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In every school there are the popular kids. Nothing new. Then there is the entourage who does everything told to them to experience a piece of their benevolence. Nothing new.
And it`s nothing new that there are the kids who`re normal, the kids who nobody likes and finally the victims. The victims won`t tell their future children how horrible their schooltime was. They won`t tell of the beatings, the pushing into lockers and the humiliation.
They just won`t.
But that`s one of the reasons it never will change. In no school. Ever.
But then there exists a certain school where it`s different. Of course there are the populars, the averages and the victims but here apply other rules. The rules of the game. Nobody in this school knows who`ve begun the game. Nobody cares.
The most important is: You have to play. There is no way you can decide to ignore the game. Of course there are always stupid little newcomers who don`t want to. Always.
But the “squad” eleminates them quickly. Don`t worry, they don`t die. It`s just that after the squad hunted and catched them they`re either never seen again or they play along. Nobody of them talks about what happened.
And the second rule is to never tell a teacher. No adult must discover this game. The consequences aren`t nice.
And finally we come to the participants, the students. When the freshmen are new they`re looking forward to the most “amazing” time of their lives. When they get the “paper” their dreams rapidly chatter.
Hello little fool and welcome to D.E. High school.
You were the popular jock in you`re previous school? Forget it. You were the glamorous girl with the newest cothes? Forget it. You were the poor kid which everybody disliked. Forget it.
Forget everything and welcome to your new live. Here it doesn`t matter what you`re family does to earn their money, it doesn`t matter that you are beautiful or ugly. It doesn`t matter because it has nothing to do if your future in this high school will be hell or heaven. The only thing that matthers is that you play along.
That means no talking about the game. To nobody. It means when and they mean when you get the message it begins. Don`t worry freshblood you`ll see what`s meant with “the message” when the time comes...
So now to the game. It`s nothing like the games you`ve played before nevertheless you have cards. At least digital cards. It`s way to hard to explain how many cards exists but the most important are explained below. So they suggest you to find one of the sophomores who will explain the rest to you even if they doubt they will do it for free.
The numbers indicate you`re rank. The higher the better (0 to 10):
1) The mouse: Stay safe little rodent or you will get eaten from the cat.
2) The cat: You can eat the little mouse or do as you please but be careful of the big bad wolf.
4) The wolf: The wolf lives in a pack but don`t forget who`s your master.
Special cards:
5) Little angel:You`re better than them but you`re such a nice innocent thing. So be nice to everybody but don`t forget there`s always the devil.
8) Devil: You hate them and love your god.
10) Phoenix: Simply you can do everything and all.
Now you could ask why they`ve decided to play this game with you as a victim. But did you ask yourself why there exist social castes even if people praise their equal rights.
Did you ask yourself why a white women gets the job even if her more clever counterpart is branded as useless.
Did you ask yourself why women get raped and beaten and abused even if people claim that they care for them.
Did you ask yourself why a person goes for twenty years into prison because they helped to reveal a govermental scandal while rapists and child abusers get a year and then continue to murder?
It`s because there doesn`t exist equality. And it never will. I hope you don`t think that magically it exists here. There`s no such thing. It`s just that the prey can become the predator and the predators can lick their feet.
Maybe the victims stay the victims. You`ll see.
So after telling you everything and nothing have fun in you`re new life.
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Louis strides out of the cafeteria. He smirks when he sees all the people who fearfully step out of his way. He sees how his entourage flanks him right and left. He just loves his life.
When he was a freshman in this school he really thought this was bullshit. There couldn`t be a way that more than 2500 students played along in this ridiculous game. But only after a week he learnt it the hard tour. He didn`t step out of the way of this really scrawny kid.
“You have two seconds to go out of the way of the companion or I sent you to the nurse.” After Louis just laughs he really found himself in the nurses office. She was a lovely women, told him that she couldn`t explain it to herself why so often kids got sent to her.
“Even the big jocks come more often than not.”, she said, “And when a teacher talked with the students nobody told anything.”, she sounded a bit exasperated while spraying something on Louis` arm.
But Louis learnt out of his stupidity. At first he observed the others. All the freshmen and new students have the so called no rank. That means that they get mostly ignored if they don`t try to revolte or anything.
He saw Ashton from his old school. He was the ever popular kid who bullied everybody who was smaller than him. His mouth was bigger than his brain. After he spit at one of the wolves he was in hospital for over a week.
After that he looked like he wanted to run away and hide.
Then there was Perrie. Perrie was beautiful. Her soft blond hair fraimed her big eyes and her petite stature was everything men wanted. Or women in this case.
