MasonSo maybe I was louder than I realized last night. But that girl I found in the lobby bar was a screamer. I can't do much about it. These hotel walls are fucking paper thin. She was already gagged with her thong.
I'm all for Mia and Nate. Those two fit together so perfectly. But I can already tell what their sex is like. No wonder they complain about me. Although my brother keeps their sex life private I can already tell my brother is just so vanilla, I swear he fucks to Beethoven or some shit.
Everyone calls me a fuckboy or playboy or whatever else you call someone who fucks your brains out and doesn't call you back.
Would a relationship be nice with someone who wants you and only you and is there for you when you need them the most, someone who does all that cute lovey dovey shit and doesn't complain? Sure yeah. But the one damn person I want, doesn't want me. I guess having a bad reputation around the whole school doesn't help. That's why keeping up with my reputation is just easier. If I can't have her I don't want anyone.
My phone goes off making me stop my irrational thoughts of a perfect relationship and I break away from my textbook to check my phone in case it's Mia who needs something.
Too bad it isn't Mia. That text would be much easier to deal with right now. Instead it's the only girl my heart desires, the only girl who would rather be single for the rest of her life than even have one dinner with Mason Reese.
Izzy: In a demurrer, what does a defendant ask of the judge?
Of course she is quizzing me. That's the only time she actually speaks to me. We are a great duo at school. The two of us are either debating with each other or studying together. Today we're studying together, which might become a debate after I reply to her text. You would think that being rejected by the same girl multiple times would completely bruise a guy's ego. But not me.
Me: If I answer correctly do I get a date with you?
One damn date. That's all I want. I won't even try to fuck her after. And that's a lot coming from me, especially since I've been pining after her for years. But the feelings I have for her are more than just sex. I just need to make her believe that.
Izzy: Wrong. Defendant is required to plead not guilty.
I swear her dedication towards denying me only makes me hard and want her even more.
Me: One date Izzy. That's all I'm asking for.
I patiently wait for her reply. She's taking kind of a long time. Is she thinking about saying yes?
Izzy: Not today, tomorrow, or a year from now Mase. I won't be another notch in your bedpost. Back to studying.
Letting out an annoyed groan I lean my head back and stare at the ceiling.
I'm about to reply back to her when I hear a bang against the wall from the side of Nate and Mia's room causing the TV that's mounted on the wall to rattle.
What the fuck is she doing there?
I love that girl but I swear sometimes she makes me question her sanity. She's probably cleaning the hotel room.
I get up quickly when I hear another bang against the wall grab my room key and run next door to her room. Fuck hotel doors for automatically locking because I can't get in. I bang on the door hoping she can hear me over whatever the fuck she's doing.
"Mia open the fucking door, now," silence. No more banging no nothing.
I run back to my room to grab my phone to try to call her when I notice Nate left his room key and wallet on my desk. Quickly snatching their room key I run back over and unlock the door barging in.
If smoke could come out of my ears, it would. The anger I feel to the sight in front of me is nothing I could ever imagine.
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