The High School Game Part 11
Sam DAY 86 Thursday LAST CHAPTER
The young lad skipped his class the whole day. He felt too depressed and ashamed to show himself in front of his schoolmate. Worst, he felt too pathetic to play at videogames or anything else. He just slouched onto his bed, eating some chips while reading the text Barbara sent again and again. So rude. F, ranked 30th over 32. You have to increase you effort as soon as possible. Our professors consider that you might repeat a year. They said your bonus from gymclass could help you, but not with those news conditions. It was the text she sent. So rude. Sam belched, bloated from the multitude of cans he drank today. He felt useless. Pointless. Raphaƫl probably hated him now, and the other as well. Gregory manipulated him. He was a fucking loser, and he will repeat a year. This was a fucking shame. His mother tried to force him to go at shcool, but he just sent her packing. Become fat and enjoy food instead of workout, fine. But repeat a year ? No way.
"Son ! Diner's ready ! Come downstairs please !"
No. Let me alone. His stomach gurgled, tempted by the idea of a diner, but Sam was too depressed. How could he face his mother now ? He always assured her his grades were fine.
"Son for god sakes ! We've a guest ! Come on !"
A guest ? Surprised, Sam stood up. He quickly dressed (sweatpants and a loose sweater) and went to the kitchen. Indeed, his mother was not alone : Shirley waited here, sat at the table. She merrily smiled.
"What the hell are you doing here ?"
"Please son !" his mother corrected him. "I prepared a diner, but I will go in town for a drink. Both of you, be nice. And Sam, please, be polite."
She left the home without any additionnal explanation. On the table, there was a gargantuan feast. Home-made pizzas (two big pizzas with enormous side dish), a whole chicken with some pasta and a plate of nachos. Plus, he smelt the delicious odor of chocolate mousse. What the fuck she did ? We can't eat everything only both of us.
"You we're absent the whole day, and I were worried." stated Shirley. "I decided to come see what was the matter."
Sam sat down, still astounded by the amount of food. His stomach gurgled loudly, and he blushed.
"The matter is my grades, which are too low. And I can't expect anything from soccer since I'm, well, you know."
"I can help you. Work with you. I'm sure you will be accepted in the 12th grade. But today, you have to take our mind off those worries. Let's eat."
He gladly approve. After all, he was starving. With a ravenous hunger, he took big slice of pizza, and started to eat. In no times, he have finished, and took a second. Shirley just watched him, smiling. Her presence was fortifying. Soon, he polished the whole pizza, and started to feel stuffed. Slowly, he slipped his free hand under his pull and rubbed his distended belly. This clothes were a good idea, after all.
"Are you stuffed ?" asked the blond girl.
He gazed at her a minute, then took the second pizza. She smiled, and he confidently started to eat. One slice. Two slice. He was not hungry anymore, but with his expertise, he misled his stomach in order to gobble more. Three slice. Four slice. Sam felt his bloated belly gurgle again, but in pain, this time. It was round and hard, packed with pizza. He stared at the last slice remaining, uncertain. Shirley eyes were shining, and her smile gave him the energy to finish. He swallowed, and then stood up straight. His belly was round, plump under his sweater. His sweatpant was a bit tight, and he belched loudly.
"Are you stuffed ?" she asked again, ignoring his burps.
He nodded, but the girl came closer and softly put a hand on his sweater. She started to make circle, slowly, tenderly.
Well... Sam knew he was stuffed. Those pizzas were enormous, for god sake. But while Shirley rubbed his tummy, he felt able to eat more. He stared at her and took the plate of nachos. She smiled. She had a beautiful smile. The young lad devoured the whole plate quickly. Faster than he expected.
"Seems like your stomach streched." Shirley said with a quiet voice. "Shall we try the chicken and pasta ?"