She sat in the middle of the cafetaria at the fresmen`s table when a girl approached her. “I`m Danielle”, she said, ”And I`ve decided that you`ll be my fille.” The french word sounded weird.
But Perrie had no time to say anything. With a confused look the girls behind Danielle grabbed her and dragged her out of the cafeteria. Nobody dared to say a word, nobody stopped them. The rumors after that where quite different but every one had the same meaning. Perrie got fucked. She was Danielle`slut.
Louis wore from then on only hoodies to hide his features. For one, he now knew that it didn`t matter if you were a female or male and secondly if you were pretty you didn`t live long. And he was pretty. He had the delicate form of a girl with the softest hair which looked like caramel in the sun and the bluest eyes with little darker sprinkles in them.
And then his first game started. In the middle of math he suddenly heard how different phones started to vibrate. The teacher complained about the school rules but didn`t get as far as a sentence before everybody stood up and the mess began.
He gained the card of a cat. He learnt the rules to always stay down but suddenly he had some friends. The scrawny kid which was prior the companion (7) was now also a cat. But he didn`t behave differently from the other cats. He didn`t thought he was better than them. Not like before. “I`m just Justin.”, he greeted Louis.
They`ve become friends. The time it lastet it was nice.
But when after five months the second game begun Louis got the special card of the whispering ghost (no rank), it ended. With his card he was allowed at almost every table in the cafetaria and nobody bothered him. One the other side he wasn`t allowed to talk to them. He was like everybody`s ghost.
One the one hand he hated this card. He had no friends over a year and something in him just begun to feel wrong. He could see all the harassment, all the bullying, all the sex all the worshipping. He began to love it.
And he wanted to have this power. He didn`t live in an illusion that if he should get the phoenix he would change the rules. No he wanted the power to reign over these patethic people. He wanted make them kneel before him like he had done.
When he thought about his past he just wanted it so much more.
And now he had it. He was the phoenix. He had the power after three years. He learnt so much in this time.He learnt how to fuck, he learnt that you`re friends are only you`re friends for so long.
And now they had to bow before him.
“Hey Louis, I heard there is a new kid. He`s fairly pretty.”, a voice from his left says with a grin. It was Bitch 1. He didn`t bother to learn their names even if he fucked with a few of them.
Bitch 2 tells him then that the new kid looks like the most innocent thing in the world. “Can you give him to me when you`ve finished with him? Pleaaase.”, she pouted and her red lips just looked so much bigger.
Louis stopped. The ever staying smirk still on his lips.
“If he`s a good fuck I`ll use him a bit more.”, he laughs and the four bitches laugh with him.
“Did anybody tell him the rules?”, he asks to the girls. Bitch 3, no wait her name was Perrie, answers:
“He`s here like one week and got the sheet from them. And I think your companion Ashton told him everything.”, she pauses and thinks a bit, “ok maybe not everything but the things he has to know. He`s currently waiting in your room.”
Louis nods satisfied and turns away. He doesn`t want to look at her any longer. Her hair was now limp, her eyes dull and the make up seemed to be everything which kept her from falling apart. He had no pity with her. No.
He takes long steps in the direction of his room. They hurry to follow him. He had to endure it all just like her. He never had to spread his legs for anybody but he had done so much more.
“Just do it mon chéri. Je sais que tu me veux faire contente.“, he shudders at the memory.
He shakes his had, tells the bitches to meet him tomorrow in the cafeteria and enters his room.
It`s as big as a classroom but the furniture is completely different. There are dark red curtains in front of the windows and dark wooden cupboards along the walls. A couch and a coffee table stand in the middle of the room. A couch where currently a very stiff kid sits.
“Ahhh, hello and welcome in Dead End Highschool.”, he says before coming closer. He only stops when he`s sitting next to the kid.
And wow, the bitches haven`t lied: He`s beautiful. Blond hair frames his face. It`s obviously died but it lets everything look just so much more beautiful. Soft locks fall into his eyes. They`re big and round like a girls with thick eyelashes. Shouldn`t he know it better he would think they`re artifical.
And this beautiful lips which are currently trembling look so delicious. Louis smirks. Oh he will enjoy to use this kid. Maybe he will try and not break him, maybe not.
He moistens his lips before he begins to speak.
“So what`s your name amant.”, he thinks the kid gets a heart attack but finally he answers. And oh god that voice are like bells.
“N…Niall Horan.”, Nothing more.
“And Niall Horan, do you know why`re you`re here?”, he leans a bit to Niall, not touching nevertheless he can feel the heat radiating from the kid.
