I walked down the hall to Ryan’s office as soon as I heard the bell. He had some explanation to do. The motherfucker never told me today was his birthday. I fucking got to know about if from Haley. I was thinking of chopping off his dick and dumping it in the Atlantic.
I opened the door only to see our principal Mr Dickhead, I mean Mr Dunkin sitting there across Ryan. I stopped right there with my mouth slammed shut and eyes growing to the size of a tennis ball.
He stared up and down at me with furrowed eyebrows. I didn’t know what excuse to make for just barging in like that as I owned the place. I cleared my throat, smiling at him because I had no fucking clue whether to dig a hole and fall into it or to sprint out of the school, leave the city and never come back.
"Yes?" He finally asked.
I gulped and sneaked a glance at Ryan who looked like he had seen a ghost. I was sure that he was as scared as me if not more. I gulped before opening my mouth.