More trouble with the football jerks

Matt didn't think of himself as a coward, exactly. But he also didn't think of himself as stupid.{if missedfirstday=true}While he'd missed his first day at this school, he'd spent plenty of days being bullied at Aaron Burr in Los Angeles.{endif} So, he took a round-about path from the {if ridewithcindi=true}parking lot {else}bus{endif} to his Biology class.

He might as well not have bothered because {if missedfirstday=true} a couple of football jocks {else} Jordan and Freddy, his new football buddies{endif}, were waiting right in front of his classroom, busily flirting with Tanya and Natasha... and Karen.

"Hey guys," he said. He reached into his backpack and took out the homework he'd prepared for Karen. "Look fellows, if you need me to do your homework also, you'll have to get in line. Girls come first."

"Girls come first," {if missedfirstday=true} jock number one {else}Freddy{endif} pounded {if missedfirstday=true} jock number two {else}Jordan {endif} on the back. "You get it, Jordan. Come. Like Cum."

"I get it." Jordan shoved Matt into the wall. {if missedfirstday=true} "Stay away from the girls, asshole."{else}"I hear you've been flirting with my girls."{endif}