Teenage Dirtbag

"As I waited, I saw the most beautiful girl in the world walking in with her friends. She had a skirt and a T-Shirt with Keds and knee high socks. She looked my direction and looked back to her other gorgeous friend. Just then a big, broad guy with a football jersey came up to her and kissed her. On the lips. Something I have never done and probably never will." Will matters get worse when people start to find out his big secret? Or start to die down as a girl comes in his life? Find out as you read more of "Teenage Dirtbag"


5. Chloe's P.O.V

As much as I hated the project, there was a sudden urge of excitement bellowing from deep inside. Snap out of it Chloe I can't be excited about a dumb project.

"So what do you want to do after school?" Daniel asked looking down at me. I might be tall for a girl but he's still a 5 foot 10 in. boy with an amazing exterior. 

"What do you mean?" i asked cautiously.

"I mean will I go over to your house or will you come to.. to mine?" He questioned. I could tell that he didn't want the second option, but I don't know why.

"Well, I was thinking we could go to mine," I said.

"OK. That sounds like a deal." 

"What is the project even about? I didn't pay attention." 

"We pick a topic and write an essay, power point, or movie comparing and contracting the topic with a different topic of our choice. It will also count as an English grade." He explained in a sophisticated tone. 

"Uh... I think I got it." I said still confused. After the bell rang that day I found him by the bus line outside walking alone. I started to walk towards him but stopped dead in my tracks because of what happened next. Brett, Jack, and the others surrounded him and pushed him around like a pinata full of candy. He went to walk away but one of the guys grabbed him and pushed him down to the floor. Then the worse came into play. They started kicking him and punching him as if he had no feelings. But he did because he even started crying.

"Wimp!" I heard from one of the boys with a Mohawk.

"Loser!" Another one yelled.

"STOP!" I screamed. They all just stopped and looked over at me. I ran toward him and rapped my arms around his beaten body. 

"Get away Chloe. We are having football business." Brett snapped and went to pull me off. 

"What kind of business is this? Beating him up?" I was furious at this point. 

"It doesn't matter! Why do you care anyways?"

"Be-.. Because... he's my partner in science and English. So I don't want a bad grade." I said. It's only a little white lie. 

"Oh. Well I guess we can spare him. This time." he threatened. His crew and him stomped off.

"Are you OK? I asked him trying to help him up.

"No. My sides hurt, my nose hurts, my legs hurt, and my penis hurts." he said grabbing it in pain.

"Well I'll help you out when we get to my house with your injuries." 

"OK... thank you," He said. He hobbled out to my car and we both head off. For being a senior, I feel like i'm 25. 


From this point on, It will be in Chloe's Point of View to spice it up a little. But I will go back and forth :) so yeah! Hope you like it and comment what you think so far.  I could use all times of answers because it only makes my writing better if they're bad answers :) 

(^_^) -Courtney

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