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“Bad Habits 6: Good Boy Gone Bad”

Senior year at Braxton-Jacobs High was definitely a game-changing year for me. I’d gone from being somewhat of a nerd with a handful of friends to being cool with almost all of my peers. I say almost all because although I’d completely changed my image, there was one girl who still treated me like shit. Her name was Danielle Murphy and we used to be cool until seventh grade. For whatever reason, she became a major bitch to me and made it her mission to always fuck up my day. She once talked her friends into playing a prank on me where they somehow got the combination to my locker, stole my books, and tossed them in trash bins all around the school. Needless to say, I desperately wanted to get even.

“Noah, how do you think you did on Mrs. Howell’s test?” my friend Caiden asked me as we sat in the senior lounge during our free period.

“I know I got an A,” I answered confidently. “I mean, every question on the test came straight out of things that happened in chapters ten, eleven, and twelve from the book.”

“Yeah, but I’m sure she put in a few trick questions.”

“Even if she did, I know I still got an A.” The bell rang for seventh period and I asked him, “Are you staying after school today for the cyberteam meeting?”

Me (Noah Ross)

“Not today but I’ll definitely be at Thursday’s meeting when we get to hack computer systems again.”

I rolled my eyes and said, “Of course you wouldn’t miss that. I’ll see you later, Caiden.”

“Later, Noah.”

We headed out of the senior lounge in separate directions. I was on my way to advanced biology in the building next door when I heard her annoying voice call out, “Girl, you gone be late if you don’t twirl and skip your fruity ass to your next class.”

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“About Us”

The night I met Derek Lewis was the night I became the man I am today. He completely changed my outlook on life. I’d been on the downlow since high school but I came out after being in a relationship with Derek for only six months. Those six months turned into five years and while I thought we were doing okay; he didn’t feel the same. I found out he’d been spending time with someone else and had been lying to me about hanging out with his friends. When I pressed him on it, he admitted that he’d been cheating on me for over a month. I was beyond devastated. I became broken and bitter and someone I didn’t recognize every time I looked at myself in the mirror. I needed to get back to being me but for a time, I didn’t know how. It wasn’t until Derek texted me out of the blue one day that I began to figure it all out.

“You need some ass, Sherrod,” my best friend Brandon said to me as we exited the gym building into the parking garage. “Look, I fuck with this lil’ fem dude on the eastside with a bubble booty. He ain’t cheap but he got some serious skills. That’s my go-to when I can’t find any clean and good ass when I’m horny.”

“You pay for ass?” I asked with a smirk.

“Nigga, at least I don’t waste my money on OnlyFans!”

“Hey, say what you want but at least I get my nut while looking at videos of good quality dudes I’d never get in person.”

“True but it still ain’t got shit on the real thing. When was the last time you had some ass, dawg?”

I paused by a concrete column and answered honestly, “My last time with Derek.”

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“Wow. It’s been that long?”

“Yeah, man.”

“For what? Nigga, you used to get more ass than me back during our DL days. Them bottoms used to risk it all for some of that light-skinned pretty boy dick.” He laughed and asked, “What happened, bro?”

I laughed and joked, “First of all, fuck you. Second, I just haven’t been looking. I mean, I get hit on and shit but I just don’t feel it.”

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