He nodded. This feeling, of being stuffed, was so good. He was aware of his dick, pushing harder against his trunks. I have a fucking erection. It was largely noticeable, because of the sweatpant. Anyway, aroused and encouraged by Shirleyās smile, he ate the last plate. It had an hard time finishing, but eventually, he succeeded. Now, his distented gut was squeezed by his sweater. His pants was overly snug. Jeezus, this is so good. His hardening cock remembered him he was not alone. But well, the girl was rubbing his belly after all.
"Time for dessert." she whispered. "I guess you still have some room ?"
Hell no. He was unable to speak.
"Don't worry. I will feed you this."
She brought the chocolate mousse. Despite being overstuffed, Sam desired it. The taste was mouth-watering, and he salivated in advance. Slowly, Shirley took a large spoon, and ordered :
"Open your mouth. Let me do the job."
He gladly obeyed. Humm... So sweet. God... His both hands rubbing his over-distented gut, he let the blond girl fed him the whole container without interruption, except for some belch from time to time. The flavor gave him enough motivation to eat, eat, eat. Plus, he was so aroused he did not know how he could hold this. His dick was pushing like hell, and when he finished, he was almost cumming. Shirley took off her shirt. Her tits were hard. She slowly undressed him too. She asked, while patting his hard belly.
"Can I call you honey once again ?" she begged.
"Well... burp... sorry. Yes... burp... I guess you can."
After all, today, he had to take his mind off.
Today was the most important day ever in his life. His first day as a supporting striker for the team. The opportunity to erase the rumours against him. To get his popularity back. It was more important than is overall average (C+) and his rank (19th over 32). Right now, in the locker room, his teammates were changing, excited. Gregory took off his pullover when suddenly, he heard Raphaƫl cold voice in his ear.
But the team captain was far away, talking with Liam. Holy shit... The young lad sighed. He knew this match was his best chance to get back into Raphaƫl's game. And then, I will beat him. He already planned everything. Jessy phase was currently in progess. Then came Shirley-Sam phase. Those two motherfucker were back together. And Sam insisted to bring Gregory at Mcdo on Friday (he was absent on Thursday). Anyway, I will humiliate them so much, they will move far far away. And then, he would be able to shift in Raphaƫl phase. The final phase. I can't wait...
"Okay guys, let's go." shouted the captain. "Don't forget our goal : the victory !"
They all rushed towards the field, and the match began. At start, Gregory did well. He managed to follow his captain, and they scored the first goal. However, at the 20th minute, the young lad caught a sigh of Shirley and Sam, sat next to Jessy in order to encourage the team. I need to impress the public... They will shut the fuck up. His three ennemies were here, smiling and laughing, greeting Liam their supports. Gregory sped up despite Raphaƫl being unmarked, and rushed the adverse goal. He dribbled around, and came close to the goal, overjoyed. I will score without you, cap'. Sadly, a defender tackled him, and he lost the ball. In no time, the adverse team perturbed his own defense, and they scored a goal. Fuck. Our defenders are so bad, for god sake. And Liam is here, watching the sky. Fuck him.
"Don't do that again." Raphaƫl whispered. "I was unmark. Dude, we don't give a fuck about who is scoring, we just need to score. Am I clear ?"
Gregory went back to his place. Nevertheless, close to the half-time, he had a new opportunity. And Sam was laughing. This fat fucking cow is laughing at me. He thinks I'm worse than him. The supporting striker rushed the goal again, without an eyes on Raphaƫl position. He came closer, but once again, a defender tackled him. And once again, they scored. 2-1. Seriously ? What the fuck is doing Liam ? Masturbating while watching his stupid girlfriend ? The half-time came, and Gregory went on the locker-room, enraged. This situation was insane.
"The fuck are you doing ?" asked Raphaƫl. "What on earth have you in this fucking brain ?"
They were alone, but the dark-haired lad was too angry to let his captain complain.
"That's not my fucking fault !" he shouted. "Our defenders are so bad ! They can't even stop a fucking chicken ! And Liam is awful. Useless. Did he even know how to be a goalkeeper ?"
