Surviving Elite High

Surviving Elite High by John H Ames

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    When I dropped on my bed, I felt something inside my pants. It was Nick's phone! I took it out. I found forty-three missed calls and twenty-three texts from Allison. Nick also had over three hundred texts and calls from many other girls. I laughed at their puny attempt to contact him. His phone was on silent mode and that was the reason why I did not hear it throughout the day. I quickly opened his phone book. I was stunned. He had over eight hundred contacts. Nick had every teenager’s phone number within a fifty mile radius. He had a few sexy messages from many different girls, but no replies. I decided not to invade his privacy and placed the phone on my nightstand. I was exhausted. I slowly crawled into my bed and a few minutes later, I fell asleep.
    A buzzing sound woke me up a few hours later. I rolled on my bed and sat up. I realized that Nick's Blackberry was ringing. When I glanced at the screen, the word “House” was flashing repeatedly. I quickly answered it.
    “Hello?”
    “Hey, what's up? Did I wake you up?”
    It was Nick.
    “Nah, I was watching television,” I lied to him after glancing at the clock. It was eleven thirty. I quickly remembered Matthew. “What happened with Matthew? Did he report you?”
    “Nah! That pussy said that four guys beat him up because they tried to rob him. I just talked to Jacob. Can you believe that he apologized on his behalf?”
    “Thank God! I was so worried.”
    “You worry too much, Johnny Cake.”
    “Johnny Cake?”
    He laughed.
    “Sorry, it's just that your nickname, Johnny Boy, reminds me of a Caribbean bread call Johnny Cake. I tasted them this past summer.”
    “Oh, I see. I like that nickname!”
    “Okay, Johnny Cake. Turn off my phone and get some shuteye. If you don't, you'll get at least a million calls tonight. I'll call you tomorrow after nine so we can decide where to meet and study. Cool?”
    “Okay Nickelodeon! Good night and sweet dreams.”
    Nick chuckled again.
    “Good night to you too, Johnny Cake.”
    After he hung up, I dropped on my bed and glanced at the clock. Nick was going to call me in less than ten hours. We were going to see each other again! I was so happy. I turned off the phone and drifted to sleep.
    A small noise woke me up. I looked up. Nick was standing at the foot of my bed wearing nothing more than black pajama pants. I immediately sat up. Before I could say anything, he crawled on top of me.
    “How did—”
    Nick placed his hand on my mouth and whispered into my ear.
    “Shh! You'll wake up your mom. I had to see you again. I couldn't wait until tomorrow. I want to make you mine right now.”
    Nick leaned in and our lips met. It really was an out-of-body experience. I had never felt that shocking feeling that starts in your lips, travels throughout your entire body and rests in your heart. Once he stopped, he stared at me and touched my body.
    “I love you, John. I love you John. John…John…JOHN!
    I opened my eyes and came face to face with my mom. She was sitting on my bed with a perplexed look on her face. It was all a dream. Nick was far away from me.
    “Mom? What happened?”
    “Baby? Where did you get all that food?”
    “Oh, Nick gave it to me.”
    “Nick? Who's Nick?”
    “The guy I'm tutoring. I didn't want to take it, but he convinced me.”
    “And that phone?” she asked me as she pointed to Nick's Blackberry.
    “That's Nick phone. He lent it to me last night because he wanted to call me today so we can schedule a study session.”
    My mom nodded.
    “Okay, I need to meet Nick so I can thank him for the food, but you have to return that phone as soon as possible. We don't take anything that's not ours.”
    “Mom, I didn't steal it. He lent it to me because we don't have a house phone.”
    “I know honey, but what do you expect me to think when I find the refrigerator full and an expensive phone on your nightstand? I know that you'd never steal. I'm just making sure that you're on the

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