Ugh, school is over. It means I have to go back to this dull home.

Trust me, I'm not a big fan of school either that's why I mostly skip classes but going home is just worse...

Home...a home everyone dreams to be in but I don't dream to be in. Yeah, I live in a mansion. There are some maids and we all have our own butler's in my house. My parents are popular and they are known but I make sure to stay far away from that lifestyle. I don't want that life.

I'm the youngest son of four sons. Yeah, sucks really. The youngest is mostly abandoned but at least it means less glory for me.

It would be easy to say I'm a dirty rich teenage guy but I'm not just that. I have quite a reputation for other stuff. No one knows I'm rich as I don't brag about it and I don't give two f**ks. Why would I? It's not like the others at school care much more either.

Being rich is just lonely. I have no real friends and I hate my life basically. I like acting like nothing is wrong with me but it really isn't.

I smoke and sometimes I smoke weed too especially at parties. I also sell drugs. Why? It's not because I want to. Yeah, I earn dirty cash but it's better than being stuck at home in such a ridiculous luxurious home where I don't belong.

So, who am I really? Well, I'm Ethan White, otherwise known as the school's bad boy. It's ridiculous I know. I don't even beat up people or bully others. I couldn't care less about that. I know other guys that are worse than me in that regard.

It's just because I don't do my homework, I smoke, I skip classes and sell drugs that people see me as this kind of bad boy. No one wants to be near me. It's pathetic and lonely but I'm used to it. I own it. It's still better than back home.

Nothing works for me. My life is just some dull place where I have no reason to be in.

As bad as the reputation of being a bad boy isn't cool, it's better than being known for being wealthy. No one needs to know one of the Whites sons had the guts to go to a public school.

Yeah, I go to Rochester High a public school instead of the private one my older brothers went to. It's my way to get away from them and from this wealthy life.

I don't want to be poor, I just want to live a life in peace without the media on me. Thank god my parents don't care about me. They are always on business trips and no one cares about the youngest son that goes to a public school.

So yeah, I don't get on the news outlet despite my bad behaviour. I'm sure my parents would be disappointed in me if they found out I sell drugs but what would that change? They already do not like me all that much.

Enough about that life, school is over and it means going back home. Though, I have an idea in mind. They won't mind if I arrive late, would they? I need to sell the drugs I got given the other day.

Eh, I might as well take some and smoke. Besides I need some.

I go to my usual place behind the three and get surprised once I see Emery waiting there. I thought she had a game. Oh well, guess I'm not the only one that needs a smoke.

"Hey, a bit risky what you're doing there aren't ya?" I smirk as I get behind the tree. I take out my pack of cigarettes.

"Oh shut up and give me the smoke."

"What is getting on your nerve like that?" I smirk.

"None of your business." She says harshly.

"Is it that Makayka girl?" I smirk.

"Oh great, now the whole school is on my case now..." She says annoyed.

"What is it between you two? She seems to like you quite a lot."

"Ethan, why do you care?" She says coldly.

"Eh, you're right I don't care but it's fun teasing ya."

"Just give me my cig. I don't have time for this."

"Fine, fine."

I give her a cig and lent her my lighter. She lights it and then hands it to me. I do the same and we both start smoking.

"Seriously, it's not that I care but everyone thinks it's strange Makayla isn't with her boyfriend of hers all that much. Do you know why?" I smirk.

"What does that have to do with me?"

"Oh come on, she keeps talking to you. Don't tell me you're not gonna do something about it."

"Why would I tell you?" She says coldly.

"Try me, I don't care remember?"

"She keeps bothering me. She says she's being nice but I think something's off."

"Something's off?"

"Yeah, I don't know if I'm imagining it but it seems like she's flirting with me."

"Isn't that what you like? It's right up your alley right?" I smirk through my drag of smoke.  She takes a drag too.

"The hell Ethan, I'm not going for someone that's straight and in a relationship."

"You're not denying that you might be interested in her," I smirk.

"Ethan, you're a jerk you know that?"

"And I own it." I smile proudly as I take a drag of my cig.

"Wow, somehow that's worse." She says in her usual annoyed tone.

"Yeah, so is there really a cheating thing going on?"

"You talking about Maverick and Makayka?"

"Yeah, rumours spread and something they are both cheating and if you didn't know you're part of that."

"Wow, rumours on me again. Geez, that girl is straight, she's annoyingly nice but she can't be looking for a hookup. She's head over heels for Maverick."