He nods before thinking better of it and shaking his head. Then he crunches his nose up which just looks adorable and Louis has to calm down to not ravish the kid right here and now.
“So I believe you know the rules of this school Niall. I will fuck you.”, he chuckles at the exasperated look on the kid`s face.
“I will fuck you and there`s now way you could escape me, amant. But don`t think I`m the cruelest person on earth. I give you the chance to decide for yourself after this day.
So if you`re a good fuck and I like it I can either keep you. That would mean you`re under my protection and no other boy or girl will fuck you in this time or you can decide that I shouldn`t fuck you.”
He knows that he not really gives the kid a chance. But with that face he wouldn`t survive the next week.
“What happens when I don`t want to be y…our…your fuck.”, Louis is surprised that the boy could open his mouth and is not running away out of sheer fear.
Oh it`ll be fun breaking him.
“Oh amant, you now that there are so many who would love to fuck you, right? They would use you in the restroom in the cafetaria. They would rip you open and let you bleed out.” metaphorical of course he wants to add but doesn`t. He enjoys too much the look on Niall`s face.
“I… I don`t want th…this. I don`t…”, Niall stands up and slowly backs away in the direction of the door.
“Niall if go through that door I swear to you that I will let them fuck you and I will watch and everyone will watch.” There is so much venom in his voice that Niall doesn`t doubt, not even for a second, his threat.
He stops. His lithe body in a weird pose. Little tears are forming in his eyes. Oh boy, Louis thinks, if he`s now almost crying how will it be after I took that pretty little ass.
But it doesn`t matter. It doesn`t matter that Niall begins to cry when Louis lays him down on the couch and slips down the trousers. Nothing matters.
He gets the lube and pries the smooth legs apart. A flacid cock is nestled between brown curls.
“Maybe you should shave youself”, he mumbles to himself before pouring some lube on his fingers. Nial squeaks when one finger enters him. He grips the cushions at his sides and lifts his shin in the direction of the ceiling. He doesn`t want to watch what happens to him.
He feels how salty tears roll along his temples and into his hair, he feels how somebody touches him where nobody touched him before.
This is rape.
A second finger enters him and it begins to hurt.
This is rape.
And a third and now it really hurts but Louis doesn`t stop. He continues to scissor him and after mere ten minutes he removes his fingers. He pulls a condom over his dick and coats it with some more lube. Then he wipes his hand on Niall`s shirt. He positions his dick at the entrance but stops before he pushes in.
He looks at the innocent crature under him. The hair blond like an angels and his cheeks are rosy from crying. He knows this will hurt.
If Niall wouldn`t have looked to the ceiling he would`ve noticed the short pained expression on Louis face. The shortest moment of weakness.
But then Louis remembers the voice again:
“Louis, mon petit princesse. Je sais que tu peux faire ça. Tu dois écouter. “ And he shoves in. He noticed that his anger got the better of him when he hears the high pitched cry. Ok probably the whole school could hear the cry.
Instead of apologizing he just leans forward situazes himself just a bit deeper in that tight heat and places one hand over Niall`s mouth.
“It`s ok when you cry or moan or whatever but please keep you vocals a bit more quiet amant.” When the teary eyed teenager nods he lifts his hand, the boy gasping a bit.
“So I assume you`re a virgin amant. Then I`ll be gentle if you`re good.” And he starts to move out.
Holy fucking shit. The kid is tight. He shudders and thrust backs in. Seeking to go a bit deeper. He really tries to rein his lust but the kid just feels so good. He finds a rhythm which isn`t that fast but neither slow. The kid had stopped crying but his cock is still flacid. Louis could change that but he enjoys it way too much to care.
And after ten minutes or so he releases into the condom. His hair is in a messy fringe and everybody who sees him will know that he had sex not a minute ago.
But that`s the plan. Everybody can know that he fucked the kid that he`s planning to fuck the kid again.
He eases his now rapidly softening dick out of the tight heat and disposes the condom. He shoves one hand through his hair and throws a look at the kid. He didn`t tear. That is good.
Then his gaze wanders to the kid`s face. His lips repeat the same words over and over.
“This is rape.”
At least he doesn`t cry anymore, Louis thinks and steps back to the couch. When Niall feels a shadow over him he stops his chanting.
“Listen kid. You have this day to decide if you want to stay my fucktoy. If you decide against it I won`t touch you but I won`t protect you either. Your decision.”, Louis looks into the not so blue eyes anymore.
When the kids lips only wobble he sighs.
