Chapter 1
Dylan
“Yo! Dylan My Man!” Theo’s booming voice echoed down the crowded corridor towards me.
“Did you seriously just say ‘Yo’? What is this the 1900s?” Eli shouted back at him from the other end of the corridor behind me.
“Eli! Brother I didn’t even see you! And what’s wrong with Yo? I think it’s due a resurgence.” Theo attempted to argue as he reached me and clapped me hard on the back with his bearpaw-like hand.
I ignored them both and turned back to my locker to find my calculus book instead.
These two had been my best friends since we were in diapers and despite the fact that I no longer had anything in common with the two of them – Theo was the Varsity football team's quarterback, Eli the running back, they still kept me as part of the Holy Trinity.
Yup that was the nickname we had acquired. The most blasphemous moniker possible. A stupid joke from freshman year that had somehow stuck and become known by everyone.
Why were we known as the Holy Trinity? Because we were the three most fuckable boys in school. See I told you it was blasphemous.
When I tuned back in on their conversation a minute later they had moved on to talking about Halloween plans. I would be joining in with this discussion.
Halloween is the best night of the year. No I don’t give a fuck about the free candy or even using it as an excuse to play pranks – I do that any day of the year just to add a little excitement into this dive town. No, Halloween is the best because it means I can wear a costume and either hide behind a mask or actually show my real interests. For one night of the year I can be both invisible and true to myself in this god-awful hole where everyone knows my name.
Not just my name. I’m not famous or anything. But my town is tiny. Everyone knows everyone’s names, as well as their parents, their grandparents and their second cousin's dog twice removed.
Theo, or Theodore Franklin Lincoln to give him his full name, would be hosting a Halloween party with his twin sister Kennedy. Yup their parents really are that cruel that they named all their kids after presidents. I guess they wanted to take full advantage of the Lincoln surname.
Kennedy and Theo were both seniors like me. They had an older brother Washington, or Wash for short, who was in college in New York and a younger sister who was a freshman called Mackinley. They had deliberately misspelled her name so that it looked more like a first name. Personally I thought it was kinda weird that they had somehow, if you included their surname, named their girls after the presidents who had been assassinated. I mean both girls were literally made up of two murdered presidents. But the boys were both named after two of the most popular presidents of all time. Draw what conclusions you want from that!
Their parties were immense. They were one of the few families who had money in this town - they owned a small chain of hotels across the county. This meant that they had space to host half the school and because their parents were away on business so often they also regularly had no adult supervision.
“What is the theme this year?” I asked Theo just as Kennedy sidled up beside us.
“We were going to go with a masquerade ball, until we found out that Westvale were doing that as their homecoming dance theme.” Kennedy answered before her brother could speak.
Westvale was the nearest town to us and our biggest sports rivals. Not that I gave a shit about that but it was a thing and my friends did care apparently. So I just nodded and let Theo carry on the conversation.
“So we thought maybe superheroes, cos they are pretty in vogue these days, but ultimately we thought it wasn’t dark enough so decided on heroes and villains instead. Gives the dark fuckers, like you Dylan, an opportunity to show your true selves for a night.” They all doubled over laughing at his joke. I smirked in response enjoying the fact that he was more on point than he realized.
He wasn’t wrong I could be dark as the far side of the moon, mostly cos I hated this town and everyone in it. Even those people who claimed to be my friends. They weren't as bad as the ones who spent all day everyday sucking up to me just because I was Holy Trinity though. But I had no choice but to stay buddied up to them because I knew I wasn’t destined to be one of the 1 in 50 who made it to college and out of this dump. I also didn’t have a family farm to fall back on for work once I finished high school. I might get lucky and be taken on by the logging company but chances are I would be begging Theo to set me up with a job as a bell boy at one of their hotels come graduation.
“Maybe I could go as Nurse Ratched, I’ve always thought I would look sexy in a nurse's outfit.” I deadpanned to them.
