The High School Bad Boy
Chapter 66. What Does Jolene Want?

JEAN-BAPTISTE SAY, SURESNES.

"Don't forget to do your homework" Wulan said. He smiled watching the students who were orderly queuing out of the classroom to take a break.

Once the class was empty, he tidied up his books and rushed out of the class. He walked down the crowded corridor to the main door of the 11th-grade building.

His eyes caught the figure of Max passing in the school courtyard towards the cafeteria followed by Belle Fortin who followed him while trying to grab the young man's arm. Max quickly dismissed it. Making the girl's face manyun and look annoyed.

Wulan smiled amusedly looking at him. He noticed Max's cold face that looked uncomfortable with Belle's treatment.

"Salut (hello) Wulan .. want to have lunch together?"

Wulan gasped to hear someone's voice from behind her back. He turned around and found Jolene standing in front of him.

"Hi, Miss .. emm ... Jolene."

"Lunch?" Jolene repeated her offer.

"D'accord (okay)" said Wulan. Jolene smiled happily and then invited Wulan to walk beside her towards the boisterous-looking cafeteria. The two took their seats between the tables mostly filled by the Masters.

Wulan swept a glance across the cafe room looking for the figure Max was in. The young man sat down with Etienne and her two friends in the corner of the room, as well as Belle who seemed reluctant to stay away from him.

Just as her and Max's eyes met, she smiled her faint smile at Max's sweet smile directed at her in secret.

"The two kids!" jolene's grouse surprised him. Apparently the woman was also looking at the table where Max and his friends were. "Be aware that they dare to kiss in the school environment again."

Wulan only chuckled at Jolene's words. He looked back at Max, who had now moved his seat beside Etienne, changing places with Chen. It seems to avoid Belle who always wants to stick to her.

"You got a show tonight?" ask Jolene.

"Emmm .. je sais pas encore (i don't know yet)."

Jolene reached into his coat pocket and grabbed the phone from inside. He fiddled with it for a while and then thrust it at Wulan.

"Your number" she asked. Wulan scribbled her phone number onto the screen.

"Merci ...." Jolene smiled happily. "I'll call you later. Maybe we can have a drink together. I know a pretty good drinking spot."

Wulan thought for a moment. He hesitates to answer Jolene's offer.

"Well, I'll call you later to confirm."

Wulan nodded.

He still felt a little strange about Jolene's attitude towards him. From his body language he felt Jolene was approaching him with an absurd purpose. Not as a normal friend.

I don't know, maybe Wulan thinks too much about strange things.

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Wulan who was waiting for the carriage on the platform jolted as she felt her palm suddenly being grasped by someone. He turned to his side and found a tall, blue-eyed figure smiling ignorantly at him.

"Hi, Bebe (hello, dear)."

Wulan pushed slowly on Max's shoulder. "Always appear suddenly" he grumbled.

Max chuckles. Then get into the car that just stopped in front of them.

"I stopped by your apartment, yeah," Max said as soon as the two had sat next to each other in the train.

"What do you want?" wulan Goda.

"Anything, it's up to you." Max raised his eyebrows. He pulled the corner of his lips, smiling sideways.

Wulan. "Snake!" the hardic.

"You hold you" he whispered in Wulan's ear. "You explore .. tu ... aauchh!" Max complained as one hard pinch of Wulan landed on his waist. Luckily there were only two passengers there who were busy with their phones, so they did not notice the small commotion they made.

"Can, huh?" pinta Max showed her clear eyes while rubbing them.

"Just give it up."

"Hurray!" exclaim Max happy.

Wulan rolled her eyeballs. Max can sometimes be so mature, even more mature than him. But on the other hand, he looks like a child who likes to whine and wants to always be noticed.

"Why are you familiar now with Miss Dupont?" ask Max.

Wulan. "He's the one who approached me."

"She seems to like you."

"Huh?"

"He's les bian ...."

Wulan rounded her eyes. "T'es serieux (are you serious)?"

Max wettest. "I'm kidding."

"You are!" Wulan grabbed a handful of Max's hair and pulled it hard. He brought the young man back.

"But if it turns out to be true how?"

Wulan. "What's wrong with being a les bian?"

