The Highschool Life of Ry Ch.1 by Its_Ry_Bruh

A literotic sexstories: The Highschool Life of Ry Ch.1 by Its_Ry_Bruh ,

Alright you guys, here is the complete version of this chapter as well as a promise from myself, that there will be many many chapters to come. to give you an idea, these first chapters will be apart of “book one: Sophomore Year”. I am planning to have 3 total books for highschool (sophomore, junior, senior) then the College life saga will begin. This will only continue through the positive feedback in the comments, I do not care about votes.

I will say there is not sex here in the beginning, there is some foreplay and fondling, but no sex. This is a true story, so if I were to add sex to this part it would be false, but I do promise there will be plenty of sex scenes throughout the series.

-This is almost a 100% true story. Only names have been changed. As well as mini details have been added so the reader doesn’t get too bored. Storyline and events are in order and real, enjoy.

One more week until Sophomore year. I had just made this realization as I walked into my new school for their orientation. I opened the door to let my father and my younger brother into the main foyer of the school where the secretaries, principal, and other staff, that the students don’t care to make interaction with unless required, remained. The school was small, really small. Containing a population of 200 students in whole and includes grades not 9-12, but 6-12. I honestly don’t know why the fuck I chose to come here other than the fact that it’s a charter school for media arts. It’s called MACCS, or Media Arts Collaborative Charter School.

It is a two story school with two main halls, the top one, and the bottom one. The first story of the building was mainly, if not all classes excluding the main office. It was all new to me because I transferred over from a public school consisting of 2,000 students and none of them were 6-8.

I walked down the main hall of the first story, looking at all the classes as I walked through. It’s like looking for a house on a straight street. My father and brother, Kyle, was following me to the end of the hall until we reached the stairs to head to the cafeteria, yes the cafeteria is upstairs. The steps went up half way of the building then you’d loop around and start heading the other half up to the second story. Voices were getting louder as I could no longer make out the echo of my feet tapping the floor.

The second story is weird. There’s a hallway that leads from the stairs to the left so that it ran widthwise with the building instead of lengthwise with the building like the first floor. this sub hallway had a class and bathrooms branching off of it, again like a street, at the end were two other classrooms, one being the teachers lounge.

I walked down this hall with the two other set of steps behind me as I made a right where the hallway continued and led to the cafeteria… I have never seen such a diverse group of people in one room. I thought, it being a highschool with midschoolers and only 200 students, that all the kids would be a bunch of antisocial nerds. Out of the 300 some people, about 100 of them being adults, I was only able to make out 3, maybe 4 people who fit my expectation of the population of the school.

From what it looked like, parents were sitting at chairs around the cafeteria’s perimeter as all the kids sat at the tables. “Go find a seat Ryan, I’m going to go find one for myself” my dad said quietly, but firmly enough for me to hear.

“Alright dad, Ill take Kyle with me”. As my dad turned to head to his seat, my brother and I did the same. Yes, Kyle is coming to sit with me because he will be one of the 9th graders that will be attending MACCS too.

It’s times like this that I am amazed at how the human brain works. It only took me a split second to scan the room and find a table that consisted of people that seemed to be my type. You know how the highschool brain works. I headed over to the table and pulled a chair out for my brother to sit but when I turned around, Kyle was already talking to another student who he must have known from elementary and he took a seat. “suit yourself” I thought as I took the seat I was going to give him.

Once I sat down and fidgeted for a second or so to get comfortable, I raised my vision to notice those sitting with me. Two other males and three females. Four of them I have never seen before, and one of the beautiful girls I have only seen throughout middle school and only knew her through a friend. I put her on my mental “who I want to make love to” list. Yes, make love, not “fuck” or “smash” with. I’m not like that. In fact, the list is more of a “Most beautiful people I’ve met, Id make love with you and have kids and start a life with you” kind of list. Yes, men are like that, men can fall in love in, I believe it’s 7 seconds. It’s crazy I know but, this was proof sitting in front of me.

