F A T E D F U T U R E | outer banks

My Purpose. | chapter 2

Walking the halls of the infamous, kildare County High school, i was watched and followed. The stares seeping into my soul, i wore my favourite outfit even though im not into fashion. I had my thin white tank top, underneath i had my red laced bra, did i do that on purpose? I gotta have an entrance. To finish it off i wore baggy grey joggers, low waisted so they would sag at my ankles. I enjoy the looks and glares coming from every click, there was an obvious divide of pogues and kooks. The pogues wore clothes that were wrinkled, dirty and not a care in the world to look presentable. Which i admire, to not give a single fuck about everyone and there opinions.

Coming out of the 'Principals' office to collect my timetable, unexpectedly i get a zap through my shoulder and across my body. Along with that a huge rock smashing into my fragile shoulder bone. When i turn around it wasnt what i thought. A greek god roaming the corridor, blonde hair flying around, i got lost in his pools of water, crystal clear. Muscles at the perfect size not too big not to small, like he can throw me around perfectly. His gaze was the opposite, he raised his top lip and squinted eyes with his furrowed brows. For a moment my heart stopped. If looks could kill i would be dead, this demeanour was uncalled for. I slowly wind my middle finger up whilst we are making strong eye contact, the pissed off look i seen before transformed into a soft smirk. Did he like that? Before turning away i give a soft smirk back along with a wave.
"shit i have history now" i say under my breath.
To my side, a girl with loose wavy curls and two braids at the front wearing a flowy flannel and short shorts. I look at her and i catch her staring.
'Mr.Sunn is a good teacher, i think youll like him' She says with a convincing tone. Ive never liked a teacher before unless they were fit.
'i doubt that' i say laughing. Without a second thought shes grabbing my arm dragging me down the halls.
'ill show you, his room is L41 we're in the same class along with some of my friends' She demanded.
Walking through the door frame, i saw him once again sat there looking straight through me.

'Oh hey kie where were you?' The boy exclaimed.
I whisper in her ear 'your names key like k-e-y'
She bursts out laughing whilst shaking her head. Mr.Sunn Enters the room blabbing on why he was late, he directs me to my seat. Is this fate or what? Im now sitting next to the blonde beautiful bodybuilder. In the corner of my eye i catch his gaze, i turn my head towards him and he acts like somethings interesting about the window (which has a view of a brick wall).
'do you wanna go to the bonfire tonight with us?' said kie desperately.
'whats the bonfire?' i said, hoping he overhears.
'its just a party u should come..jj's going to be there'
she responded with a smirk.
'whos jj' i ask. Kie points to the god next to me and he gives me an awkward nod and smile.
'any fit boys going?' i ask kie with a smile.
'ouch' jj says with his hand grabbing his chest. We all begin to laugh.