Raphaƫl face became inexpressive. Gregory glimpsed a scaring glint in his eyes.
"I'm not speaking about our defense." he stated with a cold (really, really cold) tone. "They did mistakes, as everybody, and I will talk to them after. But what the fuck did you think ? Why rush when I'm unmarked and waiting the ball ?"
"I had opportunities." retorted the brown boy. "And our defense failed so much... that's why we are losing."
His captain attitude was frightening. Standing here, face to face with him, Gregory shuddered, feeling uncomfortable.
"Listen carefully, dude." ordered Raphaƫl. "We still can draw level. You just need to understand we're in a soccer game : you will not be popular by losing. Be a good player, knowing his position, is the best way to be famous. You are a suppoting striker. A supporting one. Understood ?"
Gregory nodded. It was time to join the others.
After an hard second half, they eventually won the game. Sadly, thanks to Raphaƫl. The blond lad led the attack, and scored 3 goals, one after one. His presence on the field was impressive. Anyway, in order to celebrate the victory, they did a party. However, Tobias had left the town, so they went to Finn house. The ex-fatty (according to the monthly check-up, he managed to lost 4 kg-9 pounds over December.) was honored to recieve the whole 11th grade. And Gregory had some business to deal with. Phase one start now. He headed towards Jessy, which was luckily alone, and smiled.
"Hi girl. Having fun for our victory ?"
"Well, I don't know if it's your victory perv, but at least it's Liam's one."
He smiled cheerfully. Bitch. Fucking bitch.
"You're right. A drink to celebrate our goalkeeper ?"
She stared prudently at him, but eventually agreed. However, she did not realised he did a mixture with strong alcohol. And she doesn't need to know. The drak-haired girl drank the whole thing and smiled.
"I did not expect you being so nice. I thought you would hate me for my betrayal."
"Well, I still don't understand, but we don't need to talk about it anymore. Another drink ?"
She nodded, and he went to the buffet to prepare the mixture. Everything's fine. This girl is a dumbass. He smiled to Shirley, who just sat here while her ex-new-boyfriend ate. Then, he went back to Jessy, and offered her the glass. He repeated the act for a while, before being sure she was heavily drunk. Liam was far away, speaking with Raphaƫl and some others teammates. Good. Now, let's have my revenge. He brought her next to Finn, and whispered :
"Do you see how Finn is handsome ? He is good-looking, with this weight loss."
Gregory knew this plan was risky with a girl. But Jessy was not an ordinary girl. The was a gossip, and a very, very eager chick. She replied loudly :
"Yeah, he is so hot ! Woah, I'm hot too, by the way."
"That's probably mean something." Gregory mumbled.
"Yeah ! It means we have to... have to."
She did not finish. Slowly, not too well, Jessy headed towards Finn, and hugged him.
"We must have sex big boy !!"
This one turned towards her, surprised. Soooo good. Gregory was filming the whole thing, but it was useless, because everybody heard her. They all stared at her with amazement.
"Let's have sex Finn !!!"
The lad tried to reject her, but she was insistent. Right now, the whole 11th grade was aware of the situation. Nice. So nice. Liam came, his cheek red of embarassment. He took his girlfriend while people started to laugh.
"After the perv, there is the slut !" shouted someone.
Jessy phase : achieved. Let's move to Shirley and Sam phase.
A ray of light passed through his door, but the young boy ignored it. He was laid under his duvet, in the warm.
"Brother, you need to wake up now !" shouted Chloe. "You'll be late, as always !"
School began in one hour, but Liam was not a morning person. Slowly, his head appeared, and he opened his eyes to acclimatize to the light. I hate Monday. Weekend were better. More sleep, less work. Monday announced a week of labor, exam and social life. Too difficult for Liam : he pulled his quilt up and cursed Monday. May this day disappear.
"Seriously brother, you're a pain in my ass."
