Afterschool Page #2

your freshman friends

when you come here?

- Shut up.

He's not doing anything.

- Yeah, shut up.

- I think it's only two weeks,

so next week...

- I can kick your ass.

- Isn't your sister Maria

the senior?

- I don't know.

- You know

I f***ed your sister.

- Does she know that?

- Her p*ssy's so wet.

Did you know your sister's p*ssy

gets so wet?

All you got to do

is brush up against it.

You know, your sister gives

mad good head, right?

Gets the whole thing

down her throat.

Last time,

when she was sucking on my dick,

it only took me, like, a minute

before I came all over her face.

I bet you jerked off

to pictures of your sister, huh?

Next time we do it,

I'll find you.

I'll let you smell my fingers.

[laughs]

- What have you been

thinking about doing?

- Oh, uh...

I think I'm gonna do video.

- Yeah, me too.

- I don't really want

to play sports,

and I kind of want to do

something creative, I guess.

- Yeah.

Hey, Mom.

- Hey, honey,

what are you doing?

- I'm just waiting

for lunch to be over.

- How's school?

- It's all right.

I don't think

anyone likes me here, Mom.

- Oh, stop.

Why do you say that?

Everyone loves you.

Don't say stupid things

like that.

- No, I just

get this sense that...

I don't know,

that I'm not, like, really too-

- It's been two years already.

Why are you still saying that?

What about Dave?

Dave's your roommate, right?

- Yeah, no, not Dave,

I mean, really.

I just get this sense

from people, even Dave-

- Robert, you're

being ridiculous, come on.

Let's talk about

something pleasant.

Are you liking

your new teachers?

Are classes good?

- Yeah.

Stop, though.

Listen.

I think I'm not a good person.

- Stop it.

You're a great person.

Is that guidance counselor

still the same from last year?

- Yeah, yeah, Mr. Virgil.

- Okay.

Why don't you talk to him?

He seemed really nice.

We could always do medication.

- No, Mom,

I don't want to do meds.

- I don't want you to either.

I think it's a horrible idea,

but what else is there to do?

I don't like

to hear you like this, Rob.

I love you, honey.

Please...

tell me you're okay, please.

I have enough

to worry about at work.

Please don't make me worry

about you all the way up there.

- No, I'm okay.

- Okay.

We love you.

- Mm-hmm.

Love you too.

All right, bye.

What's up, man?

Sorry about that.

- It's all right.

- Are you going?

- Yeah, let's go.

Just relax, it's gonna be

another five minutes, okay?

- I'm gonna be late, man.

- All right.

Just tell her you're

in the nurse's office.

- They know

I'm not on meds, though.

- Then tell her

you're with a friend.

Just chill out, okay?

- How much coke

did you do with them?

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