I know {two}

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I smile and walk into the school with concealer hiding my hickeys. I know it may seem like he's using me but we both get something out of our 'sex'. He gets a tutor and I get something I didn't think I'd get till I was massively drunk and shit faced at a club. I put my shoulder bag in my locker and grab my health books. "Hey beautiful. I was going to pick you up this morning. Your mom said you were already gone. Why?" He asks and kisses my forehead after. "I walked because that's what I normally do and if you want to drive me, come like 15 minutes earlier than you did today. I shut my locker and begin toward the gym. He walks besides me and grab my books, holding my hand with his other. "Ah, Prince Charming I see." His friend, Ashton, laughs. "Yeah. He is." I laugh lightly. This is all an act. I think. "I have to go to German. I'll see you." Ashton waves good bye to Luke. I sit down on the bleachers and Luke sits next to me. "Okay class. Today we'll be learning about safety of sex." Coach Daniel smiles. Luke pulls me on his lap slowly, so Coach doesn't see. "Ah. Hemmings Lazes. Come down here and be our example." He smiles. I lightly smack Luke and stand up. We walk down the bleachers and stand beside Coach. "Okay, say these two are sexually active. Are you?" He asks. "Soon." Luke wraps his arm around my hips. "Woah there tiger." I smile. "How would you be safe?" He asks. "I would wear a condom and get permission from her first." He guesses. "Okay. Correct." Coach laughs.

I write in my 'French' journal, I started sitting in the back now that people know who I am. The bell rings and I close my journal and lock it. Handing the key to the teacher as I leave. I hurry to my locker and grab a condom. I rush to the staff bathroom and get undressed, only in my underwear and bra. I lean against the wall and wait. He walks in and locks the door. His hands pinning me to the wall and looking me up and down. "Hm. Lace undies and bra this time?" He smirks. I smile at his pleasure. I unbutton his shirt and tug at his belt. "Come on." I groan. He kicks his boxers off and grabs the condom from my fingers and slides it on. I smile and wait for his entrance. I wince in pain but moan out of pleasure. "Oh." I moan. He smirks and goes nuzzles his face in my shoulder while going deeper. I moan louder. "If you're gonna be loud, tell them who's making you." He groans. "Lu- LUKE!" I moan louder. He goes harder and lays me on the floor. He pulls out and licks my inner thigh. "Luke." I moan. He kisses my area, harder and harder. I buck my hips and he wraps his arms around my hips and pulls them down. "Dayum!" Ashton yells when the door opens. "Ah!" I yell and hide behind Luke. He holds me behind him and growls, "Leave, don't tell anyone." I shiver. "Luke, if you don't want people to question, don't make her moan so loud." He winks and leaves. I shiver more, craving his touch again. He lays me on the floor and kisses down my stomach. "Mm." He moans. "Luke." I sit up. "Mhmmm?" He mumbles and continues to kiss above my underwear line. "Ashton saw me naked. My body is hideous and I don't like people seeing it. I feel like he's just gonna tell everyone what my body looked like. And I just can't... I can't stand that." I tear up. He looks up at me and kisses up to my lips. "I love your body and it doesn't matter if some people don't. I do." He plants a kiss on my lips. I pull my shirt over my body and pull my jeans up. "Aw. Come on babe." He tugs my hand. "I've always hated my body, Luke. You're lucky you even got to see what's under my clothes." I sigh. "Come on. We'll talk about it at lunch. Just let me get dressed." He kisses my hand and pulls the condom off. He gets dressed and splashes his face with water. I sigh and tie my hair in a pony tail. He grabs my gran and walks me to lunch.

He sits me on his lap and puts a cracker in my mouth. "Tell me why you're insecure about your body." He rests his head on my shoulder. "It all started in 8th grade when we had the swimming portion of gym and I had recently got a new swim suit, a bikini. I tried it on and let's just say it didn't really fit my weight and broke in the middle of swimming. I didn't know till I got out and the boys noticed my boobs and all ran into the locker room. The girls locked me out and I didn't have anything to cover up with. I got the name fat dipper because I was a fat kid and I still am but instead of calling me a skinny dipper, I got called a fat dipper. It's always been a memory that scared me and makes me insecure." I sigh. "That's jacked up." He sighs. I nod and turn toward him while sitting on his lap. He rests his head on my chest, "You're body is beautiful and so are you." He smiles. "Luke, tell me is this really just an act? To get me to tutor you?" I ask him, staring at the wall. "Kind of." He shrugs. "Kind of?" I look at him. "Like, I like you a lot but I don't know if I love you. I'm in a confusing state right now where I don't know what I want but I'm pretty sure it's you. Then again, people will start rumors about me cheating and I don't want to hurt or lose you because of some rumors. I want to keep you safe by keeping you away from rumors." He wraps his arms around me and pulls me in for a hug. "But I don't feel any safer than the way I do when I'm with you." I nuzzle my head into his shoulder. "Maybe." He smiles.

I kiss Luke goodbye and enter my home. I look at my phone and it's a call. "Hello?" I answer it. "I miss you. Go on a date with me tonight? I'll pick you up at eight." His voice shaky. "Okay." I smile. He hangs up and I run to my room. I grab a dress and some heels. Luke texts me for a bit{text picture provided by me :) } I undress and get in the shower.

I pull an old shirt on my body and some shorts. I grab my hair dryer and curling iron. I walk into my room and grab my makeup bag. I lay every make up item I have on the counter and begin drying my hair.

I wrap my last strand of hair around the curling iron and wait. I pull the curling iron out of my hair and unplug it. I dab my foundation on my face and start with my make up.

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