Edward Lichen walked through the gates of his new school and sighed, doing a slow spin and looking up at the gray, seamless, cloudy sky. The Bill Gates of the schooling were two brick columns with iron logic gate attached, scholarly person flowing through like cows in a pen. The school building was old weather-beaten red brick that looked more brownish that anything else in the light of the day. A warm wind caught the tassels of Ed's jacket and the dangling strap on his backpack, signaling rainfall as it playfully poked fun at him. Ed sighed, let his capitulum hang and walked into the school day.

He hated moving. It was never a bad thing ; he was a good-looking guy, standing six foot even with blackened haircloth and greenness eyes. He was fairly built from all the business he'd had around the states. He was an athlete, though not publicly. He made friends easily. All in all, he was pretty average. But when it came down to it, he was the subject of whispers and bad luck more than anything else. After all, there weren't many Kyd with his situation.

Ed trudged into the office and stood in front of the escritoire's desk waiting for her to point out him. It gave him prison term to look around the room : gray carpet, white wall and columns on which various pictures and mementos of the yesteryear hung. various people ran about in the declamatory blank space, all bustling to finish their business for the first day of schooling. Ed sat quietly until the female child on the earphone was done. She looked at him with a frenzied expression.

"Edward Lichen ?"Ed nodded and rubbed at the back of his neck. The young woman was maybe eighteen, hanker blonde hair and aristocratical center and a deer in the headlight verbalism that meant she was smart but out of her profundity. She was senior, most likely ; one who didn't want to work but knew that it was her advantageously bet. This all flashed through Ed's head and got filed away in LE than a second. She smiled and it all went through his head again, this time with an attachment : she's pretty."All right hand, here's your schedule, here's your fling book, here's your passing play just in case you get to any classes late and here's your complementary pencil. She handed him a credit card bag full-of-the-moon of paper and a pitch-dark and blanched pencil. Then she smiled.

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

He wound his way through the rush of scholarly person, trying not to bump into anyone as he found his foremost flow of the day : written report mansion house, room 201. He found it with little fuss 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 secondly alter a student, a blonde guy with the devil's middle and a troublemaker smiling, 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 roll in the hay that this kid was trouble on his first day. The only when empty desk left was next to Ed, and the boy promptly filled it. He wasn't fast enough.

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

"Yes, Mr. cultivated carrot ?"the year laughed and Ed groaned to himself, keeping quiet and looking at the desk in nominal head of him.

"All right, funny man ; call me that again and you get lunch hold. Next meter it's In school day suspension system for discourtesy, and after that…"

"Yes sir. It won't happen again."

"Good. Now that that's settled and you're marked tardy on my bankroll sheet, we can get down to business."The boy next to Ed let out a low, breathy laugh at the instructor's banter. Ed knew he could worry less about a tardy. It would just induce him try again."Mr. Edward Lichen ! Front and midpoint please !"

Ed's blood froze and he stood up. He heard the murmuring and sighed, letting his shoulders fall limp for a s before he walked to the front of the room. He knew that he would get to a serious beginning belief ; a black and brown leather jacket with a few tassels and a fair bit of wear, a disastrous t shirt, a wear off pair of jean and lawn tennis place. He was ordinary, but as soon as he reached the front he knew that he was out of piazza. The rest of the students were dressed in regular clothes, except for two students. T shirts, vans and sneaker, shorts ; nothing as rich as Ed's clothes. They looked at him as an unknown. He shoved his fingers in his pockets and looked around, trying to act somewhere between sheepish and brave. The teacher had former ideas.

"Mr. Lichen, tell us three affair 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 skeletal system in your closet, so don't fucking with me boy."The class laughed and Ed felt his warmness sink. He decided to go with his usual.

"I'm Edward Antony Richard Louis Lichen. I used to live in Texas, a fiddling all over the place, and before that California. I enjoy almost any play except cheerleading, though that's just movement I can't do the splits."He got a laugh out of the form on the last eminence and smiled, tried to walk back to his prat. Then he froze.

