2.00 - I don't do butt sex

Everything had gone silent, the teacher instantly barked that Samuel to get out of the class. But Giuseppe was already up and over the desk, grabbing Samuel by the collar of his shirt. "We all know you can't keep it up long enough to say that." A few chuckles ran around the classroom. Samuel stood up, shoving Giuseppe back, hard.

"Giuseppe." Andrian was up on her feet, standing between the two boys, face burning red. Her hands spread out between the two. She really didn't need this. "Please stop."

"Andy, I'm a little busy sweetheart, why don't you go sit down and I'll handle this." He winked down at her, leaning into her touch. Samuel looked between Andrian and Giuseppe, cocking his head. He was always a little slow.

"Giuseppe, it's okay, you don't have to do this." Andrian whispered, nervous at what people would think. Of her, of Giuseppe and even of Samuel. She didn't want to be fought over. The very thought made her skin crawl.

"I know, but I want to." His dark eyes stared into hers. Her hand lowered, slowly.

"Oh - you've got to be kidding me? Really, Android, the man-slut? You're really going to slum it with him?" Samuel snorted, taking a step into Giuseppe's space, their chests almost touching. Giuseppe was clearly too wounded to make a joke of their closeness.

"Don't be a cunt." Andrian snapped, crossing her arms.

"Andrian, language." The teacher snapped, coming to stand beside her. "Do I need to send you two to the principal?"

"Just Samuel sir, Giuseppe was just defending me. You heard the inappropriate things Samuel was saying about me." Andrian's voice sweetened. Prooving why teachers thought she was a good girl, a teachers pet. "You know that comes close to sexual harassment... I don't think my Mother would -"

"Samuel go to the principal, Giuseppe... sit down." The teacher sighed, running a hand down his face. "Samuel, I'll take you myself." He ran a hand through his hair, Samuel reluctantly following him out of the classroom.

Giuseppe grabbed Andrian gently, dragging her to the front of the class. She spared the girls a quick glance. Sparkles and Angie were thrilled, giving her the thumbs up... But Mickey. Her eyebrows were knit together and her mouth was dropped open in offence. Andrian felt a small pebble of jealousy inside of her.

"Giuseppe..." she said gently, voice hushed. Giuseppe's hand reached out, tucking her hair behind her ear. Her cheeks bloomed in colour, warming quickly. "You didn't need to defend me... you could have gotten in trouble." She said gently, her voice low so no one can over hear.

"I owed you." He frowned, fingers raking her hair. "I ran out on you this morning... I had to make it up to you somehow." Andrian rubbed her lips together, biting back a smile. "Are we still on for Friday?"

Andrian's heart swelled, this time she couldn't hide her smile. Looking down at Giuseppe's exposed inner wrist, she giggled. His fingers twirled her hair around them, gentle dugging.

"Yes." She confirmed, cheeks still pink. Her body swayed, in an almost girlish way. They were subtly flirting. Giuseppe took a step forward, looking down on her. His other hand, that wasn't playing with her hair, traced her waist. Everyone else in the room seemed dissapear as the two stared into each others eyes.

"Andy, can I tell you something?" He whispered, eyes gently staring into her crystal ones. Andrian nodded her head, her mouth dry. "I can't stop thinking about you... especially the way you moaned my name - " Andrian slapped his arm, her face burning.

"Giuseppe!" She scoffed, turning away from him. He laughed, pulling her back into him.

"I'm sorry." He apologized, his lips pressed against her temple. They stood there like that for a few moments. "I'm sorry."

"I'm not offended." Andrian said.

"Not about that... I'm sorry you had to hear them say those horrible things." His hand trailing down the length of her back. "You don't deserve that, nothing they said was true... and about your Dad..." Andrian frowned, inching away from their embrace. "No one should ever say horrible things, especially to you."

"Thank you, that means... that means alot." She shyed away, her hand coming up to rest on his chest. That is when she felt it. Giuseppe's heart was racing just as fast as hers. "I can feel your heart beat." Giuseppe laughed, a pink tinge to his cheeks.

"I can feel yours." He mused, his fingers tracing back up her side. Goosebumps erupted across her skin, the last time he had ran his fingers across her body like this, was when she was ontop of him, rocking her body into his. Her head had been thrown back and they were both slick with sweat. Andrian shivered, Giuseppe's hand was now cupping her face.

It was like that night, but there was something else. Both their clothes were on, but Andrian had never felt more naked.

"Class - please return to your seats!" The teacher bellowed, walking back into the classroom.

Samuel paced the hallway, waiting for the bell to go. Pivoting on his heel, he turned again, anger coursing through him. He turned again, slamming his hand against the wall.

Andrian and Giuseppe.

Out of everyone, why did she have to go crawling to him? He thought cynically to himself. She knew the fued between Giuseppe and the Ollie Players. Giuseppe was the filth of the school, he had no right to be in their school. He was a cocky, bastardised womanizer.

He had slept with half the school... a feat none of the Ollie Players could even fathom to start. He threatened the natural order of the student body. What Giuseppe was popular for wasn't right.

Samuel thought Andrian would have seen that. She should have seen what he did to women and steered clear. She should have been on the same end as he was. It was clear who Giuseppe was.

He had nothing, so he was trying to take everything from everyone else.

Samuel was going to make him pay harder. Harder than he ever had to pay.