To Claim His Girl

She picked up her fork, and took a bite of the overly cooked chicken. School food was the worst.

“How’s your morning?” she asked, trying to chew through the meat.

“Boring,” Eli said, grabbing his burger and taking a large bite. He then looked a little green. “Cooking hasn’t improved.”

“You thought it would?” Branson asked.

“You never know. Maybe hell will freeze over, and we’ll get a better deal out of this.”

“Hey, handsome.”

Aria watched as Joanne, a cheerleader, and known for being easy, pushed between Eli and the table.

“It has been one lonely year.”

Aria was used to this. All the girls swarmed around the guys. Until Chris and Branson had declared their love for Rachel and Mary, they’d even had their own pick of women.

“What the fuck are you doing on my lap?” Eli pushed her off his lap. Joanne gasped and fell at his feet.

“What the fuck, Eli? You’re too good for us now?”

“Pretty much. Tell all your skank friends I won’t be paying them any visits. They’re going to need some servicing from the football team, and we all know they’ve got little dicks.”

Aria smirked.

“What’s it to you, fatty?” Joanne snapped the word.

She had heard worse.

Eli got to his feet and stared down at Joanne. The threat was there in his stance, and it made even Aria a little nervous.

“Eli, chill, it’s not the first time they’ve said shit like that.”

“It’ll be the last time they say shit like that. You got me? I hear anything about her from either of you, I’ll fucking make sure you didn’t even look at her. Got me?”

Joanne nodded, whimpered, and ran off.

“Wow, you sure got deadly from wherever you were,” Rachel said. “I think she pissed herself.”

“She needs to learn to stay the fuck out of my business.” Eli sat down, running his hand down her back. “You okay, baby?”

“I’m fine, honey.” She shook her head, confused. “What is the matter with you?”

“Nothing. Why?”

“I’ve had a lot worse than that. It’s fine. I’m big boned, I’m fat, I don’t care.”

“You’re not fat,” Chris said. She looked over to see Chris staring her up and down. “You’re fuller. Nothing wrong with that.”

“Hey, keep your eyes to yourself,” Eli said.

“You have got the best pair of tits I’ve ever seen,” Rachel said. “I wish mine were bigger.”

“I’m not going to complain,” Chris said, kissing her.

“Now that you’ve made me blush, I’m going to try and eat my food, okay?” Aria asked. Her cheeks were on fire.

“He’s only saying the truth. You’ve got a nice rack.”