You slept like a log.

Sleep is much easier after getting your rocks off twice with Heather. You head barely hits the pillow and your mind recounts the night's actions before you have dropped into unconsciousness.

In the morning you awake refreshed and eager to get about your day. Excited to see your new girlfriend Rebecca at school and even a bit keen to see Katherine as well. There’s just something about her watching you and Rebecca that sticks in your mind. You have to admit you are also a little bit nervous to see your sister Heather around the house knowing what the two of you got up to in her bed last night. Your cock throbs in your school pants as that memory comes back to you.

In the kitchen, your parents are busy getting themselves ready for work. Your Dad is dressed in his business shirt and tie, drinking his coffee as he reads this mornings paper at the small sit up bar build into your kitchen counter. Your Mom is just finishing a tall stack of pancakes for you and Heather that she places on the kitchen table before heading off to get some syrup for the table. Your sister, dressed in Arabian style baggy pants and oversize jumper, doesn’t show the slightest bit of interest in you as you sit down in your seat opposite her. Her face buried in the screen of her cell phone.

You help yourself to the pancakes and syrup deciding to ignore your sister just like she is doing to you. You are finishing off a pile of four when you Mom asks your sister about her plans for the day.

“Are you going to college today honey?” she asks. Heather isn’t what you call the most dedicated of students and the freedoms college allow hasn’t been conducive of her scoring a perfect attendance in her first semester.

“No, I thought I might give it a miss today,” Heather tell your Mom, “I've got a bit of a sore throat today.”

At that Heather meets your eyes for the first time that morning. A knowing look veiled within her comment.

“Oh, I hope you’re not getting sick,” your Mom replies, her maternal nature kicking in and not realising there’s a subtext to the conversation.

“No, I think I just swallowed something wrong last night.”

At that you are **** to cough also as the last piece of your pancakes goes down the wrong pipe.

After that Heather goes back to ignoring you and you have to get ready for school anyway.

Your dad drops you off to your school on his way to the office so that you are there approximately fifteen minutes before the buzzer goes for the first period. You grab your books and file from your locker and go off in search of Rebecca. You manage to track her down at Carla’s locker, the girls engrossed in watching an unfolding scene between Katherine and your friend Michael.

“Hey,” you say as a way of greeting.

“Watch this,” Rebecca tells you quickly as she wraps her arm around your back, not taking her eyes off the drama.

You arrive just as Katherine is finishing off tearing strips into Michael. You know it’s almost certainly to be due him flapping his gums about what he claimed happened between them after the ball.

The air is cut with a loud ‘crack’ as Katherine slaps Michael right in front of everyone and turns and makes her escape to the nearest female toilets. Carla immediate goes to follow her friend for emotional support. Rebecca stays with you just long enough to give you a tender kiss and say sorry that she has to go as well. You understand completely and tell her to go look after her friend.

With the girls disappeared Michael sees you and makes his way over to you. His face is red from the slap as well as the embarrassment.

“Can you believe these girls? Your give ‘em some cock and they go mental, am I right?” he tries to say to you.

“We both know that’s complete bullshit and never fucking happened,” you say with disgust and walk off from him without another word. Your contempt for him, or any guy that tries to spread baseless rumours about any girl, complete.

You decide to head on to your first class knowing that you have Accounting with Katherine just after that in the second period and can see how she’s doing then.