For Him

Chapter 1

Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep!

"Ezra! Hurry up or we'll be late for school!" Seth shouted, parked in front of my house.

"Shut the f**k up Seth! I'm coming!"

"Ezra! No foul language in this house! That's not very ladylike!" My mom shouted.

"Sorry ma! He's just irritating this morning." I said as I entered the kitchen, hopping on one leg. I was trying to zip up my heels quickly because of the butt-head outside.

As I had succeeded, I took her shoulders in my hands, spun her around to do some poses in my choice of cloths for the new day. She squealed and bounced up and down on her feet, clapping loudly.

"You look absolutely lovely dear!"

"I try." I said giggling at her antics.

Today I had chosen a pair of black short but high waisted pants and a pale pink, tight, sleeveless shirt that grabbed my feminine curves nicely. The pants allowed the view of my naturally tan and hairless legs that lead to my hot pink heels. My hair was pulled up into a sexily messy bun to show off the new earrings that I had bought for this occasion. I had snagged the gorgeous diamonds from a blonde bimbo and spent my whole months allowance on it. I looked hot.

"Sometime today Ezra!" Seth shouted.

"I'm coming!" If only.

"You better go before he leaves you again." She warned and put a pear in my hand to have for breakfast. I gave her a kiss on the cheek and hurriedly made my way out of the front door.

Taking long strides, I made it to my seat in his car and pulled my seat belt on. When I looked at him, I could practically see how he was angry with me. To fix this predicament I hit him with my most adorable puppy eyes. I even added my pouty glossed lips.

"Find, I forgive you E." He sighed and smiled widely at me.

I giggled softly because he could never be mad at me for long and I always use that to my advantage. This big, strong and macho 'dude' had a thing for cute things and I - not to toot my own horn- am adorable.

"How do you think our new classmates are going to be?" I asked. At our school every new year they mix up the students but because our parents donate to the school, we get to be in the same class.

"I don't know but what I really care about those nameless people, I care about what the new freshman chicks are gonna look like!" He exclaimed.

He went on and on after that, telling me about things I wouldn't care to know. It hurt to know.

As we pulled up in the school parking lot, the eyes of those present were trained onto Seth's black Audi. You know how in those cliché movies where the popular kids’ arrival is the 'thing' to watch out for in the morning, it was just like that for us every morning.

There are multiple reasons for this. Reason one; we attend a normal high school although our parents have the money to send us to a private school. Reason two; we pulled up in an Audi. Reason three; we are insanely beautiful people.

We paid them no mind as we made our way to the front office to collect our new schedules.

"Hey there Rachel! How are you this morning babe?" I asked our lovely receptionist as we entered the office.

"I'm fine Ezra, how was your vacation?" She asked, beaming at me as she stood for me to hug her.

"It was a little of this, a little of that and I bought these new earrings!" I screamed as I pointed at them, as if she couldn't already see them.

She squealed but before we could gush over them, Seth cleared his throat loudly to catch our attention.

"Good morning Ms. Patrick, could we - by chance- get our schedules please?" He asked politely.

Rachel blushed, and no one would blame her for that at all. Seth chose to only wear a plain white wife beater that hugged his muscles and showed off his abs. His jeans grabbed his lower body in all the right places just making you want to drool. Coupled with his tousled golden-brown hair and his steel grey eyes, he made the man of your bed room fantasies.

She quickly handed them to us and we turned to exit the office. The students made a path for us as we walked to our lockers- Seth's being three lockers down from mine. I then realized that we hadn't seen our best friends for the ten minutes that we've been here already.

"Seth have you seen-"

"My Princess!" Sage yelled from behind me.

I spun around quickly and grinned.

"Hey gorgeous!" Paige exclaimed as he and his brother came walking to us.

I ran to them with a high-pitched laugh and they both enveloped me with a double hug. Out of all the guys at our school, they were the ones closest to Seth's beauty. Just like Seth they were 6'3 with the bulging muscles in all the right places. They have short unruly red hair and a friendly air around them. Paige has blue eyes with hints of green while Sage has green eyes with hints of blue. They're both hard core bisexual sluts, my family.

