"Truth or Dare?" Ginger asked me.
"Truth"
"Who are you having sex with tonight?" she asked with a curious look in her eye. Beck frowned.
"Um... I don't remember his name. Nick or Nathan or something like that" I said.
We played Truth or Dare for about two full hours before Beck's dares started getting hard. I had never ever backed out on a dare before but when he told me to kiss him I hesitated before looking at Ginger.
"What!?" she shrieked. "Babe, what are you doing?"
"Seeing if she's a good friend. You should thank me" he smirked looking over his shoulder at her.
I had never backed down on a dare but I couldn't kiss my best-friends boyfriend. I mean I do go around sleeping with a lot of guys but I resisted myself from Beck because of Ginger. Beck was watching me intensely as I leaned towards him and pecked his cheek. He didn't say it had to be a real kiss, it just had to be a kiss.
He smirked but didn't say anything and we continued with the game. We played for another half hour or so before Beck and Ginger had to leave and I had to head over to what's-his-name's house.
I didn't even want to go over but the only reason I thought about it was because I wanted sex. Though, I could get sex anytime I wanted it, all I had to do was call Zachary and invite him over. He would know that I only wanted sex because we didn't talk much but he would still come.
About an hour before I had to be at the guy's house I called him and told him I wasn't coming and to go fuck some other chick. I usually don't talk to the people that are willing to fuck me like that but who the fuck cares.
I laid down on my bed and turned the light off. I was finally going to spend a night in my own bed, considering the last time I did was a week ago. Most nights after I get fucked I was drove back here and dumped on the bed, to wake up when I please.
That night was the first in a long time that I fell asleep with no problems. I had to admit it was nice.
Chapter 2- Never
That morning I woke up with a small smile on my face which was very odd for me. I had never in my entire life been happy to wake up but for some strange reason I was. As I got off my bed my brother was pounding on my door with his fist and kicking it with his foot. How it didn't hurt, beats me.
"Go away you ass!" I shouted as I walked into my bathroom. Of course he ignored me but you know he's my brother, he doesn't listen. He was always saying that he didn't need to listen to me only because he was older which is true but I'm the Queen of the house. Though nobody knew it.
"Your the ass, now unlock this door!" he called kicking the door again. He never liked it when I locked it because he didn't have the key to it and wasn't going to get it.
"Never!" I yelled taking the brush and running it through my hair. "And stop kicking it, you'll break it"
He didn't stop until mom told him too which had me cracking up. He had always been a mama's boy and that's why he got everything he wanted and I didn't. My parents loved me but hated me at the same time. They hated the fact that they couldn't control what I did or what I wore but they loved me because I was the youngest. Crystal on the other hand they hated, and were never going to love her. I mean they loved that she was the oldest but that's it. I couldn't really blame them considering she is a striper.
I brushed my teeth and got clothes ready for a shower. I picked a blue with white stripes tank top and black booty shorts.
After my shower, I went downstairs and had just started eating breakfast when I got a text from Jamie.
She wanted to see me at 3 o'clock at our old Tree house. That didn't make sense to me considering we never went there anymore but I agreed before looking at the clock. It was quarter after six in the morning and I was eating breakfast. I must have slept good last night.
After finishing breakfast I went back upstairs and threw a random movie into my DVD player. It turned out to be Friends with Benefits. I watched it for about an hour before I got jealous and turned it off. Looking around my room for something to do, my eyes landed on my ringing phone. I grabbed it and to my surprise it was Zachary.
"What are you calling me on a Sunday morning for?" I snapped. He always hated that and I hated when he called me this early in the morning whether I was awake or not.
"Well, morning to you too Ms. Sally Sunshine. I wanted to see if you could come over here and calm my sister down. She's been going off about some guy breaking her heart or something and your the only girl I know that's up this early on a Sunday morning." he explained. "Plus, if you help her I might be willing to do something for you"
I smirked. Was he serious? He wanted me to go over to his house just to help out his sister, who hates me. "I don't know, Zachary she hates me"
"But if you help her then she won't. Please, I'm begging you, she is getting really annoying"
I groaned. "Fine, but what do I get out of it"
"Anything you want, sex, money, you name it, you get it" he said happily.
"I'll be there in ten," I said hanging up. I can't believe I agreed to helping his bratty sister. I put a jean jacket over my tank top and ran downstairs. I couldn't figure out why I was rushing or why I even cared but I did so I hopped in my car and began the drive to his house. The first time I had ever been to his house was in 5th grade when he was throwing a pool party for his birthday. I remember kissing him but i don't remember if it was good or not.
As I pulled into his driveway I saw him sitting on his front door step with a smile on his face. When I got out of the car he walked over to me and pulled me into a hug, an ackward hug.
"Thank you" he muttered pulling back away from me. When he noticed what I was wearing he instantly put his hands on my hips and pulled me to him, sliding his hands up and down my sides. He kissed the top of my shoulder and was about to pull my jacket off when I stopped him. It was difficult to stop him, considering I did want sex just not right now. "My bad"
I nodded and stepped away from him and inside before he could seduce me. His sister was in her room on her couch when I went upstairs. She was crying and threw a pillow at me but I ignored it and sat next to her putting an arm around her.