He felt someone tossed him around.
"Move your big ass brother !"
Chloe arose above him and slapped him (it was regular, no worries). Slowly, Liam stood up straight, and he rubbed his eyes. I hate Monday. He got on his feet and headed towards the dinning room (his sister already left the bedroom and reached the bathroom). Like a zombie, the lad served himself a glass of milk and some pancakes and jam (okay, six big pancakes, but he was a growing boy). He ate the whole thing, then went back to his room and watched his bed with longing. Unfortunatly, Chloe stared at him, so he just took his clothes and went to the bathroom. While showering, he rambled about his life. Since 27 days, he dated Jessy (YES he counted every day, so what ?). The dark-haired girl had a spontaneous personality, but they had good times together. He still thought she was too skinny but well, Shirley told him to be patient. Shirley. He never expected to be friend with Sam's girlfriend, especially knowing Raphaƫl disliked her but well... Things happens without any logic, sometimes. However, Liam had another concern regarding his girlfriend (yes, his shower was THE place for considerations. Who never transformed the world in his shower ?). During Saturday party, she humiliated herself by hitting on Finn. Luckily, the lad rejected her advances, but the goalkeeper felt ashamed while he brought her home.
"Brother !" shouted Chloe. "It's 7:45 ! I'm leaving the house, don't forget to lock the door."
Jeezus I know. She was 12 and he was 16 for god sake. Well, okay, he forget to lock the door several times, but that's not a reason. Liam got out of the shower and dressed with a jean and a big, loose pull-over. He still had to brush his teeth and take his bag. He heard Chloe come back and yell :
"Don't forget to take the trash out ! And you'll be late, as always !"
Thanks mum... She stormed out. Seriously, he was old enough to take care of himself (maybe not, but he had his pride.)
Liam went to the high school, an after a feeble excuse for his late, he finally could follow the lesson. Anyway, he was a good student, with an overall of B- (which means he was ranked 12th over 32 because yes, he was serious). The break came, and he followed Raphaƫl outside, but suddenly, Jessy grabbed him by the scruff of the neck and brought him apart. Once sure they were alone and away from prying eyes, she kissed him. Liam, surprised, let her do, shaking his hand without particular reason.
"I missed you my love." she whispered while fondling him. "One day far away is too much."
"Well, you too, you too, but are we gonna talk about Saturday night or ?"
Okay, time to be honest. During Raphaƫl's party on December, Jessy took Liam's virginity. He was just heavily drunk at this moment (because his captain made him drunk) and he barely remembered the whole night. Therefore, yes, he was still shy and completely prudish (okay, boys at his age were rarely prudish, but he was an exception, so what ?). Even the idea of Jessy entirely nude made him blush. By the way, he was blushing, now. Holy shit. She's supposed to be embarassed, but I'm. He seriously needed to calm down his brain (because who the hell think about his prudish desires in a schoolyard while asking his girlfriend if she intended to cheat on him ?).
"What happened Saturday ?" she asked.
Oh... well... Did he really wanted to tell her ? It was probably better if she did not know. A lie can't be bad... Well, a lie was a lie, but in some circumstances... STOP thinking Liam please. Oh yes, he was sometimes speaking to himself, but everyone was doing that, right ?
"Nothing important my love." he eventually stated. "Let's enjoy the rest of the break."
She smiled and pounced on him, happy. For god sake... She was light, but he could already imagine when she would be fatter. Not today, unfortunatly. Well, it was hard to be in a relationship...
After physics, the young girl and her boyfriend went to the library in order to study. They already tried to review at Sam's house, but they were too tempted by... other and more private matter. And at Shirley's home, with her sisters, that was not possible. So, they had decided to study at the library after the class, except when the girl went to gym. Today, the couple had to review history (Shirley's weakness). However, when they sat, Barbara headed towards them and said :
"Hi guys. Sorry to interrupt but I have a favor to ask you."
