Tricia Williams - Our fucking future

“And no woman would be dumb enough to try to pry me away from Rachael while I have Masha there to keep them back,” I add getting a laugh from all.

It’s a good laugh and when the final bell rings most of the students leave save for my crew, we hang around for a little longer to let the rush pass us by before finally hitting the parking lot and heading towards home. I’m in the door for maybe two minutes when my phone goes off and I’m asked for details as to the dance by Lou who now seems to have my number. I start to go down the basics and we get another truck for transport making three vehicles, me on my Pale Horse and two trucks one belonging to Devin. I’m also told that I’ll need to be at the school to get painted up. I’m not sure what that means but it sounds a little funny to me, then again this is my idea.

I’m a day away from the dance and I have been asked to head over to Rachael’s school. Apparently someone told them that most of our defense would be coming to their dance and I was leading them which means now I am asked to meet with a few of a few member’s of their leadership. I bring Kyle since he knows most of the people anyway and he’s the diplomatic one between the two of us. We take separate vehicles and it’s during school hours still when we leave our school and arrive at Rachael’s. We head to the office and are greeted by the a couple people from the leadership, two guys and a girl who guide us to a conference room.

“So glad you came by we’re just trying to make sure that nothing violent is going to happen at the winter formal,” the Vice President, Amy a nice little Fillipina girl, states as we sit. “Well we’re just looking to do some mild grandstanding is all, nothing violent and we’re certainly not going to try to cause any major trouble,” Kyle states calmly.

I note that of everyone in the room I’m the underdressed one as everyone else is in prep styled clothing. Kyle does a majority of the talking while I sit and listen, I honestly feel like a carnivore who is sitting next to an omnivore that is talking to three herbivores. Mostly they want assurances that nobody will be harmed and that we won’t be under the influence of anything. It’s all basic stuff when I note something from Amy; the whole time Kyle is talking she’s fidgeting and shifting in her seat. She’s maybe 5’5” in her shoes and thin with long black hair and braces but she’s cute in a turtleneck and long skirt. I’m casually watching her as the rest talk about us not interfering with their announcements but as soon as I turn my gaze to Amy she’s looks away a little embarrassed. That inner part of my predatory nature must be kicking in because I’m looking at her, she knows I am and she’s getting nervous/excited about it when Kyle wraps up our meeting and I decide to chime it.

“Kyle could you go check the gym here since they are hosting their formal on site,” I ask Kyle getting a nod before turning to Amy,” Could I ask a terrible favor from you my dear?” “Ummm I guess,” Amy stammers a little surprised. “I’ve never been around the school and was wondering if I could get a supervised tour from you if it’s no trouble,” I ask and give her a friendly smile.

“Sure, I can show you around a little bit,” she tells me with a light smile of her own. We exit the conference room and I watch Kyle lead the other school leaders as he is talking about when he was there. Amy on the other hand walks me in a different direction and I can tell that they have a lot more money in this school than we have at mine. Yeah we have a band program but they have five different music programs and three art classes, yeah elitist is the word. But Amy is very kind and polite as I start asking about her.

“So you will be at this medieval dance,” I query and get a head shake. “I’m hoping so but I’m going to be alone, bad boyfriend,” she tells me brushing her hair behind her ear. “So my fiancé goes to school here, Rachael Bingham,” I ask seeing if they know each other.

“You’re him, the bad mystery man,” Amy says surprised but a little disheartened,” she’s been so happy whenever anyone asks about the ring on her hand.” “Yeah that’s me, I was hoping you’d be going so you could keep her company till I arrive,” I tell her getting an off look. “You aren’t picking her up? What is it you’re planning,” She asks now trying to gauge my intentions.

“I’d tell you but that would ruin the surprise,” I tell her as we turn another corner in the halls. I’m a little lost when we come to the auditorium and she starts going into their performing arts programs. God they have money here, it’s a little scary as we are now in the control booth. A big ass switch board and a couple chairs in the room. I step inside knowing that I’m being led but I’m curious to see how ‘assertive’ she is, the door closes behind us and now I’m ‘trapped’.

“I’m guessing you didn’t bring me here to talk about music or the dance,” I ask and see she’s embarrassed. “Rachael talks about you a lot, she says you are allowed to have sex with anyone that wants you,” Amy asks fidgeting. “No I fuck whoever I want to,” my swearing makes her cringe a little,” I’ve been turned down and have turned down some in kind but if I want a girl she usually wants it too. Like you have been since we were sitting in the conference room.”

“You make me nervous, I’m not a virgin or anything but Rachael told a couple of her friends that you were nothing like Kyle was and everyone thought of him like he was some god,” Amy tells me still fidgeting.

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