"How was it at Grams house guys?" Seth asked.

"We gained almost fifteen pounds with how much food she stuffed our stomach with but then proceeded to follow Gramps to the gym." Paige said with a broad smile. The two of them are creepily close to their grandparents, the good kind of creepy.

We chatted for a bit before the warning bell rang breaking us up into our respective homerooms. Our homeroom teacher this year was our fun Physics teacher, Mrs. Jean. She gave us our syllabuses and then made us stand to introduce ourselves to the class. I was in the second row, the seat closest to the door with Seth on my left. I had to wait for seven students to do their introductions but when I got up and was about to speak, the class door was violently pushed open and a flustered but handsome guy came into the class.

"I'm sorry that I have arrived so late Mrs. -" he looked at his schedule, "Jean, I was a bit lost." He said, while I sat.

"That's okay dear. Please introduce yourself to the class." She said kindly.

He turned and faced us, and his intense blue eyes seemed to survey each person individually but seemed to linger on mine before he spoke.

"Hello, my name is Sebastian Walters, I'm a transfer student and I'm gay. Nice to meet you all." He said with a simple seemingly ignoring the groans of all the girls who thought of getting 'some' of him.

Mrs. Jean told him to take the empty seat at the back and then told me to continue with the intro.

"Hi guys, I'm Ezra. I love marshmallows and I can't wait to work together with everyone." I said, turning to beam at the class.

As I caught his stare, I involuntarily shivered. I sat down and faced the board ad Seth got up.

"The name's Seth. I'm Ezra's best friend and if you hurt him, I'll kill you." He said simply before he sat down.

I smiled and poked him on his cheek to get him to lose the whole 'I'll grind your bones to make my bread' expression he had on his face. I smiled wider when he gave me a smile for my effort.

The intros lasted the entire session and just before the bell rang our teacher asked Sebastian what his next class was and when he said A.P. Chemistry, she dubbed me his guide. I apparently was the only person in our class that was in the class. Yay me.

When the bell rang, I gave Seth a hug then had to slap him on the head for trying to make Sebastian uncomfortable with his glare. I made sure he went in the direction of his Art class before I crooked my finger at Sebastian to follow me in the opposite direction.

It was silent between us before he asked, "Are you guys dating?"

"I do remember him saying that he's my best friend and why would we date anyway, he is straight."

He seemed stunned before he asked the million-dollar question.

"You're a guy?"

"Last time I checked."

"That makes sense."

"What?"

"When I saw you, I thought you were the fabled 'girl' because I am seriously attracted to you."

His comment made me blush and at the corner of my eyes, I saw him grin at my reaction.

******

The remainder of my day went like this:

Sebastian would come up to me, make me blush then hastily leave when Seth, Paige and Sage got protective.

The Principal made the Juniors 'big brothers and sisters' for the freshman and I got assigned to an adorable but shy brunette named Dawn. I was happy because I got her to smile and talk to me a little. When I asked her if I could be her friend she cried. She said that because she was a 'nerd' no one wanted to be her friend in middle school.

I made her promise to come to my house on Saturday before I hugged her and made my way to Seth's car. The ride home consisted of Seth bragging about some freshman 'babe' -slut- that gave him a blow job in the janitor's closet and me trying to ignore the painful tightness in my chest. I have perfected my 'best friend' facade flawlessly over the years and have learned how to dull my emotions. These bottled up emotions of sadness and anger are let out onto my pillow; either as tears or violent screams.

I waved Seth goodbye and jogged up our walkway.

"Good evening Ma! I'm home!"

"Good evening dear! Did you have a nice first day?" She asked as I passed the kitchen door.

"Mmhm."

I went straight to my room, drew a bath, stripped my cloths and sank down in the tub. The bath itself was short as I remembered how Seth had hurt me today. I dried off quickly and as I put on pajama top I felt my tears pricking at my eyes. I laid down on my stomach, face first on my pillow as my tears slid out of my eyes and onto the silk cloth.

What I would do for love.