Edward Lichen walked through the William Henry Gates of his new school and sighed, doing a slow spin and looking up at the gray, seamless, cloudy sky. The gates of the school were two brick column with iron Gates attached, pupil flowing through comparable cattle in a pen. The school building was old weathered red brick that looked more brown that anything else in the sparkle of the day. A warmly twist caught the tassels of Ed's cap and the dangling straps on his rucksack, signaling rain as it playfully poked fun at him. Ed sighed, let his head hang and walked into the shoal.

He hated moving. It was never a bad thing ; he was a better-looking guy, standing six foot even with black hair's-breadth and green oculus. He was fairly built from all the Job he'd had around the states. He was an athlete, though not publicly. He made protagonist easily. All in all, he was pretty average. But when it came down to it, he was the subject of whispers and bad fortune more than anything else. After all, there weren't many Kyd with his situation.

Ed trudged into the office and stood in battlefront of the secretary's desk waiting for her to remark him. It gave him metre to reckon around the room : Louis Harold Gray carpeting, lily-white walls and columns on which various ikon and memento of the past hung. various people ran about in the enceinte space, all bustling to wind up their job for the first day of school. Ed sat quietly until the young woman on the phone was done. She looked at him with a frantic expression.

"Edward Lichen ?"Ed nodded and rubbed at the binding of his neck. The girl was maybe eighteen, prospicient blonde whisker and blue eyes and a cervid in the headlights grammatical construction that meant she was smart but out of her depth. She was elder, to the highest degree likely ; one who didn't want to work but roll in the hay that it was her best bet. This all flashed through Ed's headspring and got filed away in less than a second. She smiled and it all went through his drumhead again, this prison term with an attachment : she's pretty."All rightfield, here's your schedule, here's your pass playscript, here's your pass just in instance you get to any social class late and here's your complementary color pencil. She handed him a charge card bag full of paper and a black and white pencil. Then she smiled.

"My public figure is Amanda ; if you have any doubtfulness, just ask if you see me around. ‘ Kay ?"she smiled and waved a little schoolgirlish moving ridge as he walked out. Ed saw. He thought about it. She wasn't ugly. She was a bit high gear profile for a new kid to go after, but Ed figured he had a shot.

He wound his way through the rush of students, trying not to bump into anyone as he found his offset period of the day : study hall, room 201. He found it with little trouble and sat down in the back, setting down his bag gently and sitting back lazily, giving the appearance of being bored. He watched as people entered the room and recorded everything that he saw about them plus his initial observations. Finally everyone sat down and the bell rang. Just a second alter a scholarly person, a blonde guy with the the Tempter's eyes and a bad hat smile, darted in and headed for the back. Ed sat up and looked around. Silently he screamed. He had re-started at a new school enough to know that this kid was trouble on his offset day. The only void desk left was future to Ed, and the boy promptly filled it. He wasn't fast enough.

"Mr. King James I !"the boy's pinna perked up and his smile broadened.

"Yes, Mr. Daucus carota sativa ?"the class laughed and Ed groaned to himself, keeping calm and looking at the desk in strawman of him.

"All right, amusing man ; telephone me that again and you get luncheon detainment. Next time it's In schooltime hanging for disrespect, and after that…"

"Yes sir. It won't come about again."

"good. Now that that's settled and you're marked tardy on my roll sheet, we can get down to business."The boy next to Ed let out a low, breathy jest at the teacher's give-and-take. Ed knew he could wish less about a tardy. It would just make him try again."Mr. Edward I Lichen ! Front and revolve around please !"

Ed's blood froze and he stood up. He heard the muttering and sighed, letting his shoulders fall hobble for a second before he walked to the front of the way. He knew that he would wee-wee a good initiative impression ; a blackened and brown leather jacket with a few tassels and a clean bit of wearing, a black t shirt, a bust twain of jeans and tennis shoes. He was ordinary, but as soon as he reached the front he knew that he was out of place. The residue of the students were dressed in regular apparel, except for two students. T shirts, vans and canary, shorts ; nothing as rich as Ed's dress. They looked at him as an extraterrestrial. He shoved his fingers in his pockets and looked around, trying to act somewhere between sheeplike and brave. The instructor had other ideas.

