The Virgin on Campus| PERMANENTLY DISCONTINUED

ch. 1|Little Miss Virgin [Taylor]

A\N: Hey, Lovelies! Its Lacey, I hope you guys like my story. Its currently my very first and don't mind the crappy cover. Don't mind the grammar errors. But anyway, you guys are beautiful and amazing. Vote and Comment. And all that other fun stuff.

Love You All!- Lacey!

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Taylor Clarkson's P.O.V.

In approximately, ten minutes and forty seconds, the Halley's Comet will cross over Earth, with vivid lights traveling just behind like a fire tail. I pulled the telescope, towards the sky and admirer the beautiful, deep purple color and the small sense of calmness and stillness. I peeked into the telescope, hoping to see some dazzling stars, shimmer. I stare up at the sky and I just loved the feeling of being part of this life.

I opened the window wider not caring if the next door neighbors, not caring if I made Julian uncomfortable. He makes me uncomfortable, with his loud, meaningless music and he's obsession for cheesecake models. I have the burden of waking up in the morning to see a model, half naked in his room watching me as I tried to enjoy a good morning.

I looked over to Julian's room and he was unfortunately there, reading a magazine surprisingly. I looked at the magazine and realized, it was a book of models not education. Makes sense for people like him. He stood up from the bed and at first I though, he was proper enough to wear pants whiles he was in his house. He wasn't, instead he was in his boxer. Ugh! I'm truly disgusted.

He pulled off his white tee and tossed to the side. And by my guess he's a dirty pig who wears no pants. What a turn off! He's toned skin and somewhat abs, were on disaplay glowing from where I stood. I don't understand why women at school, worship it. Its just muscle, nothing like constellations or galaxies. Now that's something, worth worshipping.

He flipped his, short brownish-black hair to fall over his eye and touch the stupid, invention, man has created. A phone. I don't like them or think I'd ever want them. They are, a waste of time. More girls spend their time on their phones then they do actually learning something in life. Case and point, Harley. Not getting into who she is but just so you know, I despise her with a passion.

He plays the meaningless music and my peace was ruined, I tried my best not to scream at him. The first time I did that, I ended up, having my parents stuff me in a room with that no good, stupid idiot for hours, so we could connect and be friends. Waste of time really, after that we never became friends. We don't share lunches or braid each others hairs or make friendship bracelet. We argue, fight and if I'm lucky, I get a swung at his thick head.

"Julian! Do you mind! I'm trying to admire the science here! Turn the music down," I said, trying not to yell. He don't move. He can't hear me. I groaned and wipped my hands into the air. I'm going to yell but not loud enough. He'll hear me and my parents will happy, not arranging torture for me.

"Julian! Turn that meaningless music down! Some people are trying to watch the Halley's comet! It only comes 75 years and I can't miss it for the world! If you understand, I ask that you stop,"I begged. It was coming! Julian notices and smirks through the window. He going to make this situation worse.