"Are you sure of that?" I smirk.

"Ugh, you're annoying."

"I say, try to flirt with her back."

"Why? I'm not creating a cheating scandal."

"What? It'll be fun! You say she's flirting with you. If you flirt back you'll know what's her intentions!"

"Somehow I'm not sure I trust you."

"Come on, it's strange enough that Maverick talks to that Charlie kid and Makayla talks to you. Who knows they might be both gay."

"You're crazy."

"I'm delusional that's it," I smirk and she rolls her eyes.

We continue to smoke in silence for a few minutes before Emery starts the conversation again.

"Hey, I know I don't care and you don't either but what about you? Other than this whole bad-boy persona, you hook up too?" Oh...That's a touchy subject...Eh, I have to play it cool.

"Oh, so now you're interested in me?" I smirk.

"I have no interest in even remotely touching you an itch." Perfect! She put the spotlight on her instead of me.

"Didn't think about that but it's even better," I smirk.

"Stop changing the subject. It's annoying you keep talking about my love life, what about yours? You seem to have none." Ouch...How can she be that close to the truth like that?

"Oh, I hook up from time to time that's it."

"Which girls in the right mind would hook up with you?" If she knew it's not the girls but me...?

"Now, that's mean. Lots of girls are interested in me by the way." I pretend to be offended.

"Are you sure about that? I don't see any around you?" I think about a girl that could possibly like me and I think about that new transfer girl I played in P.E. with. She's cute, yeah, I'll use her as an example.

"Well, you know the new transfer student?"

"Yeah, Camilla?" She says confused.

"Well, I think she likes me."

"She likes you. Damn, she needs to get far away from you."

"Why should she?"

"You're this humongous bad influence and she's this sweet shy girl. It doesn't match together."

"What's with you and accusing me like that?!" I try to sound offended but fail and end up laughing.

"I'm just being the bold one and saying what others are scared to say."

"Wow, ok." I continue laughing and she stares at me annoyed as she finishes her cigarette.

"Well, I have to go now or else I'll be doomed."

"Uss that perfume I gave you the other day!"

"I smell like smoke again?" She says in disbelief.

"Yes," I smile.

She puts some of the perfume on and she leaves.

Gosh...that was close. As if my life wasn't bad enough I have another problem. I can't get it on. What on? Well, I can't get hard when it comes to sex and I don't know why.

I've loved a few girls in the past and I tried to hook up with them but it never worked because I couldn't get it up. How embarrassing.

Every other guy has already lost their virginity even if they are 16 and 15, then there's me that is still a virgin because I can't get it on.

It's so embarrassing! It ruins everything! I've tried porn and it doesn't work! I've tried doing the act but it never worked. It was as if I wasn't in it. I wasn't interested or something.

I just really badly want to be like the other guys and not be an embarrassment! Why can't I find boobs exciting or girls exciting?!

Ok, this might seem like I'm gay but trust me it's not the case.

I've tried gay porn as f**ked as it and it was...nothing. It was as if it wasn't getting me sexually excited. It feels like nothing turns me on.

Once at a party, I tried sucking a guy's dick and yeah, I kissed a guy him too but it's as if it didn't interest me.

I figured then I didn't like guys and I wasn't gay but I think there's more to that. It's like I like the idea of kissing a girl but doing more was...a turn-off.

I even tried while high and it was without luck. I was a bigger loser. I've done everything except the final act. How can I if I can't get turned on?

For now, I have decided to give up. It's not like people are interested in dating me right now and even if I get myself a girlfriend or a boyfriend, I know they'll want to do it and I can't bring myself to embarrass myself again.

Oh well, I better go do my usual deed with the drugs and be forced to go back home.

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After my usual deed, I arrive dreadfully in my huge house.

I click the button to call so they let me in.

Yeah, we are so rich we have a machine that opens the door to only those accepted in the house. Besides it's my parent's way to protect us, all that because of an accident one of my brothers did a few years ago.

Someone answers my call and I'm not surprised to hear my butler's voice.

"Good afternoon, to who am I speaking?"

"It's Ethan of course."

"Ah, Ethan, you're welcome to come in."

The huge gate opens and I get in. Not long after I'm greeted by a middle-aged man and there's no doubt that's my butler, Mr. Richmond.

"Ethan, your brother was worried you wouldn't come home." He's talking about Tyler, isn't he? Why's he here? Why does he care about me?