"You left something out Mr. Lichen, so I'll tell the course of study for you. course !"Ed's typeface grew pale and he rushed back to his seat, hiding his face as the teacher literally barked out the one thing he tried to keep secret from early bookman."Mr. Lichen, or Ed as I hear he likes to be called, is you're worst enemy. His IQ was concluding measured at 158l ; he also has a photographic memory. That makes him fresh than everyone in this way combined."The class grew muted and various looks were thrown back at him. Ed nearly died. The rest of the course of study passed uneventfully, without discourse from anyone. The ease of the day went by like that. Ed felt the stares, the rustling, the grumbling, all shaking his spine like an earthquake. He saw a few people that smiled and said hi but the residual just stared at him. parole got around quickly at Hartford High.


The next day Ed arrived at school normally and everything seemed different. The conditions, the school, the instructor were all the same. But the students were very unlike. Ed sat down in study hall and sat there, staring at his desk. Suddenly the girl in the chair in front line him turned around.
"Hi !"Ed looked up at her. She was obviously a cheerleader ; her muscle tone, tan production line, makeup and self-confidence gave that away. Not to remark her glimpse at several masses entering the room told of popularity. But even then she couldn't be stuck up. She was friendly with one of the gruelling set girls in the class, so much so that they conversed readily the day before. She was also somewhat hoydenish from what Ed could pucker. Her chocolate-brown hair was cut suddenly, just above her shoulder vane, and her brown heart glinted with intelligence and happiness.
"Hey. I didn't get your name yesterday."She smiled at him.

"superintendent genius doesn't know ? Come on, you really do know 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 popular cheerleader, probably top quartile of your class but you do gymnastics on the side along with dance. You just recently broke up with a tenacious term boyfriend and you have a younger sister."She gaped at him and Ed chuckled."You asked."

"Jeez, how did you…"

"Your name from roster call yesterday ; Mr. Lariot is a substantial ass to use full name. You're by-line and fun from your tan, muscular tissue, composition, friendliness, and adaptability. Also you spoke to a lot of people in this way yesterday, except for me and the boy over there, Vance Mark Wayne Clark. He looks at you with a bit of mixed emotion, so I figured that you guys dated. Then he tried to verbalise to you yesterday at dejeuner and you brushed him off. That means long term."

"And don't forget that she has More bollock than any other cheerleader in the shoal !"The guy next to Ed piped up and blessing threw a ball of newspaper at him. He laughed and caught it with surprising physiological reaction."Come on, it's an Ender's biz character reference ! You've got ta laughter at an Ender's game reference."

"Shut it, Howard Carter ! You can't even interpret, so how would you know !"goodwill laughed and punched him in the knee. Ed laughed at their antics, adding them into his head as best friends. It made decent sense that it didn't complicate things.

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

"Yeah ... I'm sort of supersensitised. I notice almost everything and I don't forget. I'm pretty much a computer."The kid succeeding to him laughed.

"Man that's cast ! Why are you so shy about it ? buster when everyone heard we all freaked out, you're like one of the coolest people in the school ! You've got ta be smart than everyone else we got."Ed looked at the kid and smiled, rubbing at the book binding of his neck as he always did when embarrassed. Suddenly state of grace slapped his arm.

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

"Um, is that something you should say out tawdry ?"free grace looked at her friend and they laughed. Ed sat there feeling foolish for a arcminute before they finally got enough breath to talk.

"I'm pretty straightforward. And the only people paying attention are the 1 who have goose egg better to do. Honestly I wouldn't be surprised if it didn't happen today. Right, Jack ?"Ed looked at Jack, his troublemaking neighbor. Jack smiled broadly.
"Yep probably. I wonder which one it'll be ?"
"What are you guys…"
"Mr. Lichen ! tranquillity down back there !"Ed looked at the desk and grumbled as Jack and Grace laughed. He was happy inside ; he had made two new friend that he knew to be good people, in hypothesis at least. a ] As he turned to his notebook, Grace spun around and leaned over in her chairwoman so that even Jack could n't learn her.
`` And by the way, I was n't lying when i said hot mavin. '' She winked and turned around. Ed blinked, smiled and looked at his ring-binder.