"Mr. Lichen, tell us three things about yourself : something about your intelligence, something about where you have lived before and what you like to do. And I know all of the underframe in your closet, so don't screw with me boy."The class laughed and Ed felt his heart sump. He decided to go with his usual.

"I'm Edward VIII Lichen. I used to live in Texas, a minuscule all over the piazza, and before that California. I enjoy almost any sport except cheerleading, though that's just cause I can't do the splits."He got a jape out of the year on the hold out banker's bill and smiled, tried to take the air back to his stern. Then he froze.

"You left something out Mr. Lichen, so I'll tell the grade for you. Class !"Ed's face grew blench and he rushed back to his tooshie, hiding his font as the teacher literally barked out the one matter he tried to go on mystery from other pupil."Mr. Lichen, or Ed as I hear he likes to be called, is you're worst enemy. His IQ was last measured at 158l ; he also has a photographic remembering. That makes him fresh than everyone in this way combined."The class grew calm and respective feeling were thrown back at him. Ed nearly died. The sleep of the class passed uneventfully, without discussion from anyone. The rest of the day went by like that. Ed felt the stares, the rustling, the muttering, all shaking his spine like an seism. He saw a few mass that smiled and said hi but the rest just stared at him. Word got around quickly at Hartford High.


The adjacent day Ed arrived at school normally and everything seemed different. The weather, the shoal, the teachers were all the same. But the educatee were very different. Ed sat down in study hall and sat there, staring at his desk. Suddenly the female child in the chairman in front man him turned around.
"Hi !"Ed looked up at her. She was obviously a cheerleader ; her musculus tone, tan lines, makeup and self-confidence gave that away. Not to mention her coup d'oeil at several hoi polloi entering the room told of popularity. But even then she couldn't be stuck up. She was friendly with one of the clayey set girls in the form, so much so that they conversed readily the day before. She was also somewhat tomboyish from what Ed could foregather. Her brown hair was cut short, just above her berm blades, and her brown eyes glinted with word and happiness.
"Hey. I didn't get your public figure yesterday."She smiled at him.

"super genius doesn't recognize ? come on, you really do fuck don't you ?"she looked at him expectantly. He sighed and leaned back in his chair.

"Your name is grace Elizabeth II Taylor. You're a pop cheerleader, probably top quartile of your class but you do gymnastics on the side along with dance. You just recently broke up with a long full term swain and you have a younger sister."She gaped at him and Ed chuckled."You asked."

"Jeez, how did you…"

"Your public figure from roll call yesterday ; Mr. Lariot is a genuine ass to use full-of-the-moon names. You're hobbies and sport from your tan, muscle, war paint, friendliness, and adaptability. Also you spoke to a lot of people in this way yesterday, except for me and the boy over there, Vance Clark. He looks at you with a bit of commingle emotion, so I figured that you guys dated. Then he tried to lecture to you yesterday at lunch and you brushed him off. That means prospicient term."

"And don't forget that she has more balls than any other cheerleader in the school !"The guy next to Ed piped up and Grace threw a testicle of paper at him. He laughed and caught it with surprising physiological reaction."Come on, it's an Ender's Game reference ! You've got ta laugh at an Ender's game reference."

"Shut it, carter ! You can't even read, so how would you make love !"goodwill laughed and punched him in the stifle. Ed laughed at their antics, adding them into his chief as outdo friends. It made plenty sense that it didn't complicate things.

"So you really just pay attention to that much at a time, huh Ed ?"Ed looked at the boy next to him and hid his shock.

"Yeah ... I'm form of hypersensitive. I notice almost everything and I don't forget. I'm pretty much a computer."The kid next to him laughed.

"Man that's sick ! Why are you so shy about it ? dandy when everyone heard we all freaked out, you're like one of the cool masses in the schooltime ! You've got ta be overbold than everyone else we got."Ed looked at the kid and smiled, rubbing at the binding of his neck as he always did when embarrassed. Suddenly Grace slapped his arm.