"What do you want?" she sobbed.
"To make you feel better. Zachary called me and told me that you got your heart broken and I wanted to make you feel better. Believe it or not two years ago I was in your position." I said. I can't believe I just told her that, I'm suck an idiot.
"Really? How?" she asked turning to face me.
I might as well tell her. "His name was Ethan and he was perfect, everything little kids dream about. His hair was brown with a little red and his eyes were hazel, a beautiful hazel. He was my boyfriend for three years and I still say they were the best three years of my life. We went everywhere together, the beach, on a cruise even to visit my Aunt Judith in Colorado. I loved him with all of my heart. But the day before our four year anniversary we went to get ice cream. As we were crossing the street, I was about to get run over by a truck, but he pushed me out of the way and got hit instead. I cried for months afterward, my parents thought I would never be happy again but after about 7 months I realized crying wouldn't make him come back. I stopped and started living life again. Every time I see a picture of him, a tear slips out but I never spend hours over him, he wanted me to move on, so I did."
She smiled at the story and handed me a tissue because now I was crying. I had told her the reason why I never fell in love with anyone, why I could never love again. Most importantly I told her why I was the slut I am today.
"Really? That's terrible, I'm so sorry" she said putting an arm around my shoulder.
I sent about three hours there total, from comforting Scarlet to Zachary wanting sex. It was definitely hard to get out of but I managed, I said my brother wanted help fixing something and he actually fell for it. Idiot.
As soon as I pulled in the driveway, I saw my mom in the living room pacing and yelling at my dad. She was always yelling at him fo
r something, well we all were. We loved to pick on him, though we know he hates it.
"Morning" I heard my brother say from the front door. He was probably trying to scare me or something but failed.
"You must have bad news, considering you didn't say good morning." I said remembering the last time he had bed news. I walked up to him and sat on the front steps alongside him. "Out with it"
"Well, there's this new kid in school and I wanted to tell you to not be a slut around him. We don't need you scaring him to death, he's already nervous about a new school. So just stay away from him." he said. He didn't look or sound like he was joking though he was never serious so it was hard to tell.
"I'll do my best, you know how I am. Anyway, how do you know so much about him?"
"I don't even know his name. I found out from your friend Jamie because she was assigned to show him around." he explained.
"What?" I said. Jamie had always had a small crush on Jacob and told him everything but not before she tells me. "She never tells you things before she tells me, I'm her best-friend."
"Well, I don't know what you want me to do about it." he said.
I stood up and walked, well marched really up to my room to plop down on my bed. Jamie never did that, not even when her and my brother were dating which I hated to think about. I winced at the thought.
I looked at the clock remembering that I was meeting Jamie at the Tree house at three. It was noon which meant I needed to start getting ready. I changed into some short shorts and put a an ocean blue zip-up jacket over my tank top. It took me about an hour just to decide what flip-flops to wear then another hour to get to the Tree House. I ended up getting there an hour early but who the hell cares.
She showed up about a half hour later but she wasn't alone. She had a somewhat tall male standing next to her. His skin was a little tan but that only made him hotter along with his gorgeous smile. He had to be around six feet with short, spiky, dirty blond hair and dark brown eyes. His shirt was white and he had a grey and black striped jacket over it with blue/grey jeans on. All in all he was hot, and I mean smoking hot.
"Jess, your early!" she shrieked pulling me into a hug leaving the boy beside her at her car. "Jess, I'd like you to meet Jason. Jason this is my best friend Jessica, Jessica this is the new kid at school, Jason."
"Jay" he corrected. His voice was deep, husky and sexy. In some ways he reminded me of Ethan but in others he reminded me of Zachary. Terrible combination. Though, he had the voice of Ethan and the looks but the style of clothing like Zachary.
"Okay, Jay, nice to meet you" I said smiling and trying to sound nice. On the outside I was perfectly calm but on the inside, I was dying to rip that boys clothes off. If he was in my bed, or vice versa, I'd be in heaven. My heaven.
"Nice to finally meet you as well." he said walking up to me and shaking my hand. His hand was warm and oddly the same size as mine.
I felt shivers run up and down my body when we touched. As soon as he pulled away, they were gone.
"Well, lets get up to the Tree House and get ready for the party" she said pulling us to the big oak tree. I hadn't been here in about three years but nothing had changed. The wood on the 'house' was still dark and shiny, while the inside was light and shiny. We had two couches, a table and a chest for games and whatever else we wanted.
"Nice" he commented when he got inside. I sat on my favorite black couch with blue pillows and he took a seat on the other end of it. Jamie gave me a dirty look but didn't say anything as she sat down on the other. It was black with yellow pillows. We didn't have good taste in color when we built it.
"It's bearable" she said. "It certainly isn't as bad as our first one, we ended up on the ground with the first party."
I laughed at the memory. "It was funny though, I landed on top of Ginger and she couldn't get up until she said the magic word. We were so pathetic back then"
She nodded. "Oh, yeah. I landed on Henry and he farted in my face, it isn't one of my favorite memories."
