10 Hugh and Chloe (1/2)
When Chris got to the locker room, he cleaned up and immediately went to his class.
Chris opened the door that had a Class A sign on it. The class looked like a typical high school class with around 30 chairs attached to the desks. Chris sat in his seat which was at the back corner where he slept the entire time.
”Alright I came to class early for the first time! Coach Elizabeth always keeps me until the last minute of practice so I'm always barely making it to class!”
As Chris was early for class, there was only a couple of people. As Chris closed his eyes to get a couple minutes of sleep before class started, a blonde-haired girl with glowing white skin, bright red lips, and a curvy body approached him.
”Hey Chris, wake up!”
”Huh!” Chris opened his eyes and jumped out of his seat.
”Hahahaha! You still get scared every single time!” The blonde-haired girl said while continuing to laugh.
”Chloe, stop scaring me like that. I swear you're going to give me a heart attack!” Chris said with an angry tone.
”Oh no, is our Chrissy angry?” Chloe said in a joking tone.
”So what do you want?” Chris asked with a sigh.
”Oh, I have a tiny favor to ask of you. There's around 10 minutes till class starts and I haven't done my math homework yet. Let me see yours,” Chloe said with her hands stretched out.
”What?! You always do your homework. Is our Miss. Chloe starting to get lazy” Chris asked in a teasingly.
”Hmph, if it wasn't for my mom keep nagging to me about Hugh, I would've finished my homework. After she stopped nagging at me, I lost all my will to finish the math homework,” Chloe said while rolling her eyes.
When Chris heard the word Hugh, his body slightly twitched while he had a slight frown. However, immediately after he started to smile again.
”So your mom is still bitching about Hugh?” Chris asked.
”Yeah, she's saying how he's only in Class C and how he's a second generation nouveau riche. She's afraid that he'll break my heart because she thinks he's a playboy,” Chloe said.
”I can see where your mom is coming from,” Chris said. ”Hugh does kinda look like a fuck boy even back when we were only middle schoolers,”
”Who's a fuckboy?”
A tall teenage boy with a Gucchi hat, pants, and a Supreme Shirt walked in front of Chris' desk and started to smile mischievously.
”So, Chris who's a fuck boy?”
”Who do you think, Hugh?” Chris asked while smiling back.
”Hmph, just because I wear expensive clothing to show off doesn't mean I'm a fuck boy,” Hugh said while still smiling.
”Who knows?” Chris retorted.
The two looked at each other with silence and even Chloe at the sides started to sweat a little.
”Ah, who the fuck cares? What's up dude,” Hugh said while extending his hand for a high five.
”Sup dude,” Chris said while returning the high five.
”Hey babe! Sorry I wasn't able to text you last night! My mom said that if she found me texting you, she would take away my phone for the week!” Chloe shouted while wiping off the sweat.
”Hey honey. It's ok. As long as I could show her that I'm not a fuck boy, she'll accept me,” Hugh said with a sigh. ”I just don't know how to go about it,”