Chapter 2A Chapter by Annabelle Rose It was now April and I hadn't seen Nick much and when I did, he was with his friends who listened to heavy metal. Whenever our eyes met, he looked at me with pure hatred and never said a word. Every time I tried talking to him, he either walked away or put in his ear buds and started listening to music. Ever since his first day, Chris and the other football players beat him up. Normally it's when school is over or during lunch. As much as I feel bad for the kid, he can't ignore me forever. I will get my chance to talk to him, whether I have to drag him out of class or not. Party Friday at 432 W Oakland St. Tell everyone! The only people in school who actually handed out party cards either were popular or had a huge houses. If you didn't fit one of those two, then you were in for a big house destruction. Considering our town is the whitest town in the county, most everyone had huge houses.
"Whose house is it?" I asked. Noelle and Krista shrugged simultaneously. Just then, I felt two arms lightly grab on my waist. I groaned and turned around, facing Chris. "What?" I demanded. "There's a party tomorrow at the Ryder household. You coming?" "Well I was going to go with them," I said pointing behind me to Noelle and Krista "but now that I know you're going, I think something came up." I smirked. "You're going with who?" Chris chuckled and smirked, pointing to the empty hallway behind me. I rolled my eyes and lifted my head saying, "Well than I guess I'm not going." I smirked back deviously. "So I'll pick you up at 7. See ya, baby girl." Chris kissed my cheek and ran off before I could say anything. Later that day After school, Noelle dropped me off home since Scott, my brother, took the car to a friend's and mom was out at work. We only had two family cars but I never get to drive because Scott never fills up the gas when he's done and mom is never home. Scott normally has his football friends over from when he was captain in high school and other alumni football players and they play video games and drink or hold parties. He's only two years older than me, which means he's a freshman in college. He goes to college 40 minutes away so he takes the bus instead of getting a dorm. Mom on the other hand, is a doctor so she's hardly ever home because work comes before family. It always has. But when she's home for the day, I'll cancel all my plans to be with her. I looked at the clock under the TV. It read 4:50. What better to do than make some cereal? I got up and went to the kitchen to make some cereal. Just then, I heard the door open and a fluster of loud noises following. Of course Scott brings his friends over. I looked into the fridge for milk but there was just an empty carton. "Scott!" I yelled. "Why didn't you throw out the carton?" He didn't answer but I heard the noise turn to a whisper. I yelled again. "Scott! I wanted to make cereal!" Next thing I feel is two arms wrap around my waist. I squealed and tried to move away. "I can't wait for the party later." Chris whispered in my ears, pressing his crotch against my a*s, grinding against my slowly. "Nothing's going to happen, Chris." I moved out of his grip and put away the cereal. Nat, another football player, walked in and grabbed a can of soda without saying a word. I looked at Chris making sexual gestures and decided to try an experiment to see his reaction. "Hey, Nat. Come over here." I said, looking dead into Chris' eyes with a smirk on my face. © 2014 Annabelle RoseAuthor's Note
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Added on May 21, 2014 Last Updated on May 21, 2014 AuthorAnnabelle RoseGallifrey, NYAboutHello, I'm just here so people can read my stories and (hopefully) tell me how they are. more..Writing
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