They call me BB aka Boy Buffy8

 "Are you gone help nigga?" the question brought me out of the clouds still high off of what happen not even 24 hours ago." imma tell Mr. Ward you aint doin shit" Kemisha said in her own fucked up special way, "ight" i finally said. Once finally got back on track and helped her the work was done in no time. Even thou i hung out with the boys(which most arent that smart) i was very smart and never got lower than a B i most classes. Normally about this time in the end of 3rd period Byrd and Chris would be trying to sneak im my class(pissing Mr. Ward off) but not today neither one came. It was kind of wierd not seeing them but i thought maybe i was just thinking to much because of what Chis and I did. I let it go as i walked into the lunch room until i started to wondering why my boy Byrd didnt come by. I guess i had gotten use to him(well them) coming by and saying something crazy or just driving Mr. Ward crazy for entertainment. The lunch time i had boring nobody i really knew was in it so i just chilled with the "girls" table and flirted a little(really tryin not to pay for my own lunch with no luck) til i noticed Brandon. Brandon was about my height brown skin tone with a low cut fade. The two thing that really stood out about him was his big as lips way too big for his face(yet somehow worked for him) and his attitude. See Brandon was a "player" not cause he was so damn fine but because he was so sure of himself(at least thats how he acted) form his looks to his dick. Honestly everytime i saw him i would look right down at his dick which he always made very visible because his Jeans were so low. His dick didnt look all that big to me but by this time i was always on this internet getting use to seeing dicks thick as cans and long as rulers all the time. Brandons dick seemed to be on semi at about 8.5( I had started to get good at peaking long enough to measure...lol.) I honestly didnt lik Brandon much because he was always talking about his dick sure im one to talk(me being bi). He had a bad habit of showing everyone his dick on his phone but i know like most of you know that there are ways to make a dick look bigger than it is. Brandon was on the football team he like most of them(at least at my school) had this thing where they played gay with eachother and anyone else that was around. Brandon was talking to some well known booper(ho) and her slut ass friends when he looked up and saw me. "say wuz up BB?" he called out with a smile as he walked(almost a sprint) pass the 3 tables that was between us. He and I were on speaking terms but no where cool enough for him to be coming up to me like that all happy and shit. "Nigga that aint my damn name" I said with the meanest mug i could give him. " Damn!!! mybad bro I thought it was cool thats what everyone else calling you" he said with a confused look on his face(mostly wondering if maybe we wasnt cool enough to call me by my nick name). I guess he got over it just enough to ask me if i wouldnt mind taking him to go pick up his check at work. I was ready say no but them he said those magic words "I'll pay for gas" "ight then meet me in the park in lot right after school nigga i aint waiting" i said with a litle bit of a attitude. He said " ight BB" almost running with that  corny ass smile on his face. The final bell rang as i slowly walked down the busy halls giving Brandon time to get to the parking lot not really wanting to have to leave his ass. I stood by my car for about 5 minutes talking to some bitch who i really didnt lik stalling a little when i finally saw Brandon running from around the building seeming to be coming from the weight room. Damn!!! i thought to myself as i saw Chris and Bryd come into view right behind him........To be continued...lol.