"Don't act all lowly, you know you love the attention !"Ed just looked at her."You've got ta be kidding. You're shy ? You're a hot superstar and you're shy ?"

"Um, is that something you should say out loud ?"Grace looked at her acquaintance and they laughed. Ed sat there feeling foolish for a minute before they finally got enough breath to talk.

"I'm pretty straightforward. And the only people paying aid are the ones who have nothing better to do. Honestly I wouldn't be surprised if it didn't happen today. Right, Jack ?"Ed looked at Jack, his troublemaking neighbor. old salt smiled broadly.
"Yep probably. I wonder which one it'll be ?"
"What are you guys…"
"Mr. Lichen ! repose down back there !"Ed looked at the desk and grumbled as Jack and gracility laughed. He was well-chosen inside ; he had made two new friends that he knew to be good the great unwashed, in possibility at least. a ] As he turned to his notebook, Grace spun around and leaned over in her chair so that even Jack could n't hear her.
`` And by the way, I was n't lying when i said hot Einstein. '' She winked and turned around. Ed blinked, smiled and looked at his binder.

Ed discovered what they were talking about later on that day. He sat alone at lunch as he had the maiden day, but this time a few people came by and wished him well. People that he knew probably would never mean anything in the hanker run. He had just finished when a miss he didn't recognize sat down at his table.

"Hi, I'm Bella."Ed smiled at her and memorized her ; shorter than average, maybe five understructure in height and very thin. She had no composition on at all, though she didn't need it ; her boldness was gorgeous and without any blemish of any kind. Her eyes were a golden hazel color that made her light-haired hair's-breadth look like amber flowing out of her ponytail like a shower bath. She wore her tomentum long, draping down to her mid back and maybe even her shank. She was dressed in a red, form fitting t shirt and a couplet of Shirley Temple Black pants that hugged her hips. On her foot a pair of old schooltime fateful and Elwyn Brooks White avant-garde and footling garden pink socks that peeked up above her horseshoe. She was adorable and hot and sexy all at the same time.
"Hi Bella, I'm…"

"Ed, right ? I kind of guessed, even though I had some pretty shotty guidance. They told me ‘ the hot guy that you don't know sitting alone ’. I'm glad I got it right !"Ed was puzzled at firstly, but then he recognized the way she spoke. She was another of the fifteen-cheerleader police squad that Ed had had the joy of meeting along his way. Then he remembered what Grace had been talking about. And he realized that this was some kind of trigger ; whether it was for Bella or Ed, he wasn't sure.
"Yeah I guess you found me if you were looking for the new kid. So what's up ?"She smiled and nearly melted his heart. He knew why her parents had named her Bella. Then she started twirling her hair in her fingers.
"I was wondering if you'd like to flow out after schooling ? I mean, I don't know if you have time or anything like that, but I'd dearest to get to know you serious and shew you around town."Ed suddenly had an Epiphany of Our Lord. She wanted to log Z's with him, or rather the squad wanted her to kip with him. She wasn't exactly against the idea, and neither was he ; but he didn't programme on giving in easily.
"I'd love to string up out. Here's my address ; do you labour or walk ?"

"Walk. What about you ?"she was hopeful that Ed had a car. He heard the rise in her felicitous little songbird voice.

"Sorry, I don't drive it to school."Her face fell ever so slightly. He knew that she had expected more, but he didn't architectural plan on making things easier for her.
"Why not ?"

"I've had a few bad incidents with early school day I've been to. My parents didn't mind ; but they weren't exactly felicitous about it."

"Oh. How many other schools have you attended ?"

"sixteen now."She looked anxiously over at another table and her face grew upset."What are so afraid of ? I don't get why you're letting them bully you into this. Or is it that guy three tables down that keeps looking over here ?"

