New Girl in School

John pulled away from the offensive meat product with an expression of disgust.

"C'mon, I didn't shove food into your face, why are you doing it to me?" He asked, somewhat frustrated with the invasive interruption to his lunch. His lunch that was made at home with love, therefore it was superior in every way. "Get that junk away. Are you sure it's actually chicken? What if it's that 'fake meat' shit they have in the stores now? What if it's someone's pet? Maybe it's Buster's little rat-dog - OW!"

The boy grabbed at his kneecap where his cousin had kicked his heel into it sharply. "Dixie's not a rat, she's a pomeranian." Buster narrowed his eyes at him, "Now stop being a pussy and eat the chicken."

John swore under his breath for a moment and rubbed at his kneecap, making sure it was still in the right place. Then he muttered an apology for insulting the tiny dog and turned back to Celi. One of her brows lifted expectantly as she still held the food out to him, no doubt feeling as though he'd gotten what he'd deserved, considering the tiny upturn in the corner of her mouth.

He heaved a sigh in defeat. "Fine, if it'll make you happy."

He opened his mouth and allowed her to feed it to him, cringing a little when it first hit his tongue. As he chewed, however, he was surprised that not only did it have some flavor, it was actually pretty decent. Maybe if he was out in town with her, he might consider eating it again. Maybe. If his mom's cooking wasn't available and he was starving.

"It's not bad." He admitted once he'd swallowed it, "I guess not everything you eat is bland, tasteless garbage." But then he cut a piece of the hamburger steak and held it out to her. "Your turn. Eat something that tastes better."

Buster hadn't missed the way Lu had looked at him when he'd commanded her to stop. Surprise was evident of course, but the way her pupils dilated, her pulse had increased, her breath had caught... she had been been turned on. He'd absolutely noticed it, as he was far more observant than his cousin seated across from them. But she was clearly trying not to show it, so he'd play along for her sake.

He'd checked his phone as she hungrily dug into his offered lunch alongside him, picking through text messages and responding to the most time-sensitive ones. One from his mom, saying she'd gone into the main office and wouldn't be home tonight but would need the house tomorrow. He quickly sent her a thumbs up emoji with a little heart. Another from his boss asking if he was free to cover a shift tonight, he responded that he'd already had 39.5 hours this week so he couldn't unless they wanted to pay him as a full-time employee.

Halfway through sending a message to his aunt asking if he could bring a friend to dinner, he'd heard John's snark about Dixie and nearly took his kneecap off without hesitation. Few things pissed Buster off, but insulting his beloved Dixie was the fastest way to get on his shit-list. But John was quick to apologize and stop being a douchebag once he'd been called out.

With that settled and Lu settling back down beside him from where she'd been ready to give John an earful, Buster dug into his lunch with her. She bumped his shoulder and gave him an appreciative smile, thanking him for delivering some kharmic retribution to John. "No problem. Someone had to do it, and I'd rather he get mad at me instead of you." He said with a wink and a grin.

A text message popped up from his aunt, letting him know that any friend of his was welcome at her home and he sent her a quick word of thanks. How someone so sweet could have produced someone as volatile as John, he'd never know, but he showed Lu the message. "Looks like we scored you a place at the table on Sunday. Mom and I will come by and pick you up. Dress casual." He suggested, taking another bite, "But keep in mind that eight out of nine Wilder kids are boys and some of them might try copping a feel."

"Also, if you want, we can start working on our science project tonight." He offered, once he'd swallowed his mouthful, "If it runs late I can make you dinner? I'm not quite as good as my aunt is, but I cook for Mom and I most nights."

If the two of them had been alone, John might've just said 'fuck it' and took her right then and there. With the way Celi had moaned, it had just about drove him clear out of his senses. His grip on his fork suddenly tightened to the point of his knuckles whitening, the utensil still frozen in the air where she'd had her lips on it. His mouth fell open in shock.

Had she really just said that?

The usually intimidating boy stared at the rosette in utter disbelief. Normally she was so shy and proper, clearly she was inexperienced... And yet she'd moaned so beautifully, then made such a lewd euphemism that it made the blood rush from his head and straight into his crotch. He was turned on and there was nothing he could do about it. Not without being seen by all the students and staff nearby.

There was no way to tell if she knew what she was doing, so he couldn't get mad about it or come up with any kind of comeback. All he could do was swallow the lump that was suddenly in his throat, readjust the way he was sitting and finish his lunch. He chanced a glance to see if anyone else had been affected by Celi's reaction.

Lu was completely unfazed, chowing down on Buster's cooking and snuggling up against him as if nothing had happened at all. For his part, the boy looked extremely uncomfortable with his eyes locked firmly on his shared lunch and his legs practically fused together. At this, John took some comfort. He knew his cousin was his rival for Celi's affection, but that Buster also liked her best friend just as much, if not more. And with Lu easily attaching herself to him, he was bound to crack and give in since he had very little self-control when it came to sex.

And ultimately, John would be the victor.

But only if he played his cards right. He realized that he had gone a little too far in insulting her food choices. She may have come from more money than his family did, but clearly she and her sister didn't have what really mattered. People who loved them.

"Hey, uh," John started awkwardly after he managed to calm himself down a little, "Sorry about the food thing. I was kind of a dick."

