Natural Science

Darcy Devins had lunch period after mine. So I would eat my lunch of pizza and french fries and an ice cream sandwich, sitting with Nick and Dan and talking about arcade games, and then the bell would ring and I had to go to Natural Science class. Natural Science taught stuff about clouds and general geology terms and photosynthesis. To me, it offered nothing but the ability to later fill in some crossword puzzle blocks.
But Darcy Devins was going to eat lunch after me so the only thing I could do was skip Natural Science and try to see Darcy instead.
She always wore the tightest denim pants or sometimes spandex tights with a denim skirt over them. When Def Leppard played in Boston she showed up with a Hysteria t-shirt. I would imagine playing with her tits under the t-shirt. Then I would get a hard on and rub it through my chess king pants. It felt so good.
At night I would listen to the radio and play with myself while pretending I was talking to Darcy.
"You want me to play with your pussy?" I would ask.
And I would hump my pillow and think Darcy was missing out on a good thing.

So one day the bell rang and Nick and Dan went to their classes and I pretended to leave and then I went back and looked around for Darcy. She was outsie with a burnout called Jamie Rollins. Jamie beat me up once in third grade because he said I smelled bad.
Jamie and Darcy were arguing about something. I could hear them because I was hovering around the soda machine, pretending to be deciding between Hires Root Beer or Tab.
"Where were you?" Asked Darcy, her voice was pure porn.
"Whatevah! Went to a wicked pissah pahty."
"You suck. You fuckin' suck, Jamie."
"Whatevah."

I was suddenly filled with rage. I couldn't believe Jamie could look at Darcy in her hot pink spandex and frilly white skirt and be so disrespectful. I had smuggled a paring knife from home just for these scenarios. I took the knife out of my pocket and turned around. Jamie was going to die.
As I took a step forward the Assistant Principal stood in front of me.
"Where do you think you're going?"
I quickly hid the knife.
"Natural Science class," I said.
"That started twenty minutes ago."
"I know. I got thirsty."
"You can tell me about it in detention. After school."
"What a fucking pissah cunt!" I said.
The principal grabbed my arm, bruised it, and yelled in my face.
"Filthy little prick. Get out of my sight."
I thought about running at Jamie, stabbing him over and over again in the heart and throat. I'd cut his heart out and throw it at the principal.
Then Darcy turned to look at me as the Principal dragged me away.
"What a fahking loser." she said.
I loved her for that because she must have been talking about the Principal. I loved her and went quietly to detention.

Mrs. Ramone took pity on me and gave me a D for Natural Science. I didn't have to take it again.