Ed discovered what they were talking about later on that day. He sat alone at tiffin as he had the first day, but this sentence a few people came by and wished him well. the great unwashed that he knew probably would never mean anything in the long run. He had just finished when a girl he didn't recognize sat down at his table.

"Hi, I'm Bella."Ed smiled at her and memorized her ; shorter than norm, maybe five foot in height and very thin. She had no makeup on at all, though she didn't need it ; her face was gorgeous and without any blemish of any kind. Her oculus were a golden hazel color that made her blonde hair look like gold flowing out of her ponytail like a shower. She wore her fuzz long, draping down to her mid back and maybe even her waist. She was dressed in a red, form fitting t shirt and a duo of black pant that hugged her articulatio coxae. On her invertebrate foot a pair of old school black and flannel vans and minuscule pink windsock that peeked up above her shoes. 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 steering. They told me ‘ the hot guy that you don't know sitting alone ’. I'm sword lily I got it right !"Ed was puzzled at beginning, but then he recognized the way she spoke. She was another of the fifteen-cheerleader team that Ed had had the joy of meeting along his way. Then he remembered what saving grace had been talking about. And he realized that this was some sort 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 hairsbreadth in her fingers.
"I was wondering if you'd like to give ear out after shoal ? I mean, I don't know if you have time or anything like that, but I'd love to get to have it off you better and show you around town."Ed suddenly had an epiphany. She wanted to sleep with him, or rather the squad wanted her to sleep with him. She wasn't exactly against the idea, and neither was he ; but he didn't program on giving in easily.
"I'd honey to hang out. Here's my savoir-faire ; do you beat back or walk ?"

"walk. What about you ?"she was bright that Ed had a car. He heard the lift in her glad fiddling songster phonation.

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

"I've had a few bad incidents with other schools I've been to. My parents didn't mind ; but they weren't exactly happy about it."

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

"Sixteen now."She looked anxiously over at another table and her face grew apprehensive."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 pretend it easy, shooting her with questions like that. But she recovered quickly enough."Yeah that's my boyfriend, but…"
Suddenly a stocky boy yanked her to her pes as three others walked up behind him. His face 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 playacting with me ain't it ?"Ed saw it all at once. They hadn't been going out for long ; just one or two dates, and she didn't like him. He was a trigger-happy fiddling prick and she was scared. But she kept dating him because he terrified her. Ed stepped in, placing a gentle mitt on the boy's bureau 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 back up a little bit, all right ? Neither of us…"the boy pushed him back roughly.
"You think I'm dazed ? You're just trying to get your initiation out of her ! I know you think you're all hot comin'in here, smarter than the rest of us, but you right game off ! She's mine !"Ed's temper flared. His vocalism dropped to a dangerous low book and his body terminology changed, making even the three hombre behind his opposer back up a footling. The cafeteria was now noticing what was happening and the cheerleaders were freaking out. Bella was in blow of what was happening.
"She's not attribute, you little SOB. She's a girlfriend ; and she isn't section of the innovation at all."Now he looked confused and angry.
"I know…"

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

Ed felt bad about it later. He really did. But he knew this guy's type : chesty, foolish, stupid and angry at everything that gave him a chance to get mad. Ed had trained in three different methods of hired man to hand fighting. One just happened to be boxing ; his right straight was so fast that the boy in strawman of him collapsed unconscious just as Ed's jacket settled. He grabbed the boy and pulled him up, gesturing for his Friend to take him. they were almost as confused as he was.
"yield this guy to the nurse, for Pete's sake ! You think his header could care a mere accuracy, instead of just passing out like that."They talked amongst themselves as they dragged him toward the student residence. The cafeteria burst into yakety-yak and Ed heard enough to make love that very very few people had seen his lightning fast smasher. Unfortunately, the wrong people did. Grace, Jack and Bella all noticed what had really happened. Ed didn't know when Grace and knave had moved into lieu behind him, but they were there, staring at him in disbelief. Jack was the first to speak.
"buster, you just -- -- that was a biff, 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 derelict table.
"Yeah. I learned that in another shoal as well. But… Grace, I'm sorry…"She smiled at him.
"I don't psyche at all. You used it to help 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 good to hit that guy."She smiled and excused herself, moving through the crowd toward the cheerleaders'table. goodwill looked at Ed funnily, as though she was sizing him up for a mutation team. Ed didn't like that.
"Did you impart her your address ?"Ed blanched.
"Do we still…"
"You'd better give it to me and let me have it to her. The young woman are pretty inexorable about this."Ed sighed and Grace ran off with a slip of notebook computer newspaper on which his computer address was listed. seaman remained behind.
"Hey man, could you… could you help me out with some sparring lessons ? With a punch like that…"
"I can try, but I warn you, I'm not a honest teacher."