"Oh…"she looked startled. Ed didn't exactly make it gentle, shooting her with questions like that. But she recovered quickly enough."Yeah that's my swain, but…"
Suddenly a stocky boy yanked her to her understructure as three others walked up behind him. His facial expression was twisted in rage and disappointment. He barely even gave Ed a nod.
"What Bell, you just go along with their choice ? This is some sick game you're performing with me ain't it ?"Ed saw it all at once. They hadn't been going out for long ; just one or two engagement, and she didn't like him. He was a violent piddling whoreson and she was scared. But she kept dating him because he terrified her. Ed stepped in, placing a gentle hand on the boy's chest and pushing him back, poring soothing feelings into his voice.
"Hey no bud, calm down. She was chatting with me because I offered to help her in biology, that's all. Just let go and plunk for up a niggling bit, all right ? Neither of us…"the boy pushed him back roughly.
"You think I'm stupid ? You're just trying to get your innovation out of her ! I know you think you're all hot comin'in here, overbold than the rest period of us, but you good back off ! She's mine !"Ed's pique flared. His voice dropped to a dangerous low book and his body speech communication changed, making even the three guys behind his adversary back up a niggling. The cafeteria was now noticing what was happening and the cheerleaders were freaking out. Bella was in jar of what was happening.
"She's not place, you little prick. She's a girl ; and she isn't part of the initiation at all."Now he looked confused and angry.
"I know…"

"Grace already talked to me."Ed felt bad, but he wanted to avoid conflict not make Quaker. If she was upset then they would function it out later.
"Grace… ? I… Bella what ?"Bella nodded uncertainly. The boy was suddenly very confused and still wild."No you're fabrication ! I know what this is…"

Ed felt bad about it later. He really did. But he knew this guy's type : arrogant, dopey, stupid and angry at everything that gave him a chance to get mad. Ed had trained in three dissimilar methods of manus to mitt fight. One just happened to be boxing ; his right straight was so immobile that the boy in front end of him collapsed unconscious just as Ed's jacket settled. He grabbed the boy and pulled him up, gesturing for his friends to contain him. they were almost as confuse as he was.
"return this guy to the nursemaid, for Pete's sake ! You think his head could plow a simple truth, instead of just passing out like that."They talked amongst themselves as they dragged him toward the hall. The cafeteria burst into yak and Ed heard enough to know that very very few people had seen his lightning fast bang. Unfortunately, the damage citizenry did. Grace, jackass and Bella all noticed what had really happened. Ed didn't know when free grace and manual laborer had moved into spot behind him, but they were there, staring at him in disbelief. sea dog was the first to speak.
"gallant, you just -- -- that was a lick, like a friggin'…"Ed fake punched him in the arm and he flinched, still staring.
"Shh. Lets sit down before we talk about that."He turned to Bella."Are you alright ?"
"Fine… but I'm with Jack. That was a…"He sat them down at his deserted table.
"Yeah. I learned that in another schoolhouse as well. But… state of grace, I'm sorry…"She smiled at him.
"I don't mind at all. You used it to serve Bella here. And honestly I wouldn't have been at all disappointed if I had been you're… initiation."
"Don't worry about giving it away ; I already figured it out. It wasn't hard, after that kid --"
"Eric. Eric Mastic."
"Eric walked up. Plus you're conversation earlier. It wasn't hard to piece together."
"Man you are a genius."They all laughed at that, though Bella laughed nervously.
"Ed, I…"
"Bella, it's fine. It felt soundly to hit that guy."She smiled and excused herself, moving through the crowd toward the cheerleaders'table. Grace looked at Ed funnily, as though she was sizing him up for a athletics team. Ed didn't like that.
"Did you give her your speech ?"Ed blanched.
"Do we still…"
"You'd better give it to me and let me give it to her. The girls are pretty unrelenting about this."Ed sighed and Grace ran off with a slip of notebook newspaper on which his savoir-faire was listed. sea dog remained behind.
"Hey man, could you… could you avail me out with some sparring lessons ? With a punch like that…"
"I can try, but I warn you, I'm not a good teacher."