Buster's heart pounded in his chest and he tried as hard as he could to push his dirty thoughts out of his mind. As if he wasn't already hard enough with Celi and her moan, now her best friend was snuggled up to him with her soft, squeezable breast against his bicep. A small, barely audible whine escaped from between his clenched teeth.

They were at school. They were at school. If he lost his hold on what little self-control he had now, he'd be balls-deep inside Lu before he had the sense to find a place away from prying eyes. It's not like he hadn't fucked someone in front of other people before, but it wasn't how he wanted his first meeting with her dad to go.

He swallowed hard, closed his eyes, and tried to force his breathing to even out. "I'll have to keep that in mind." His voice sounded more calm than he felt. Especially since she was giving him subtle, yet clear permission to touch her in ways that were completely inappropriate for 'just friends'.

It made his cock throb with need, picturing Lu sprawled under him, naked and wanting. With her legs wrapped around his hips as he buried his girthy length inside her over and over, her nails digging into his back, cheeks flushed as she screamed his name.

Fuck, he needed to calm down.

Clearing his throat, he shifted uncomfortably in his seat, trying to find some sort of relief. If she was just teasing him to get him riled up, he wouldn't hold it against her. He'd take everything she was willing to dish out and he'd do it with a smile. After all, he wanted her just as much as Celi. Maybe more. Probably more, since she was enjoying his attention and responding well to it.

Still, he tried to keep his mind off of dirty thoughts so that they could get their project done. Chancing a look into her eyes, his breath caught in his throat as they locked gazes. "Um," He floundered for a moment, "Why don't we meet up at the grocery store on the corner of Sparrow and Main? We can get the stuff we'll need for dinner and for the project. How does 4:30 sound?"

So that's what she was after. John thought to himself as a little bemused smirk curved his lips upward. Granted, she probably actually was upset about him snubbing her bland food choices. But at least it wasn't going to be something that could potentially damage his chances in his pursuit of the young lady. And quite frankly, there was an easy solution.

He'd simply ask his mom to pack him a larger lunch. Pale blue eyes watched as the rosette 'snuck' some of his potato salad and popped it into her mouth happily. Subtly, he shifted his lunch slightly closer to her to indicate she could have more if she wanted. Now if he asked his mom for additional lunches, Celi wouldn't sit quite so close to him. She'd probably be in her own little personal bubble and have no reason to snuggle up to him.

A bigger lunch would be the perfect temptation during lunch.

Sunday dinners would likely become a regular habit.

And Joanna was the final, perfect bait.

Having Luce attend Sunday dinners as well would be a great way to keep Buster from trying to flirt with Celi as well. He was going to see the surfer in math class later. Maybe he'd ask her for some tips on how to win Celi over and make her his girlfriend. And perhaps she might appreciate some tips on how to wrap Buster around her little finger.

Although... she seemed to be doing just fine on her own.

Still, John could offer up some of Buster's lesser known interests. He mostly kept to himself, even when he had his flings, so most people didn't really know what he was like behind closed doors. Hell, even most of the family didn't know everything about him. But John could offer up all sorts of details about their childhood. Including embarrassing stories.

Like why his eyebrows were thicker than everyone else's, for one.

But as John was plotting the best way to help Luce win his cousin's heart - maybe it would involve a cage - he saw Celi perk up out of the corner of his eye at the mention of a shopping trip. He tried not to outwardly blanch. Shopping was not exactly on the list of things he liked to do, but he sure as hell wasn't going to let Buster escort both girls by himself around some fancy bunch of shops and win a shitload of brownie points. Hell no.

"I'll gift you a lift." John decided, offering another bite of the hamburger steak to Celi, "Luce can tag along if she wants." He'd glanced at Buster, who gave him an unimpressed look. "You want a ride too, bunny boy?" The taller boy asked, knowing it would get his cousin's blood boiling. Sure enough he'd earned a dark glare for his efforts. Doubly so, since John had waited until both girls were present before uttering the rarely-used nickname.

"I'll need to take Dixie out first." Buster's jaw was set in a hard line but he remained civil, "I'll meet you there."

A twinge of jealousy bubbled up inside Buster for a moment, but he managed to stomp it down. Logical reason dictated that John was offering both girls a lift to score points with Celi, but it still frustrated the livestreamer that his cousin was trying to get close to Lu as well. Being in competition with the Wilder for both girls would be a free for all, and push the shorter boy past his limits of patience.

If John were to win over Celi then Buster would understand. Especially since she wasn't really vibing on the same wavelength that he was. Sure, it would hurt - it always did - but he'd take it on the chin as usual. But John was a good looking guy and being an asshole didn't always deter girls. If John started hitting it off with Lu as well...

That just wasn't going to fly.

People would likely question his sanity, but he'd fight John if he overstepped any boundaries. It was an irrational reaction, he knew, but for whatever reason, he just couldn't stand the idea of some other guy going for Lu. It wasn't as though HE had any say in her love life, so he had no business getting bothered over it. She was her own girl and had every right to do anything she wanted with whoever she wanted, and there was nothing wrong with that.

But it still bothered him.

The bell rang, signaling the end of the lunch period as he took the offered bite from Lu's fork. He downed it and offered his hand to help her up. "C'mon, I'll walk you to gym class." Buster said, then pulled her to her feet with a smile, "Maybe if I'm lucky, you'll be on my team."