“Don`t be such a baby. This is how it works. I can tell that you`re more than shocked but do you know what: Nobody cares. You probably were the kid who everybody liked and all the girls wanted to go out with. Hell, you`re probably don`t even like dick but I tell you what.”, Louis leans a bit over, his hands in his waists,
“If you want to survive the last year of highschool you should play this rules. If you don`t like your current position I suggest you become the phoenix.”
Louis grabs into his pocket and retrieves his smartphone. When he shows it Niall the blonde can see a golden phoenix which is currently spying fire. Hundreds of men are kneeling below him. In the right corner of the phone a black “ten”. Then he pockets its away.
“One day. Remember.” And then he`s gone. It`s in the middle of class but he just walks in. The teacher doesn`t ask him where he was. They never ask. Neither do they write him down or inform his parents.
And the next hour he listens how slavery was wrong but not so wrong because without slaves their economy would`ve broken down and so on. Their homework is to write a 500 words essay which describes the positive effects of slavery. Then the bell rings and Louis can finally go.
But not before he tells a wolf he should tell the genius to write him his homework till Thursday.
“Of course Louis.”, he forms a fist with his right hand and lifts it in front of his body. Then he shakes it two times before he bumps it on his left and then right collarbone. It`s called the wolfs howling. It`s like their show of submission.
Louis likes it. He doesn`t know when it started but a junior told him in his sophomore year that it didn`t gave a time where it didn`t exist. Of course that can`t be true but the people here are extremely primitive.
It`s the same with them. Yeah nobody could answer who they were. Was it one person or a group.
They`re magic, they`re the devil, the`re the government. And the most popular one: They`re god.
Louis rolled his eyes and earned a slap. It sent him flying to the ground.
“Lesson one little shit: Never question a person with a higher rank.” Louis didn`t forget the lesson.
Louis comes back to reality when the wolf leaves with a last nod. He doesn`t has any other classes for the day so he decides to go home.
When he leaves the school ground he walks instead of taking the bus. They live in a really big town. One of the most interesting ones in America. Everybody comes here to pursuit their dreams. Most of them shatter.
If you don`t find a job you have to take the shitty ones the rich offer you. And that means hard work. That means working 48 hours per week and nearly no payment.
It means that the rich get richer and the poor get poorer. But not in his school. The boys or girls who come from a rich background are no more worth than the number on their phone.
And that`s what Louis really enjoys. He liked how Bradley Simpson, the heir of a big electronic company got fucked from his maid`s son. He likes that the victims can be what they want to be if they win the game.
Louis lifts his head a bit. He doesn`t like to see all the busy people rushing along the sidewalk, he doesn`t like how they look at their watches and scream at their taxi drivers that it`s their fault for being late.
So he looks down again and after fifteen minutes he reaches their apartment. He opens the door with his key and quietly steps inside.
“I`m home he whispers.”, he hopes she doesn`t hear it but when he takes his shoes off of his feet and puts them next to the door they make a clicking sound against the parquet.
“Louis baby, are you here?”, the voice of his mother sounds from the kitchen.
“Hey mom, I`m home.”,he says louder and goes to the kitchen. He lifts the curtain which seperates their tiny kitchen (which also works as a dining room) and the living-room.
When he enters the kitchen his mother turns from the stove and comes to him. She hugs him close, chest almost forcefully colliding.
She pets a few time his hair before releasing him. She`s still holding onto his shoulders.
“Hey baby, how was school?”, ahe asks and looks at him with her brown eyes. She`s a beautiful women, she`s a devoted mother, she`s…
“Lou baby?”, she says when Louis doesn`t answer immediately. He smiles at her.
“Everything was like always.”, he says dutifully.
“How are your marks?”
“Like always, straight As and Bs.”
“How are you?”
“Good, thank you.” Then it`s over. She asks these three question everyday after school and Louis tells her lies. Of course the second one isn`t a lie per se nevertheless this aren`t his marks. He has the genuises to do the work.
They have a special number that means that they can`t get bullied by higher-ups, excluding the phoenix, but have to do the work of everybody who has a number higher than eight.
“I thought you have work today?”, Louis asks and sits down at the little table.
“I have to go in half an hour but I wanted to eat with you and yours sister.”, she focuses on the stove where she`s currently filling soup in three bowls.
After that they eat silently. His mother asking his sister a few question but Louis remains quiet. After he`s done he stands up.
“I have to do a few homeworks. Bye mom.”, he lies and takes a step in the direction of the cheap plastic curtain to leave.
“Louis you can at least say bye to your sister.” His mother`s tone is neither strict nor nice so Louis takes all his power and turns around.
Everybody sees that his smile is fake.
“See you Lottie.”
His mom is happy.
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