"Well, our first party in this house was amazing. I remember having someone spin the bottle and kiss the wall. I think that was Charlie but I'm not positive"
Jay chuckled. "You two are pretty funny."
I smiled at the compliment. I didn't get them often, except from Zachary. "We try to make all of our memories fun, so in later years we can look back at them and laugh. It's a great habit to get into"
We talked for awhile about old class memories or trips to the mall and the beach. When Ginger, Beck, Zachary, Jack and Andrew showed up we started playing Truth or Dare then Spin the Bottle. I had to kiss Zachary twice and even Beck again but the entire time was nice. Beck wouldn't let any of us drink but surprisingly I didn't want to because I wanted to show Jay that I was a regular teenager. I also didn't feel the urge to have sex with anyone but Jay, which for me was a big improvement. Zachary tried to get me to have sex with him, but I rejected him and he didn't talk to me the rest of the night.
When we all said our goodbyes I was looking forward to seeing Jay and the rest of them at school tomorrow. The trip back home was long, or at least it seemed long because it was practically ten. I couldn't remember the last time I was out that late at a party without getting drunk or fucked. Maybe I'll do this more often, it was fun remembering the night instead of it being a total blur.
My parents weren't waiting for me downstairs, only my brother and his girlfriend, Veronica. She was ugly and stupid if you ask me. They had been dating since 5th grade and not one time have they even thought about breaking up. Or so I thought. They were fighting about some money or something. I know I should have stopped and calmed them down before going upstairs but I couldn't bring myself to do it.
After I took a shower and got changed into my lace, purple, sexy nightgown and climbed into bed. About an hour after I got into bed, I climbed back out and went downstairs to break up the fight that was keeping me up.
"Why don't you two shut your pie holes and get some sleep?" I asked annoyingly from the top of the stairs.
My brother ignored my question. "Going to Zachary's bed?"
I knew he was talking about what I was wearing and I couldn't blame him for commenting. It was a light purple and was transparent except for my breasts, and had spaghetti straps. There was also some glitter on it but that wasn't major. "No"
"Well, good he'd rip that thing off before you even got inside" he teased. I stuck my tongue out at him. "And no we can't"
"Why don't you break up?"
They considered it then agreed and I went back to bed. Within twenty minutes I was sleeping.
In the morning, I was up on my feet and dressed in a blue tank top and skinny jeans before my alarm went off. That was a first for me, I was usually still in bed when my third alarm went off. I wasn't about to waste about twenty minutes wondering why, I just brushed my hair and teeth before arguing with myself over what shoes to wear. I finally decided on a pair of silver three inch heels and went downstairs for breakfast. I had an omelette and two pieces of toast before getting in my car and driving to school.
When I parked in my parking space, I noticed Zachary standing there again today. What was that about? I only saw him on Friday's and I know today is not Friday. I shrugged and decided to just ignore him and walk over to Jamie and Jay. They were talking about there classes and which ones they had together. As I walked up Jamie asked me what classes I had today. Turns out, Jay is in most of my classes and the only classes he doesn't have with me, he has with Jamie. Great.
All day people were pointing at me and Jay and I know what they were saying but he didn't so I just ignored it. After awhile it did get annoying but, I didn't want to look bad in front of him, so I started a conversation with him. He was very easy-going.
At the end of the school day, Zachary needed a ride home so I gladly gave him one, not knowing what a big mistake that was. He wouldn't shut up.
"Why are you a slut?" he asked.
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p; "I don't do long-term relationships so I don't get my heart broken."
"Why don't you stop? I mean you have a bad reputation at school and your parents hate you."
"Never will I Ever" I said. Did he seriously have to ask stupid questions? I hated it.
Chapter 3- Dreams
I wasn't sure where I was going or where I wanted to go but I was moving very quickly across the forest floor. Someone shouted my name from behind me but I ignored it, and kept running to my unknown destination. I was suddenly flying through the air and landed on the ground with a thud and groan from me. I quickly got up, brushed myself off and started running again, ignoring the pain in my legs.
I pulled myself to a stop when I got to our Tree House and climbed up the stairs, hiding inside. Still not knowing what I was hiding from, I crawled to the back of the Tree House and guarded my face with my hands. I heard loud banging on the stairs below, but they didn't bother me enough to see who it was.
No one came up the stairs, or at least I didn't see anyone in the little space between my arms.
Suddenly, medium-sized hands moved my hands away and held them back. The boy in front of me was smiling, almost laughing as he glared into my eyes. His eyes were a dark brown and he was slightly tan. I recognized him from somewhere but I couldn't place a name or where I had met him.
"Are you hiding from me or that wolf back there?" he said in a deep, husky voice. He motioned behind him with one of his thumbs.
"The wolf. It was following me for some reason and I ran up here so he wouldn't attack me" I explained.
He smiled and leaned into to kiss me. My heart-beat accelerated and there were butterflies flying in my stomach. Right before our lips touched I realized who it was. Jay.
I sat up after waking up from that strange dream. I didn't know I wanted to kiss Jay, I mean he was smoking hot and everything but I don't kiss anyone. As I got out of bed, I looked over at my alarm clock and surprisingly enough it hadn't gone off yet. Huh, weird.
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