The rest of the day passed uneventfully. Ed walked home after school and flopped down on the couch. He waited patiently for Bella, planning to deter her from her course of natural action. The buzzer rang and he sighed, slowly getting up from the couch and opening the door.
"Hey."Ed froze. goodwill stood there in forepart of him, dressed in a very hot blue dress that ended just above her knees and hung from her shoulders on thin shoulder strap, with sneakers worn and beat to death on her human foot. Her bracelets all hung on her arm, a mixture of green and pink and gentle sparkling shaping halo. She smelled care roses, a odour so intoxicating that Ed nearly kissed her ripe then.
"Um… I thought…"

"Bella ? wellspring we talked and thought it might be more beneficial to all involved if I was in fact that one that gave you your foundation. I mean, you did tell Eric that…"Ed was in shock.
"But the initiation…"

"So ? Just because we're friends now we can't take it a little encourage ?"She was basically on him now. Her body was an inch from his, her hip joint thrust forward in a confident personal manner. Ed saw the same spark in her eyes that he had seen during luncheon and realized it was lust. She wanted him badly.
"grace, I don't want to step on toes. It's my s day and we 're friends…"

"Shut up Ed…"she reached up and grabbed his neck, pulling him down and kissing him slowly. He didn't fight her ; he let his subdivision wrap around her and pluck her close to him as their hot lips met. When they pulled away she gasped for hint."God, this is gon na be good."

"You've got no idea."She laughed and they kissed again. Ed pulled her even closer, pressing her plentiful chest against his organic structure as she ground her rosehip against his. He felt her legs relocation as she kicked off her shoe and he picked her up, placing her back against the paries as he swung the room access shut and kissed her. She moaned and her legs wrapped around his waist, pulling his genitalia against her own. He bounced her in his arms and walked them toward the hallway, heading toward the superior bedroom. She pried her lips from his and yanked his shirt off his body, throwing it to the floor and gasping for breath as she ran her hands over his chest.
"God you're hot…"

"Hot doesn't even commence to describe you right now, but it'll have to do love."She chuckled and unwrapped her legs, dropping to her feet gracefully as she slid the strap of her dress from her shoulders. Ed spun her around and slid the zip down as fast as he could. The dress fell to the floor only to unveil Grace's tiger striped bra and panties. Judging from the look on her fount, Ed knew that she had every right to assume those stripes. He undid the hold of her bra and kissed her as it fell, pressing his bare chest to hers and moaning at the riffle of gooseflesh that arched her back and made his organic structure tremble against hers. They gasped into each former's sass and state of grace moaned as ED's men roamed her bare back.

Suddenly they were on the bed as Grace undid the button and zipper on Ed's jeans, yanking them down and grabbing his cock as it stood proudly. He gasped as her men stroked his shaft and head, making his hips buck into her fingers.

"someone's sensitive down here…"Grace slid back up his body as her fingers pushed her own underclothes down her hip and thigh, rolling onto her side and kicking them off before rolling to lieu herself on top of him. Neither of them could cover their labored ventilation. Ed grabbed Grave's coxa as she slid down onto the capitulum of his cock.
"Oh fuck Graccccceeeeee…"

"God that tool tone right inside me !"She slid down and took the whole thing before sliding back up and dropping down again. Ed groaned as she got faster and faster. His hands slid up her body and met her tit. She moaned as he pinched them and caressed her bod.
Ed pulled her down and kissed her as he rolled them over and took over, pushing his cock into her tight pussy and pulling out again, listening to her groan and watching her play with her own white meat.

"Shit, Ed, fuck me secure ! Oh roll in the hay, bed yea I'm gon na cum baby ! Oh have intercourse yes, oh God, fuck ME !"Ed watched as gracility came, impaled on his cock and writhing under his hands as he kept fucking her sweet, fast picayune snatch. He felt his musket ball tighten up and groaned.

"Grace… I'm going to…"he came before he could say anything, pushing his prick deep inside of her pussy one last prison term as he erupted and shot his load into her womb. She shuddered at the flavor and moaned with every pellet he fired inside of her. When he was finished Ed pulled out and lied down beside her, hugging her end and kissing her.

"I'm grim grace, I should've…"

"Ed, shut up ! That was the best piece of tail I've had in a long prison term. And I love it when bozo cum inside of me."She smiled and kissed him, pressing every portion of her body to his as hard as she could and snuggling into his chest."By the way, I, unlike Bella, don't have a fellow ; I hope, you know, you're mine now."
Ed smiled and hugged her close as they cuddled on the bed .