°Chapter 1¬

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It was my second last year of high school and Its the year ive felt the most impulsive. It started at a valentines dance at the school which i never go to because its for sheep. But this year i wanted to be one of those fucking sheep.

I saw this guy, oh my when i saw i wanted to be all over him as the vodka in my system was leading me to as such. Everyone wanted to be around him so i swooped in.

I shook his hand feeling the multiple rings, my heels couldn't make me tall enough to even reach his chest but oh when we hugged for a picture. His black shirt neatly tucked into his black pants. That black belt with the dragon buckle that he could use to do anything to me.

And his chains that i could grab on.

The night went on and everyone was dancing. I grabbed random people to dance and i did with him too.

We went to go sit on the wall that they called lovers lane. He sat and i was micro dancing between his legs. I was making little moves thats what i mean.

Hes friend came to sit by us and his other friends. But still he looked at me and i still dancing looked at him. We kissed subtlely and it was my first kiss.

I got his number and we talked on the phone through of course. We saw each other in the hallways and he would look genuinely excited to see me.

Then a week after the encounter i smoked a little and sent him a long text message telling him i like him and i want him to tell me if he likes one of my friends and so on..

Well he replied with "interesting". Then he "we can still be friends" and i smoked till i blacked out.

My bestfriend Sandra laughed when i told her and she told almost everyone. I was pissed. Then i found out that my friend kelly was using him to make his friend jealous. Again why??.

Turns the boy, the one that i liked Nick was into sandra and so was his friend.

Sandra came and personally told me how nick asked her if she had a boyfriend and she said no and he said that he could be her boyfriend...

Sandra was the girl at school, i was never jealous of her i was just pissed that everyboy i seem to like wants her.

So i stopped sharing details of my life with sandra otherwise she would tell the world of my embarrassing rejection stories that i tell her as a secret.

She noticed but i just told her that my life had nothing interesting happening meanwhile she tells me and other ppl separately all her love dwandles.

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It was afterschool on a monday i was waiting for my parents to fetch as it was raining outside. I decided to go sit my a lonely girl that i didnt know and i introduced myself to her.

We had a wonderful talk about sex and the ppl that rejected us. As i was talking i heard a deep laughter behind us. He was cute to my sight but i didnt take further notice of him. I turned around and shook his hand telling him i apologize for talking so vulgar and he said it was fine.

Me and this girl continued to talk and eventually he left. I told her how cute he was and still i didnt look further in.

Then i had sports practise after school and i saw him 2 twice after school. I evaluated him from head to toe. His name was Marco, he was double my height, faded hair with waves, little facial hair above the lip that didnt make him look like a predator.

He was nonchalant, he was a year older than me and found me funny once.

I was now infatuated with Marco, there were no butterflies but some little organ of mine got excited.

The next day i forget what he looks like. HOW????

I look for him all over school for the next 3 days and he is nowhere to be seen. I had completely forgotten what he had looked like.

The next week i see Marco everywhere. And i mean EVERYWHERE IN SCHOOL.

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