All Chapters of Expect The Unexpected : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Senior year! Yeah! I should be stoked. And I am. Mainly because it means I graduate and can get away from these prissy fucks. I didn’t want to come to Ravenwood. My mom didn’t want to send us here either. She felt it was too elitist. But my other mom wanted to give James and me the best education available.  So off to Ravenwood, we were shipped. We don’t come from money. Thankfully we were eligible for scholarships that helped supplement the tuition fees. I know I’ve probably confused you talking about two moms. So let me get this out of the way now.  Yes, I have two moms. They have been married since 2004, when the state legalized gay marriage. And yes, I know I’m going to be 18, so I was obviously born out of wedlock. This really is an odd term and not really relevant when you account for the fact my ‘dad’ was what I call a turkey baster. 

I swear to god I am going to kill Collin Cole. I don’t know why he pisses me off this much. He’s annoyed me the last two years I’ve gone to this school. But it’s like he’s upped his game today. And touching me is the damn last straw. I don’t believe in the bullshit of boys tugging girls’ hair because they like them. My moms raised me to know the difference between friend and foe. And anyone that hurts you, be it physically or emotionally, isn’t your friend. And my one mom taught me to stand up for myself and others. And I swear if it weren’t for Mrs. Graham and not wanting detention, I’d have laid his ass out. As she returned to the front of the room, I glared at Collin. “Keep it up fuckwad, and you’ll find yourself in a full-body cast.” I whispered growled before turning back around in my chair.I wrapped my ponytail up into a bun to ensure he couldn’t touch my hair.

I hate my brother. Okay, I don’t hate him. But ugh, he’s such a little shithead. I don’t get what’s wrong with him. Just like the people he surrounds himself with. Is being a sexist pig his way of rebelling? If it is, that’s a fucked up way to rebel.  He’d already stormed upstairs and locked himself up in his room. I sighed and begrudgingly went to my room too. I may not like being at Ravenwood with all these snobby rich kids. But I won’t let that make me slack on my grades. I have a reputation as a straight-A student to uphold.  I kept putting off doing my Trig assignment. Even looking at my textbook pissed me off. I want to shove that book up Collin’s ass and then down Principal Walter’s throat. Yes, I’m saying ass to mouth but fuck Walters. I may not like Collin, but he’s not the one that fucking volunteered me to tutor him. He didn’t even ask for a tutor.  It was still sitting untouched when I had to come down for dinner. James was still su

James didn’t speak to me all last night or this morning. Well, unless you count the rude comments, he made on the bus when I shut his mouth up for hassling the new girl. Riko is really a nice person after getting to talk to her. It’s not her fault the dumb Frost brothers have set their sights on her without thinking or caring about what it would do to her reputation. Inconsiderate assholes. This girl needs some friends. And well, I’m going to take that first spot. I’ve navigated this place for two years. I’m not everyone’s favorite person, but enough people know to back off when I say. I will do whatever I can to help fix what those Ken Dolls broke.This starts when I see Jane and her cronies snickering in the hall. They look way too happy. So I decided to butt my nose in. “Is there a sale at whatever overpriced child slave labor store you shop at?” I asked, folding my arms as I blocked their way down the hall.

If looks could kill, Mrs. Graham would be dead in her chair. Cassidy is PISSED. But we’re both stuck. She can’t blame me.I can’t control my mom any more than she can hers. All we can do now is try to make the best of this dire situation. Hopefully, save face for both of us along the way.I don’t want anyone knowing I’m getting tutored, let alone by her. I’m sure she doesn’t want anyone knowing she’s tutoring me either. People in this school would twist it to sound like she’s doing it to get in my pants.Though… I cock my head as my eyes travel the length of those long legs. If she wanted to have some hot hate sex, I’d be down. Yes, I’m a pig. I’m an eighteen-year-old guy. I’m not sure what you want from me. Celibacy? Being a monk isn’t my thing. Plus, just because I think it doesn’t mean I act on the thoughts. I’m not one of those assclowns.