"I'll be a whore for you, baby," Wayne returned. I rolled my eyes to the ceiling.
"Let him go. He's not worth getting suspended over," I said to Hugo, grabbing his arm and pulling him away from the pathetic jerk who would hump anything that moved.
"Some advice, kid? You're wasting your breath with this one. She's the ice princess out of the two, and she will never let you stick it in. If you want a good lay? Give Odina a call. They lookexactlythe same, so you don't even have to close your eyes to pretend you're fucking this one."
"If it's so easy to pretend the sister is her, then why don't you go bother Odina?" Hugo asked, tossing him a wink as I tugged him down towards AP History. Guiding him to the classroom, I again wondered about our shared schedule. I'd never seen a foreign exchange student in my Advanced Placement classes. Talk about throwing him into the deep end on his first day.
"Don't worry about Wayne," I said, instead of fretting about it. "He's just ridiculous."
"He doesn't get to touch you without permission. That's not cool," Hugo scoffed. He looked down at me, twisting his lips thoughtfully. "No boyfriend?"
"No," I said, hoping to all that was holy that we weren't going there. I didn't have an interest in dating after the last douche canoe of an ex.
"Good. Keep it that way, because guys just aren't worth the time, honestly," he said, slinging an arm over my shoulder in a very friendly gesture. "And now you've got someone to look out for you and keep the assholes away."
We walked into the history room just before the bell rang, and I couldn't shake the feeling that he meant that literally.
Wayne came to school with a broken wrist and black eye the next day.
I didn't ask, and he didn't smack my ass.