The Forever Crew (Adamson All-Boys Academy, #3)

by C.M. Stunich

Somehow, I feel like I'm surrounded by sharks in this room.

Just … are they going to eat me or eat the fuckers who are trying to kill me? “Listen up, Jaws,” I start, only vaguely realizing that perhaps my Jaws movie reference only makes sense to me.

I'm most definitely not a boy. No, I'm a secret girl, with my ruthless boys … my forever crew.

“Every girl has a ho inside, waiting to liberate her from the puritanical shackles of our modesty-based society that shames women for having natural pleasure and dominion over their own bodies. Enjoy all that dick, and we’ll talk soon!” She ends the call, and

It’s like … tasteless albino broccoli that turns into flavorless mushy white goo when cooked and pureed.

“It’s been said that our high school years are the best years of a person’s life. I respectfully disagree. While I’ve met fantastic people here at Adamson Academy, while I’ve fallen in love with a beautiful girl”—he looks right at me, and my cheeks flame as the crowd turns to see who it is that’s captured that blinding smile of his—“I think there are no best moments in life. We’re all just lucky to be alive, period. And if we’re happy here, in this little corner of time, this slice of forever, then that’s enough.”

Always remember: hug like you mean it, love with your whole heart, and naked-bake something every once in a while. Over and out.