"He could've texted me if he was worried about me."

"Ethan, don't be mean."

I get in and get rid of my shoes.

"It's not my fault my own brother doesn't care about me all that much."

"Don't say that Ethan. Your brother cares about you a lot."

"If he did, he would text me or something, jerk." My butler gets surprised by my language.

"Don't say such words."

"Yeah, yeah. It's not like you care."

I ignore him and go up the luxurious stairs. I sure as hell know where I'm going right now.

As soon as I'm on the third floor, I go to my destination, the gym. Yes, I go here whenever I need to steam off some frustration. Not only drugs help sometimes.

I put on my boxing gloves and start kicking some hits on my punching back. It doesn't take me long to get rid of my shirt and remain shirtless. I hit some more till I suddenly hear someone talk to me. Oh great, it's my brother, Tyler White.

Of course, it couldn't be anyone else. My parents are busy on a business trip who knows where?

My oldest brother Ryan White is busy completing his law degree at the best university near here. He just turned 22. Normal, he's the heir to my dad.

My second brother Dylan is studying abroad to be a doctor. He's just 20 damnit! Sure he'll become 21 this year but he's too serious for his own good. I haven't seen him since Christmas and I'm glad I don't.

Tyler White, the brother in front of me, he's in his senior year. He'll turn 18 this summer and I'm pretty sure he's looking into becoming an entrepreneur.

Then, there's me the youngest in his sophomore year and the embarrassment of the family.

"Woah, what's got you so frustrated? Did a girl break your heart?" He says in his usual annoying mocking tone.

"Why are you here Tyler?"

"What? I'm allowed to be in my house right?"

"Aren't you supposed to be at your girlfriend's or something?"

"Actually she's here. She's just taking a shower because we got a good sweet sexy time together." Why is he teasing me that way? So annoying.

I stop hitting my punching back and remain all sweaty.

"I don't need to know all that information you know?"

"Why not? Why should I hide my business? Does it bother you?" He smirks.

"Go back to your girlfriend, I'm sure she needs you," I say annoyed.

"Yeah, yeah I get it you don't want to see me."

"Exactly."

He leaves smirking and I resume hitting my punching bag. Gosh, I hate my life.

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It's Wednesday morning and I already smoked with my smoke buddy Emery. Now, I'm
heading to English class.

"Hey, I'm surprised to see you this morning." I turn around and see the school's president Alexis Jones.

"What do you want?"

"I'm just surprised. I thought I would have to report your absence as it's usually the case." She says with her dominating smile.

"Well, as you can see it's not the case,"  I say annoyed.

I ignore her and leave in the direction of the class. Then, I get in and others look at me as if I were an alien. Of course I usually never come to English class but who are they to care? I do my own business.

Through, this time I notice two familiar figures. One of them is Dakota I believe? I know her name is Dexie but she said to call her Dakota. Anyways, she was the girl with whom I partnered on Monday and the other is the new transfer girl, Camilla.

It's no surprise they are sitting next to each other. I believe they are friends already. They seemed close yesterday in P.E. Am I crazy enough to sit next to them? Why do I want that? I never sit next to people. Oh, screw it, they were nice to me.

I sit down next to Camilla and she looks at me shyly. She's blushing. Is she blushing at me?

"Hey, you actually sit down next to us this time." The Dakota girl says and I can feel stares at me but I choose to shrug it off.

"Yeah, I figured why not? You were cool last time and Camilla, I'm surprised you're in this class and not in one of the popular kids?" I play it cool and she blushes some more.

"I'm glad I'm in this class too."

Suddenly, Dakota says something to her in her ear. Camilla looks embarrassed but leans closer to me.

"Um...I don't want to sound too straightforward but...I was wondering if you're single...?" She says nervously and then smiles shyly. So, she likes me after all?

"Yeah, I am." I smile at that.

I'm surprised she dares to say that despite my reputation but then again she's new to this school, she doesn't know. It's just fun for now.

"Oh, cool..." She says nervously and I smile at her. Dakota looks at us suspiciously but I shrug it off. I'm sure she's behind this.

I might be playing it cool but those two girls are the first ones to dare talk to me. I think I like that despite my boring dull life that I hate. It makes it more lively and more bearable.

Though I'll be honest here, Camilla is cute. I know I said I'll lay low but for once someone has caught my eye and not in a sexual way oddly enough.