?" Shots inquires. Ryan blushes, pursing his lips into a smile.

"Yeah..."

"Is she hot?" Nick explodes out of nowhere.

Shots shoves Nick's head. "Do you fucking think this guy will 'love' someone ugly after going all 'badboy' with those sexy girls? Of course she's hot, fool!" He exclaims.

Cello's notice reaches Kyle. "You don't wanna interrupt, boy?"

Kyle clears his throat, gaining everyone's attention. "I'll just say, Ryan," he pats his shoulder, "teach me how to flirt. My dick's been dying after you elaborated your hot experience."

The boys laugh. They progress their conversation about Ryan's new-found beloved and his badboy swags.

"Talking about swags, where's Zen and Baggie?" Kyle wipes off his fun tears from the corners of his eyes.

Nick shrugs, "Baggie texted they're on the way. Maybe Zen suddenly started flirting girls on the streets." Their laugh rises again.

"Hey guys, remember Zen's street policy on girls?" Cello smirks, questioningly.

They all shriek, ''East or West, miniskirts show the ass!"

But before they could even high-five each other, the two boys stride in, a distinguished look in them.

"Wassup, dudes?" Zen gives out his usual smirk. It isn't like he always reveals his sex life through this, it's just a symbol that he's in a good mood.

"We were talking about your street policy," Cello giggles. Zen winks, another thing which he believes that makes him look smart.

Baggie kicks the air and the lads turn at him. "You alright?" Nick tries his best to not burst into a laugh.

"Ask Zen. He's the one who ruined my mood. He told the girl I was gonna fuck her ass!" Baggie furrows his eyebrows.

"The girl?" Zen widens his eyes in disbelief. "It was mannequin for God's sake!"

"She was hot though!" Baggie shouts back. He initially realizes his words. "Shit, I'm going mad..."

"You think so?" Everyone nods in agreement. They almost expose Ryan's tale when suddenly a waiter slams in.

"It's time, boys," he says with a smile of a businessman.