when you are popular, there are two sides to every story

Chapter 6

When I got to the parking lot, I was laughing so hard, I nearly fell over. Lucky Zac was there to catch me. “What’s so funny?” he questions.  I just smile. I couldn’t risk anyone finding out about what I did, otherwise I would be in serious shit, and let me tell you, I didn’t want that. “Ah, just the adrenaline rush, that’s all,” I lied. Pathetic excuse I know, but hey, call me when you think of something better. I smile sweetly at him, and he seems to buy it. That’s the joy of guys, they’re so shallow! “Well, back to the more important stuff, where do you wanna go?” Zac asks me. He wraps his arms around my waist and kisses me. He whispers “a hotel somehere?” and raises his eyebrows. “Well.................” I trail off. This probably will be the last time I can have sex with him, so why not? “Well?” he says. “Why not!” I smile at him, kind of getting excited. “Perfect he says, what hotel?” he smiles seductively, really turning me on. “Surprise me,” I say as sexy as I can. He winks. “Fine with me!” and we start to drive off.

Zac does surprise me. He takes us to a hotel I’ve never seen before, on the other side of town. It’s really fancy, not some dodgy hotel you see teens having sex in in movies. There were little cute hedges and plants everywhere and there was a massive marble fountain next to reception. I think I was going to like this place. As we walked over to the reception, we saw a little blond women, having a conversation on the phone. From listening to what she was saying, she sounded like a complete bitch. When she finally finished and bothered to help us out, she looked at us sternly. “You kids arn’t here to cause trouble are you? Shouldn’t you be in school?” she asks us, looking us up and down. Zac beat me to it. “Free period,” he said through his teeth. I just stood there like a spastic, watching them stare each other down. Zac was never a people person. I gave her a fake sweet smile. “A room for two, we promise to cause the least trouble we can.” To prove it I got out daddy’s plastic and showed it to her. I raised an eyebrow. What was up her ass today? This was noway to treat guests. “No baby, your my guest.” Zac gives the woman his credit card instead. I smile at him. Zac has fortunate money too, just like me. He winks at me. The women sighs. “Ok punks, I’m going to give you a room till tonight, and if any funny business goes on, we have the right to kick you out and call your parents, got it?” she asks. We just glare at her. She gives us the card and she goes back to work, not giving us any thanks. As we walk off Zac states the obvious, “What a bitch!” “Shhh!” I laugh, “she’ll hear you!”. “Um, Sas, that was the whole point,” he says. I just laugh, Zac is such a character. We get into the elevator and press level  15, our level. The elevator is empty, so we start to make out. When we get to our room, we look around. It is fancy as hell. It’s a huge room, and the bed is like, twice the size as mine, and mines a king! The bathroom has a spa, shower and the whole drift. We get a private blacony and everything looks like it costs over $500 at least! “Babe, how much is this costing you!” I ask Zac in disbelief. “Don’t worry beautiful, anything for you,” he says and pulls me to the bed. We start making out and Zac pulls my top of and unclasps my bra. I undo his jeans and take of his top. “Wait,” I say. He looks at me. “What babe?” he moans, wanting to get back to business. I love to tease. “Condom?” I tell him. He chuckles to himself. “Lucky I always carry a spare!” He says. Yes, very lucky. I don’t want to get knocked up at 17! We continue. I moan as I feel him inside. He grunts, enjoying it just as much as I am. I better make the most of, this will probably be the last time we get to make love.

After we finish, we give back our card to reception. It’s a different lady this time, and she seems nicer then that other bitch. “Did you two enjoy yourselves?” she says giving us a wink. “You betcha,” Zac says back proudly. I just smile. “Well you kids go have a fun night,” she tells us. “We will!” we call while walking towards Zac’s car. “Well at least they’ve picked up their standards and used a lady taking anti-depressants as their reception lady,” Zac says. “Come on you!” I sigh. Zac has always been hard to impress. He is really picky with everything, especially girls. I guess I’m lucky I got him. When we get back home, I give him a quick kiss and get inside. I still have to pack and get ready for my new school, but I promise Zac I’ll see him tomorrow. When I get inside, I can’t see Lisa anywhere. She must’ve gone out to do grocery shopping or some other shit like that. I decide I might look at those information papers on Chenary. It looked like an ugly school already, considering how awful the name was. You’d expect to call a bird or a gardern Chenary, not a freakin school! I went to my room to start reading. At Chenary Boarding School, the bringing up of fine ladies and gentleman, we  don’t tolerate foul teenage behaviour. That’s why many parents choose Chenary, as they have high expectations on their children blah blah blah.........Oh my god! Did my parents want me to be a nun or something! Fuuuuuck! I fell on my bed. I did not want to be a goody two shoes when I am at this age! I want to have fun and go to partys! Not learn how to host a tea party! And what would the kids be like? Would they be stuck up snobs full of it, or would they actually be cool? Were there any hot boys? How would I control the social pyramid? Question after question flew to my head that I decided to take a shower and leave everything as a surprise.

After my shower I did a little research. I went to my laptop and typed in Chenary into facebook, to see what the kids had to say. The comments were neutral, nothing really that special. There was one girl that said she hated some teacher called Mrs Sentle, but nothing I needed to take into account. I then typed it into google. They said there average grade was A-, so they must’ve been pretty tough in the academics. They’re into music and football, and ballet is compulsory for girls! Shit! I hated dance, hated it! I was NOT going to prance around on stage and look like a spaz in tiny pointe shoes! Egh! I could get my parents to sue? There was no way.......... but I guess this whole thing is my fault, so I won’t get my parents involved. I kept on looking down, and I clicked on ‘Photos of School Events.’ They were updated, so I decided to take a look. The first photo was a picture of some guy called James Donald. It said he was captain of the football team, and he was holding some trophy. Man, he was hot! One of the hottest guys I’d ever seen! He looked my age, and he tied with Zac. He was different from Zac, he had black hair, whereas Zac had blond, and he was probably a bit taller then Zac, and maybe sexier? Either way, I wanted him. I usually don’t favour jocks, but he was definitely an exception! Hopefully I would see him around. I had done enough research for the night, and decided I would go to sleep, to dream about James.