Eli was now laughing so hard he could barely breathe.
“Dude! Your legs in tights is an instant hard-on killer! How about you go as Darth Vader at least you'd be in a mask and we wouldn’t have to see your ugly mug all night!” Theo shot back at me whilst Kennedy gave him a slightly scandalized look.
“What are you talking about T? Dylan is definitely the sexiest one of the Holy Trinity.” And she blew me a kiss.
Theo made fake retching noises. “Are you sick in the head sis? Who would find that miserable sod attractive?” Then he started laughing again. “Only kidding bro. You know I would bang you in a heartbeat if the only choices were you or Eli.”
This prompted a snort from me and a choking sound from Eli as if he was actually upset by this proclamation.
“Don’t worry Eli, while Theo is bumming me we could always start a chain where I fuck you?!” I offered trying to keep my face entirely serious.
“I am just fine fucking your sister Theo.” Eli responded and blew a kiss to Kennedy who actually responded by going up on her tippy toes to kiss Eli on the cheek.
“OK jokes gone too far now.” Theo suddenly said bringing an end to things before we started on the mom jokes too. Their mom was a MILF, not that I would, that’s fucked up but I think it’s healthy to remind Theo of it occasionally just to bring him down a peg or two.
Kennedy’s best friend Nuna appeared at that moment and dragged her off into a girls’ bathroom for a debrief, whatever that means. Kennedy and Nuna were easily the fittest girls in the whole school.
Kennedy had this poker straight almost black hair that swept down her back almost to her butt. It was always so shiny, I sometimes found myself staring at the sheen of her hair to the point of mild hypnosis. She was always smiling and God her smile was beautiful – it showed off all of her bright white, perfect teeth and lit up her entire face. It also helped that she had this amazing body. I am talking thick thighs and a decent ass; tits you could grab and have the perfect amount spilling over and those little dimples on her back just above her hips that for some reason drive me crazy.
Nuna was of Cree decent and she had those classic Native American high cheekbones, huge dark eyes that seemed to bore into your soul when she looked at you and legs that went on for days. She could easily be a model, she was tall enough and her striking looks drew the attention of anyone in her vicinity. She seemed to have no idea of the effect she had on those of us with a dick though. She would just glide through the corridors like some graceful leaping gazelle and seemed to be completely oblivious to the obvious drooling her movement caused.
Out of the two of them I would go for Kennedy – those back dimples won every time!
Unfortunately bro code had kept her off limits. Except that was getting harder and harder to adhere to because she was definitely into me too now. I don't just mean what she said to Theo. In fact she had outright told me she wanted to fuck me last week – bold as day. She walked up to me before school at my locker and said the words “Dylan, you know you are hot right, I really would like to take you for a ride sometime soon.”
Like what the fuck is a guy meant to say back to that?!!!
I responded in possibly the least chill way I have ever been in my entire life. I stood there open mouthed and stared at her for a solid minute until she walked away from me giggling. Nothing. I said nothing in response to that invitation. Fuck I wanted to agree – to take her on the ride of her life. I wanted to slide my hands over her back and feel those back dimples. But Theo would actually murder me, then he would get Wash to dig up my corpse so that he had a chance to murder me a second time.
Fuck my life. Why couldn’t a fit new girl show up in town. That way I would at least have a distraction for a bit.
But as it stood that wish was basically the same as wishing for snow on Christmas if you live in Florida. Never gunna happen.
So instead I found myself trying not to fantasize about Kennedy bouncing on my cock and instead tried to come up with a costume idea for the party on Friday.
I was torn between two ideas – both villains of course but they also both had a redemption arc that I felt more closely aligned them to my own brand of evil.
I know I’m not actually evil but sometimes I feel like I am. Just because I secretly hate everyone I am supposed to be friends with. But I suppose that is what life is like for most people in small towns. You have no choice who you hang about with so you spend your whole life pretending that you like a bunch of losers who haven’t accepted how big a failure they really are yet.
