My cure

Chapter One

10 years later;

Zacks pov:

I attend Blue Bells Academy. Here they provide you tiny dorm rooms that cost to much and girls who bitch more than it's worth, for more than most people make in a year for a semester. Then again, this was intended for the richer side of town. No one cares for the cost.

This Academy teaches all of your schooling. Kindergarten through 5th is in one building, 6th through 8th in the next and 9thth through 12th in another. They  even provide collage classes once you graduate in their "Advanced hall" in the main building where their big fancy offices are.

Their degree is said to take you as far as you can imagine, but I don't want the rubbish degree being shoved down my throat. I want revenge.

I had to move to the United States when I was younger after my parents were murdered. That's right, murdered. I have been looking into who could have done it, and I think I've got their attention. To bad this is all stressing me out.

Sex is and will always be my escape away from the reality. In that moment, it's all about what me and my partner wants, and no female can resist me.

Kiss her neck, squeeze her ass and pin her against the wall and she'll just about do anything for you to be in her. I have a lot of sex cause I have a lot to run away from.

After the folks died I was raised by a man who was never home and I hung out with the wrong crowed until he became one of the many principals for this school.

I miss the nights where he would get so shit faced he wouldn't be able to get a coherent statement out. He didn't think twice about putting the bottles away.

Once he got this shit job it changed and we moved. He didn't drink, he didn't smoke weed and leave the joint on the table for me just cause he knew I had a rough day, and he began drug testing me. I still drink and smoke regardless, and after a while he a finally figured out that he can't stop me.

So enough back story, let me tell you how it started. It started by me meeting her.

While walking down one of the many corridors with my girlfriend Venesa, aka my off and on again fuck buddy, we ran into this girl.

"Watch where your going loser." Venesa, said looking down at her in a way that I always hated. I made her popular, and I hate how I did. It killed the sweet country girl I fell for and gave birth to a butch who opened her legs to much.

I finally look at this now  on the floor girl and wondered where the hell she came from. I've seen every female in this building, but not her.

"Oh dear, looks like I ran into the wicked which of the west the attendance lady warned me about." She says and rolls her eyes. Damn. That wasn't expected.

"Excuse me you emo freak!" My girlfriend says back, her face reddening in angry. I look at her and roll my eyes. She fails at comebacks and she knows it.

"Real original. I would have never come up with that one. Looks like the stereo typical type for skimpy blondes is true." This girl says and shakes her head as she gets up from the floor.

She is hot. She's wearing a black shirt and red leggings, and I can see all of her curves. Might I say her body is phenomenal.

"Do I need to give you a protein bar so you can lose weight fatty?" Fatty? She isn't fat.

"You shouldn't be calling her fat babe, now when you've gained a muffin top." I say just to piss her off. I hear this sexy laugh and I look down to see the short  girl laughing.

"Zack! I'm not fat you jerk!" She try's to hit me with her bag but fails horribly and stomps off. "We're over! For good!" She turns and stomps off some more.

"I can't wait tell she falls down the stairs stomping like that." I say and she chuckles. Who is this mystery girl? I may not be single for long.

"Hi I'm Kellin." She says holding out her hand. She looks confident but the way she won't hold her hand out that far gives me reasons to think otherwise.

"Zack" I shake her small hand and put my hand in my pocket. "So are you knew to this building?" I ask her with a panty dropping smile on. No doubt I can have her in my bed by tonight.

She smiles and says "Yeah, I actually just enrolled in the Academy today." She says, but I don't focus on what comes out. Her lips are full and are fucking insane and I can't help but imagine her sucking my cock. A smirk crosses my lips.

"Oh so you don't know your way around here? I can help if you want, I've been here since eighth grade." I tell her and she smiles.

"Sure, but just so you know I'm a minor. I am in tenth grade." She bites her lip and she looks at me and I can't help but smirk and let my eyes travel down to her curves. When did tenth graders get so hot?

"No I'm a twelfth grader but I never would have thought I would meet a tenth grader so short." I smile and she rolls her eyes.

"Well my first day doesn't start till Monday, think will you be free tomorrow to show me around?" She asks confidently. I can't help but smile at the way her hands are playing with the rips of her jeans in almost an embarrassed way.

"Yea I can show you around on Saturday. Can I have your number so I can text you then?" I smile a little bigger and even wink just to hear her laugh.

Her laugh sounds so fucking sexy. She pulls out her phone and tells me to put my number in. I do as she says. "Now may I have your number?" I ask smiling.

"Nope, not until I text you tomorrow." She gives me that stupid wink back and normally I would be pissed at the fact that she has all the control but she is only being funny so I can't help but laugh.

She blows a kiss my way before turning around and walking away. Yeah, I've got my next girl.

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Hey guys! So I haven't forgot that I'm rewriting the book. Please reread it! It might be confusing if you jump in with the new chapters as they come. Anyway, see you guys next week. ❤️