Shirley smiled. She still remembered the gloomy incident of Raphaƫl's party in December, when the class delegate helped Jessy to trap her... Nevertheless, it was safer to forgive Barbara for this and move on to something else.
"I heard from Jessy who heard from Liam you were studying together in order to improve yours grades, and I wondered if you could take Kilian with you."
She showed him out, sat alone reading his history lesson.
"He's trying hard, but he has difficulties and nobody to help him. I would do it myself but I have some matter to deal with, sadly."
"Sure, tell him to come."
What ? Shirley was not convinced. Firstly "some matter to deal with" sounded like a pathetic excuse. Secondly, she agreed to help her boyfriend, but two boys with difficulties ?
"I'm not our head of the class, Barbara, I'm not sure I can handle this. And how much difficulties he had ?"
Her boyfriend gazed at her, surprised. Sorry Sam, I'm not as naive as you. There's something fishy going on. Kilian was more than discreet. He never came to the parties, never came to the soccer game and never came to gym class. During class, he never speak, and often, professor even forgot him while calling the roll. This guy was just nonexistent. Well, at least invisible. So why he suddenly needs help, uh ?
"Kilian had an overall average is F-, which means he's our last. And I asked Raphaƫl, our head of the class, to help him, but he politely declined, pretending having other matter to deal with."
Well of course the devil is too busy... Barbara did not seem to realize the irony. Anyway, Shirley could not decline with this pretext too, because she was helping Sam right now. She knew that... The class delegate was smarter than she thought.
"Fine, tell him to come. We'll study together." she eventually decided.
Kilian was a fuckin' freak. Okay Shirley, be nice. Kilian was an original teen. Firstly, he had a weird family name : De BeauchĆŖne. French origins, she guessed (she quickly checked on her phone : it meant roughly From Handsome oak, which meant nothing). Afterwards, he was mute. Well, not mute mute, but he never spoke, except for greet them. Plus, he had a frightening black eye and a plaster on his forehead. He worn a pullover moth-eaten, with sweatpants and a too tigh black jacket with the hood rode up on his head, hiding his blond hair. His face, studded with freckles, and his blues eyes, where quite dreadful. Shirley felt uncomfortable, studying with him and Sam, who was unaware of her emotions. At least, his boyfriend was taller (Kilian was 179 cm or 5ā²10ā³) and more impressive (the scary boy was weighting 55 kg or 121 pounds, which was quite disturbing). I wonder what Ms Lovely think about him... To Shirley's opinion, the boy needed to be controled. Anyway, they worked two hours, before Sam, bored, wanted to stop. The girl, too hurried by her bad intuition, agreed to leave.
"See you tomorrow Kil'." gladly said her boyfriend.
Neither she or Kilian replied. The couple left the high school and headed towards her home. Like every evening, Sam escorted her, and they enjoyed this period of calm, far away the game, as Raphaƫl was saying. However, this time, Shirley was still frighten by their schoolmate. What if he is following us ? Did the devil sent us his most powerful minion ? After all, the captain have been letting them peaceful for a long time now.
"What are you thinking hon' ?" asked Sam while patting his gurgling belly (it gurgled every two hours anyway).
"What is your opinion about Kilian ? I found him rather frightening."
"Why ? He is a twig, without muscle at all. If he attacks you, just punch him in the face, and he will faint."
"Do not worry about him. If he is a dangerous psycho, I will protect you. Okay ?"
She smiled, vaguely calmed. I hope you're right... But if it's Raphaƫl's idea, a punch in the face will not be enough against the devil himself...
Sorry for this long wait.... I honestly just forgot about posting the next part ā-ā. Anyway, this was the last Sam Chapter, because he eventually became what he wanted to be, and heās back with Shirley !! (I know sheās happy about it). However, the game isnāt finish yet... And Gregory is planning some bad things !! And welcome to Liam, our new character !! I hope youāll love him :3
