Get ready for school...

I decide to ignore the noise as I need to focus on getting ready for school, if I was even more late, my parents would kill me! Besides, it was probably just the wind, I think to myself unconvincingly. Despite the nagging notion that I should have seen what it was, I know that I need to focus on school, and so I head into the bathroom.

I stand in front of the mirror as I begin my "morning routine," of sorts. I lavish gel into my hair then comb it, pushing it back to layer it, I end with a blow dryer to avoid it looking greasy and to give it a natural messy look. I grab a washcloth from underneath the sink and wet it with slightly cold water, I rub it deep into the skin of my face, making sure to clean every part of it. If I ever got acne, I would never leave the house. I brush my teeth before making my way into my bedroom to get dressed. I pick out a tight fitted black tank top to show off my muscles with a pair of athletic shorts that perfectly fit to show off my ass. I don't know why ladies can't keep their eyes off a guys ass, I thought to myself, but whatever works I guess. I head back into the bathroom to look in the mirror, checking to make sure everything looks good. I can't help but grin as I admire myself, if only everyone could be blessed to be as hot as me, I thought smugly.

I walk out of the bathroom, content with how I look for the day. I put my computer in my bag then grab my phone and wallet before rushing out of my room. As I step into the hallway, I accidentally run into my younger brother, Jack. He should already be at school, what the hell is he still doing here? I think to myself.

Jack is a quiet kid, usually always keeping to himself, he likes to read and write, even play a little piano once in awhile, I will sometimes drag him to a party with me if mom forces me to, but he always ends up standing in a corner by himself. I honestly pity him, he's so inexperienced, never putting himself out there to make new friends or meet new people, must be why he's still a virgin, he never did well with women. He doesn't focus much on his appearance, he has a slender frame and slightly pale skin, but he has a certain cuteness about his face, with his perfectly quaffed light black hair, that screams boy-next-door ; he's one of those hopeless romantics if I had to use a word to describe his love life, if it even existed. I can imagine that us moving must've taken the hardest toll on him, he doesn't do well with change, especially after all the bullying he went through last year...

"What are you still doing here, you should've been at school hours ago?!?" I say sternly as my eyes narrow into a glare.

"I-...I know... I just woke up late and missed the bus... I'm sorry." He says while blushing profusely, he looks at the floor in shame.

I wonder why he's so flustered, but it doesn't really matter to me now, we both need to get to school as soon as possible.

"I'll give you a ride, just don't tell Mom that we were both late, she'd kill us." I say sternly. He nods in affirmation and follows me out of the house. The weather outside being dreary, storm clouds filled the sky and I could tell it was about to rain soon, a cold chill ran through the air and I rushed into the warmth of my car ; Jack hurriedly followed behind me, I could see him shivering as I turned the car on.

"Buckle up, the last thing I need is for Mom to throw a fit if you get hurt." I say nonchalantly. He tries to buckle his seat multiple times to no avail, each time his hand going slightly left or right, his body too cold to keep straight ; I chuckle slightly at my brother's misfortune.

"Need a hand?" I ask before leaning over him to help him with his buckle. The car is extremely tight, so I can't help but grind into his body as I work to put the buckle in, but then I notice... he has an erection, it presses up against my waist, I can feel it grind against me every time I move, and I could tell from his expression that he knew I had caught him.

"I-...I-...I just..." Jack stammers, trying to say something to break the tension, his face turns red and he freezes in his seat.

"It's fine, every guy gets them at your age, you could literally be staring at a tree and pitch a tent, happens to me all the time." I say with a humorous tone, chuckling as I sit back into my seat, pull out of the driveway, and drive towards the school.

We arrive at the school and I take some time to park before we walk together to head inside. On our way to the entrance, as we pass by the football field, I notice a group of guys wearing sports jackets go under the bleachers, I immediately assume they're the jocks. I remember in the back of my head that I'll need to sign up for tryouts later, as I planned on joining the Football team again. This time will be different... I thought to myself.

Maybe I could afford a little detour, besides, I need to make some new friends and they seem popular, I think to myself. However, I also know that I need to head inside to begin the day, I'm already extremely late and who knows how much trouble I'll be in if I'm any later.