Kissing for the Player

Chapter 11: Shirts and Dates

This is only one day so please do remember ONE day! Anyway this is to HelloGoats446 because it's her birthday today and  she is awesome so everybody should wish her happy birthday. You are going to hate me for this chapter. And I'm going to personalise my smurf awards!

Peace!

...and war!

There'll be war if you don't like my smurf awards!

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Friday

Today I was wearing my new shoes I bought yesterday afternoon and loving them even more, they hurt less than my platform shoes. Rose convinced me to try on normal heels but they hurt even more so I voted against it, I bet she still regrets me buying these shoes. I noticed Rose's absence more than usual maybe this time it was because she was with Ryan instead of me.

Right now I was walking down the hallway looking for my next prey, I'm still up on this slut idea even though my last prey I had at lunch yesterday had taste of pizza. I promised myself no more pizza ever in my life but I will kill if one of my prey taste like chocolate and puts me of it forever, even worse if it's my choco-chippie. One hot guy just walked past me and Jake just standing at the end of the hallway talking to the of his 'players', I quickly made my presence noticed by the other guy by tripping over my feet.

Man did that hurt my butt but my plan work and he was jogging towards me while Jake and the others just watched with curiosity. 

"Are you alright?" He asked as he got lower down and offered me his hand. I swear if I wasn't playing Miss. Slut I would of asked him out on the spot for being such a gentleman.

"Yeah, I just lost my balance for a second," I replied politely, while I was talking I noticed his eyes flicker to my mouth for about a second. Well, I finished setting up the bait now for him to come and grab it, that sounded dirty, I need new metaphors.

I gave a smirk to single I wanted something from him, he quickly understood and bent down whispering, "do you?"

I gave a slight nod and he led me to the closet, God, this is getting easier to seduce the male population. I used to give them a little credit but now they're just sad, lost, ugly trolls who need a personality make over and less weak to girls assets. I closed the door behind me and he attacked, he literally attacked me. He pushed me against the wooden door and smashed his lips against mine or should I say he crushed my lips to a million pieces with his rock hard lips. You could tell this guy hadn't had fun in a while because this is way to out of it, I wasn't even into the kiss and I could still taste what he had for breakfast.

Okay so now more pizza, cereal, egg, bacon and... brussels sprouts? This dude had cereal, egg, bacon and brussels sprouts for breakfast? Now this is just great! First I always have cereal for breakfast and two I couldn't even eat brussels sprouts before, now I would probably scream when I see it. This a min--

He did not just do what he did! Please tell me he did not just grope my chest area, okay I had enough. I tried to pull away but he wrapped his arm behind the middle of my back and pressed me closer than before, that we could of mushed into a new life form. He started to take off my top a bit too eagerly, could you consider this as rape? I tried harder this time to full away but it only made him rip off my sleeve, so I tried speaking instead.

"Get off please," I said but with his lips on mine it sounded more like, "it off easel."That didn't make sense in my mind but it seems to say to him to take off my clothe faster, and I know it didn't mean that.

I pulled away harder than before and said, "stop. Please, stop." 

He smirked, "You said yes so now we're going all the way." He push me back harder this time banging my head against the wall this time. I resisted and kept saying no over and over, until he pushed to the floor making my top get hooked on something sharp and ripping down its side and him ripping it all the way, showing my my bare skin and my black lace bra. I heard the bell ring but it wasn't the warning bell, it must of went off before but I never stopped. I screamed for help but he only slapped me and start playing with his trousers, the douche is prepared to rape in school?