Looking at her more than everyone else at the table, she caught on and her face turned from straight, to a blush and a smile, which became the same case for myself. She had perfect, very lightly tan, peach skin that looked like it would get dirty if you barely touched her. Her curves weren’t the greatest in front but her thighs and ass being smooshed on the chair gave me hope. Her face was outstanding, her eyes a piercing green and her jaw line shapely and squared off (I have sort of a thing for jawlines I guess). Her breasts weren’t large but I think it’s the shirt she was wearing. If I had to guess the size they were with her current wardrobe, she’d be a B, maybe a perky C cup. Her hair was straight, brown and fell down her back about midway, several strands hanging over the side over face. That’s Aria for you, awe lord help me.

Anyway, I became full of the eye candy I just ate and felt satisfied. I started to graze the rest of the room with my eyes, looking at all the other options of who I could get into a relationship with before the orientation started. Yes, that’s what I used this orientation for, looking for a girl I’d ask out within the first week of school. I will tell you why later but I promise it’s a decent reason, It sort of is the same case as the falling in love within 7 seconds, I’m sure it’s going to happen. Anyway, there was easily 7, 8 girls to choose from but before I could take a second look, the principal came out and started the presentation.

“Welcome, soon-to-be-students of MACCS. I’m glad that most of you were able to make it to our orientation so you could learn more about the amazing school you will be attending”. She paused and everyone clapped, I just hummed, “mhmm” and I got a giggle and a smile from Aria.

“Here at MACCS, blah, blahblah,blah, electives, blah,blah grading, blahahaha, blaaaah”. I listened to the principal but the reader would not care about the bs coming out of her mouth. Just think back to your highschool orientation. If you didn’t have one, then lucky you.

“See you all next week!” she ended. As I stood up Aria repeated the principal, “see you next week” I could hear the grin in her words as I looked up at her just in time to see her wink at me and make me blush.

“Sounds good” I replied eyeing her from head to toe, for some reason thinking she wouldnt notice… Then corrected myself “It actually sounds great”. She laughed at that and turned away from me to head towards the hall to the stairs. That ass, that. ass. say it with me guys, daaaatassssssss (seen the vine?) Shit, it put me to sleep right there. She strut off purposefully, looking over her shoulder to see whos looking before turning the corner, meeting my eyes again. I caught another smile before she was gone.

I looked around for my brother, not seeing him, nor my dad, I started heading to the stares myself.

You know that feeling you get, like you’re being watched? That feeling is even weirder when you’re in a room with 200+ people and knowing they all see you… You just don’t know whos “watching” you. I did one more head count, in a split second, of everyone in the room and didn’t see the person making me feel uncomfortable. Fricken weird, I hate that feeling.

I headed towards the subhall and down the stairs, seeing my brother Kyle and my dad at the U-turn of the steps. “Finally, took you long enough Ry” Kyle said with sarcasm “I want to get home and play some CoDBO2” he finished and sighed. My dad just smiled and started heading down the stairs. I followed behind the both of them, this time it was myself following.

We made it to the end of the hall, my father and brother still walking to the main entrance to exit when I felt the stare again. I turned around, fast enough to catch whoever it may be. It worked, I locked eyes with a pretty girl, probably my age, watching me. It was easily a 100 some foot hallway, yet I could still make out her face to be one of curiosity. With a small bit of stalker, honestly I found it kinda cute. I smiled at her and she quickly looked away and went back towards the stairs.

I stood there looking down the hall, thinking about, well, nothing. I was just standing there off in my own thoughts.

“Come on bro, you look like a ‘tard just standing there. All you need is drool coming out of your mouth” he managed to say with his laughter and he punched me in the arm. “Okay” is all I replied with and followed him out the exit of, soon to be, my school.

