Surviving Elite High

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Authors: John H Ames
don't stop until they beg for mercy or crawl out of bed on a wheelchair.”
    I was speechless. Nick was such a dick. In fact, he was a pig! Sex was on his mind twenty-four hours a day and seven days a week. I choked on my pizza, and Nick chuckled.
    “Don't worry, someday you'll experience it.”
    “Okay,” I mumbled.
    “You will, trust me,” Nick reassured me as he took a huge bite of his pizza. “John, tell me more about you. You know everything about me and I barely know anything about you. Who is the guy behind the name?”
    “What can I say about me? Well, my mom is a single parent that works three jobs to keep up with the bills. We don’t have much, but she wants me to get a good education at Elite High so I can have a brighter future. I'm not lucky like everyone else in school. Sometimes, I go without things most people take for granted. Things are hard, but we do what we have to do to get by.”
    “Well, believe it or not, you're the lucky one. You have a mother who loves you and you're not shallow like everyone else in school. You're not like them. I like that about you. You're humble. Yeah, that's the perfect word to describe you. Humble.”
    So it seemed there was still hope for Nick Wild Hawk after all. There was actually a human being inside that egotistical, cocky sex machine.
    “Thanks Nick. And I know deep down you're a caring and sensitive guy. And I don't want to make you uncomfortable by saying that, but it's just that everyone thinks you're this cocky sex-maniac who only cares about himself. Do you get what I'm trying to tell you?”
    “Yes I do, and I know that's my fault. I'm a player and a huge dick to women, but I want to change. I really do. Yes, I've had lots of sex, but I always end up feeling empty afterwards. In a way, I feel used by the girls I sleep with. I crave more than just casual sex. I crave love. Not just any love but real love. Whoa, I just realized that.”
    Nick smiled.
    “It's never too late to change, Nick. I know that you can. I have no doubts about that. If you do, you'll be able to find the true meaning of happiness and be the perfect guy. You're almost perfect. You just need to control that compulsive organ between your legs.”
    Nick laughed.
    “Thanks. I'll change and find somebody to love. It's difficult to do it alone though. Would you help me out? I doubt that I can do it by myself.”
    “Sure. I promise to help you tame the beast between your legs.”
    We both laughed. Nick was an amazing guy. He just needed someone to help him find his way in life. Yes, he had been a dick in the past, but I knew that he could change. He wanted to change and that was important. I decided to make it my mission to help him out.
    We got to know each other pretty well that night. I found out that many of the rumors about him had been slightly exaggerated. Carol had a sore throat, but it was thanks to a virus not Nick's large penis. All of the rumors had some sort of truth behind them, but it wasn’t as bad as I thought. It wasn’t until seven that we decided to head home. Nick stopped at a grocery store on the way. He said he needed to pick up a few things, so I patiently waited inside the car. It was then that I spotted two figures making their way towards me. It was Matthew and Jacob.

Chapter Four
     
     
    I panicked since I was alone and on the opposite side of the empty street. I silently stepped out of Nick's car and made my way towards the grocery store. I needed to get to safety. With a low- pitched whistle, they let me know they had spotted me. I was like a deer caught in the headlights. I didn’t know what to do! I made a run for it.
    “Come here you little fag!” Matthew shouted as he tackled me to the ground.
    He grabbed me by the collar of my shirt and dragged me away. I tried to set myself free, but it was impossible since Matthew was too strong for me. The scent of alcohol let me know that he was intoxicated. He grabbed me by the neck and slammed me against the

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