"You don't think weird, Max," said Wulan. In his heart he thought the same thing.

"Geez, Wulan, Mon Bebe (my dear), just in case," said Max anxiously. Then he stepped up from his seat when he heard the announcement of a stop at the station close to Wulan's apartment.

When the train has stopped perfectly, Wulan follows Max's steps out through the automatic door and the two walk casually towards the subway station exit.

"Belle Fortin is very sticky with you, yes," pleaded Wulan. The two walked along the sidewalk to Wulan's apartment which was only a few kilometers away.

"Girl sucks." Max cursed for Belle, while embracing Wulan's shoulder. "You take it easy, I'm not interested at all."

Wulan's lips are throbbing. "I'm more jealous of Eloise."

"Why Eloise?" ask Max wonder.

"She .. beautiful, smart, painter ...."

Max wettest. "I'm not interested."

"Why?"

Max stroked his head. Try to think for a moment to find the right answer.

"If I ask why you're not interested in Ugly Christophe, what's your answer?"

"Hmmm ...."

"That's ...." Max chuckles. He halted his steps before the green-painted door in front of him, then pushed him and stepped in. He told Wulan to climb the stairs first. Then follow him from behind.

Wulan opened the door to her apartment, went inside and opened her jacket and sling bag and threw her on the sofa.

He was shocked when a pair of arms slid down from his waist and hugged his back tightly. The fine feathers on his skin bristled as he felt his neck being showered with gentle kisses, which were getting longer and further down his shoulders. The sturdy arm that had been on his stomach was now starting to creep up onto his chest.

Max turned Wulan's body and pressed him against the wall. Clenching her lips as her hands moved to lower the Wulan clothes off her shoulders.

"Close the door, Fool," panted Wulan when he realized the door of his apartment was still open.

With a movement of his feet, Max pushed the bottom of the door shut. Then he took Wulan to the sofa and laid her there.

"Oh, did you take your pills already (honey, you've been drinking your pills)?" max asked on the sidelines of their moans.

"Oui (yes) ...." Wulan raised her chin as Max's kiss descended to her chest, playing her tongue on her beautiful chunk.

The cell phone inside his bag that was overstretched by his body, rang.

"Oh, putain (fucking)," Wulan maki was surprised. "Attende (wait), Max," he said gasping as he pushed Max's head away from his chest.

"Leave it, Wulan," Max protested as he buried his head in Wulan's stomach.

"Max, attende (wait)!" he shouted while laughing holding back amusedly. He lifted his body slightly and grabbed his bag. Immediately take the phone in it and check the screen.

Unknown number.

"Definitely Jolene .. fuck ...." Wulan cursed while one hand gripped Max's hair to make the young man distanced his lips which were now in the most sensitive part of his body.

"Oui, salute (yes, hello)," he said to someone across the street. His breath gasping withstanding the delicious taste that was sourced from down there.

"Hello, Wulan .. This is Jolene, I'm calling to confirm if we can have a drink tonight?" Jolene's voice across.

"Hmmm .. oui, Jolene, je sais pas .. ahh, doucement (i don't know .. ahh, slow down)!" his screeches. He clutched Max's hair firmly.

"Wulans? You okay?"

"Oh, Oui .. oui .. oui .....(oh, yes .. yes.. yes)." Wulan widened her eyes as Max's now agile tongue movements down there actually made her fly. He cursed the boy in a heart that purposely pranked him.

"Wulan, are you with someone?" Jolene asked suspiciously.

"Sorry, Jolene, I'll call you later." Wulan hurriedly hung up the phone and threw it at random.

The sound of Max's ruckus down there made him pull his waist from the young man's grip and then hit the tip of his head in annoyance.

"You are!" gerrutu annoyed.

"She's a real nuisance" Max said as he sat next to Wulan.

"We continue?" his god while pushing Wulan's body until his back is attached to the sofa. His teacher's mother had no power to refuse anything she wanted to do to him.

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Jolene looked at her phone screen with a tense face. He was sure Wulan was with someone. More precisely, being with someone in bed.

He breathed deeply. Trying to dismiss the bad assumptions that perch in his head.

"Did she have a boyfriend?"

"Who is he?"

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