The three of us headed to my Dad’s truck, it was pretty nice for it’s year and kept it looking new. My father is like that. It was a 98’ 4runner. I loved it. My brother was leaning up against the passenger door while he checked his iphone. I shoved him, brotherly, to the backdoor while he yelled at me that he never gets to sit up front and all the other things little siblings whine about.

“It’s because you chose an iphone over a galaxy” I said with a grin, pulling out my new S3 and waving it at him. Hoping this will make him forget about his argument over the front seat and turn over to how terrible the iphone is. It worked.

“Nuh uh, shut up Ry. Youre just jealous because you didnt have enough for the iphone” he muttered as he climbed into the backseat as my dad unlocked the door. I got in and put on my belt before I argued back. “Kyle, since I have a job, I’m forced to pay for my phone, unlike you who has amazing parents who love you more” I said jokingly, getting my dad to laugh and disagree “Shut up Ry, you knew you chose the S3 over the iphone because I even offered to help out”. I smiled “See Kyle, I chose the S3 over iphone, I couldve gotten the iphone if I wanted”.

On the drive home, which wasn’t very long because it was the first time Im at a school within district, My phone buzzed. Since all my notifications are the same sound for now because my phone is new, I didn’t know what it was for until I looked at the screen. I expected it to be a notification for clash of clans, skype or a new youtube comment or subscriber but it was a text.

Again, being a new phone I didnt have the number saved but the text read

1-505-306-7*** “see you next week;)”

I looked up from the screen and straight ahead. Okay, third awkward moment of the day. The only person I could think would send such a text is Aria, only problem is just because I know her from midschool, doesnt mean I have her fricken number… I texted back:

You: “Im sorry, I got a new number. Would you be able to tell me who you are?”

I hit send and put my phone on my lap, knowing I may need to look at it again.

“So… What do you guys think, huh? You excited?” My dad said excitedly with a smile on his face, patting my leg like a father would when hes proud of his son. Which I won’t lie, my dad is very prideful of my brother and I.

“Yep” was all Kyle muttered as he was zoned out on his jetpackjoyride. Maybe not as proud of Kyle as he is of me…

“honestly Dad, Im kinda in-between”

“Why’s that Ry?” He questioned me, pulling up to our house and putting the car in park.

“Well, maybe it’s just because I am transferring from a public school to such a small school, a school that has specific elective- cool electives that I am stoked about, It just sucked I couldnt start my freshmen year and make friends before hand. Now I have to start fresh and of all years it’s sophomore..” I concluded, starting to think of all the possibilities in play with what can happen throughout the year.

“Well son, I can’t really say much only because I never went through your situation, I didn’t even have the choice to go to a charter school, no such thing…”

“You old man” Kyle cut in, then zoned back into his game before my dad could even argue back.

“Anyway, all I can say Ryan is what any father would say to his son, and that is… Im sure youll be fiiiine” He said smiling and chuckling, patting my shoulder before getting out of the truck.

I hopped out, totally forgetting that my phone was on my lap and it clapped to the floor.

“shi-et” I said, my dad shaking his head not looking back knowing what just happened as he walked off to the porch. Kyle copied my use of the cuss word “shi-i-i-iiitt”

I turned it over and saw not a single scratch on the screen, I smiled at it. My smile turned into a smirk as I looked at my brother “Galaxxxy” I whispered in awe.

“oh shutup, you’re just lucky” He said as he walked towards the porch.

“Nah, its just not gl-ass like yours” I laughed at my own comment following him in and closing the door behind me. Phone in hand, I felt it buzz and I looked at it quickly, reading the text in a split second.

1-505-306-7***: You know who;)

Fuck, it must be Aria… It must be, I looked at my screen for a good couple of seconds before responding.. Then decided not to at all.

Instead I backed out of the message thread and clicked on the one I had with my “friend” Julia. We’re just friends. I read the last message sent from her before responding.

(Last message sent 9:08am today)

Julia!!: Goodmorniing!! howd u sleep ‘fter last night hmm?? I knew I slept well knowing you fufilled my needs for the night