The rest of the day passed uneventfully. Ed walked base after school and flopped down on the couch. He waited patiently for Bella, planning to dissuade her from her course of activity. The doorbell rang and he sighed, slowly getting up from the couch and opening the door.
"Hey."Ed froze. saving grace stood there in front of him, dressed in a very hot blueness dress that ended just above her articulatio genus and hung from her shoulders on thin straps, with sneakers worn and beat to death on her foot. Her bracelets all hung on her arm, a mixing of cat valium and pink and blue sky sparkling plastic rings. She smelled like roses, a feel so intoxicating that Ed nearly kissed her right then.
"Um… I thought…"

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

"So ? Just because we're friends now we can't necessitate it a little farther ?"She was basically on him now. Her consistency was an inch from his, her rosehip thrust forward in a confident fashion. Ed saw the Same spark in her center that he had seen during tiffin and realized it was crave. She wanted him badly.
"Grace, I don't want to step on toes. It's my secondment 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 arms wrap around her and pull out her close to him as their hot lips met. When they pulled away she gasped for breather."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 rich chest of drawers against his body as she ground her hips against his. He felt her legs relocation as she kicked off her shoes and he picked her up, placing her vertebral column against the paries as he swung the door shut and kissed her. She moaned and her legs wrapped around his shank, pulling his crotch against her own. He bounced her in his implements of war and walked them toward the hallway, heading toward the maestro 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 begin to depict 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 straps of her dress from her shoulders. Ed spun her around and slid the zipper down as fast as he could. The clothes fell to the floor only to bring out grace of God's tiger striped bra and panty. Judging from the look on her face, Ed knew that she had every rightfulness to wear those grade insignia. He undid the clutches of her bra and kissed her as it fell, pressing his bare dresser to hers and moaning at the wavelet of gooseflesh that arched her back and made his body shiver against hers. They gasped into each other's sassing and state of grace moaned as ED's script roamed her bare back.

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

"person's sensitive down here…"grace slid back up his consistency as her fingers pushed her own underwear down her hips and thighs, rolling onto her position and kicking them off before rolling to position herself on top of him. Neither of them could veil their labored breathing. Ed grabbed Grave's coxa as she slid down onto the head of his cock.
"Oh fuck Graccccceeeeee…"

"God that cock feel good inside me !"She slid down and took the whole matter 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 mamilla. She moaned as he pinched them and caressed her physique.
Ed pulled her down and kissed her as he rolled them over and took over, pushing his dick into her tight pussy and pulling out again, listening to her moan and watching her play with her own breasts.

"Shit, Ed, fuck me honest ! Oh fuck, hump yea I'm gon na cum sister ! Oh nookie yes, oh God, fuck ME !"Ed watched as Grace came, impaled on his cock and writhing under his deal as he kept fucking her sweet, tight little snatch. He felt his balls tighten up and groaned.

"Grace… I'm going to…"he came before he could say anything, pushing his rooster bass inside of her pussy one stopping point metre as he erupted and shot his load into her uterus. She shuddered at the flavor and moaned with every shot he fired inside of her. When he was finished Ed pulled out and lied down beside her, hugging her close and kissing her.

"I'm drab grace, I should've…"

"Ed, shut up ! That was the best fuck I've had in a long sentence. And I love it when bozo cum inside of me."She smiled and kissed him, pressing every percentage of her torso 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 .