After a long day at school, i come home to my mum led across the sofa and plates cluttered everywhere.
'arent you suppose to be at work?' i say with a disapproving look.
'i dont start till Monday Bree give me a break!' she snaps. I don't even have the time to argue with her today, so i head off to my room to get ready for the bonfire. I wanna look good but not too good so i look effortless but then i want to look like i made an effort. What am i doing just get ready. Ive never found it so hard to get ready before. I curl my hair to add some bounce and wear my dads oversized sweatshirt with some high waisted denim shorts. I don't talk about my dad a-lot, theres not much to talk about to be honest. I put on my jewellery and head out the door sneaking some weed with me. Outside is Kie and if i remembered correctly; JJ, Pope, John B.
'Hop in the Twinkie' John B says sticking his head through the passenger window. Getting into the back of the van, i smelt the stench of marijuana.
'Who's the stoner then?' i ask whilst getting the baggie from my back pocket.
'That would be JJ' Kie responds. I turn to jj whilst shaking the bag.
'its a guilty pleasure of mine that i cant say no to.' he says laughing. I chuckle. He moves so hes sitting next to me, i stare at him for a minute. I was mesmerised by his beautiful smile and his dimples. I start grinding it up then begin to roll. We are smoking the zoot, after he takes a long drag he turns it around and feeds me it. Was it the tension in the air or the fumes of weed that made me feel like this, the eye contact which u could never disconnect from. Something I've never felt before. WHAT AM I DOING? I only met him 13 hours ago, what is wrong with me. Im never like this.., so it should mean something right?
Suddenly we arrived and the 9 minute car journey felt like years. Stepping out of the van, was the livest party I've went to, the vibe was immaculate. When walking through the crowd all eyes were on me. I sit down on a log with a drink in hand, had no clue what it was and i didn't even care i was stoned as fuck.
'Take it easy' A man to the left of me said.
'The fuck, why would i listen to you' i said then i proceed to chug the rest of my drink. He stops me, taking the drink out of my hands.
'Do you really wanna feel numb?' He asks me.
'Why not?' I quickly respond. Even though i may seem happy about the move, i just keep remembering my lover whose out there and i will never see them again. The man grabbed my hand, and took me to a fold out table that was set out. The man grabbed a little bag of white powder from his front pocket and lined up two lines with the help of his card.
'i didn't catch your name?' he asks before we inhale this substance.
'Bree, Bree Jones' i repeat twice, i start to realise i'm fucked already and i'm about to do a hardcore drug with a man i just met and i'm too stoned and drunk to see clearly.
'you?' i ask.
'Rafe, Rafe Cameron'  He says mimicking me. We sniff our lines and a buzz goes through my body. He laughs.
' Im not going to charge you for that, you got 100% off discount' he said smirking.
I suddenly feel the urge to move closer towards him and before i know it we are an inch apart, the eye contact not budging.
'whys that?' i ask with a flirtatious look with my elbow on the table and hand on my face.
'your beautiful, thats why' he says staring into my soul trying to figure me out.
'oh really?' I give with a surprised look.
'Don't act like you don't know your beautiful.' he says demandingly. i giggle.
I stand on top of the table and begin to shout
'EVERYONE! I REPEAT EVERYONE GET IN THE WATER NOW!' I look down at Rafe, proceeding to take of my jumper and shorts so I'm in my black seamless underwear. I get off from the table and run off to the water with everyone else whilst giving Rafe a wink on my way in. Watching from afar was Rafe, not letting me out of his sight. I found this hot, i've always gone for the overprotective and toxic boys but the sex has always been good sooo can i complain?
After half an hour in the water, i come out and look around that the 150 people there went down to 60. Kie and that were gone along with the Twinkie.
'what cunts!' i say whilst throwing a can of beer.
Rafe was no were in sight until someone grabbed my hand, it was Rafe. Hidden away from everyone behind a rock wall that separates us from the others he had me lent up against the wall and his hand on my neck.
'your the most beautiful girl I've ever seen.' He said with a deadly serious face, i blush so hard i can feel the colour in my cheeks rush in.
The water sobered me up, and i was conscious of what i was doing. My vision cleared up along with it, i truly believe the men from outer banks are everything compared to British boys. His curtains dangled in-front of his face which was cute and his smile was amazing but his eyes were gorgeous. Facing so close to him i grabbed the collar of his white polo with one hand and the other around his neck. Our noses bump into each other and he goes in. His lips bounced off mine like it was instinct and natural, it was co-ordinated perfectly. His big hands were placed on my neck but the other starting moving down my neck, brushing down my arm then onto my thigh, lifting it up causing our bodies to collide; rubbing up against each other.
'I want you, i need you' He says softly in-between our kisses.
I felt his muscles ,through his thin polo, get tense. His hand sent vibrations from my thigh to my... causing me to get flutters which made me more hungry for him. This is too much, i shouldn't be doing this on my first day here I'm going to be known as a slag. I push him of politely.
'i think we should stop' i say with a look telling him I'm sorry.
'its okay but why? did i put you off' he asks generally interested.
'its my first day here and i wouldn't be making a good impression if i sleep with the son of the richest man in outer banks.' i say with a raised eyebrow and smile.
'Don't worry i get it, maybe another time. Do u want me to drive you home?' He says tucking a piece of hair behind my ear. I nod. Getting on the back of his motorcycle was thrilling as i wrapped my arms around his waist for protection. I felt safe with him even though i just met him, it feels like i've known him for years. Parked outside of my house he asks.
'your a pogue?' he mumbles.
'yes and is that a problem?' i say with sass to tell him i'm not ashamed.
'no, not at all' he says dissatisfied. I roll my eyes and wave him bye. As he puts on his helmet, the atmosphere changed as almost he was repulsed. Well i have his number if i want a hookup, probably not the best to get into a relationship anyway. I walk into my house whilst avoiding the rubbish and clutter. Enter my bedroom, hit my head on the pillow and called it a night.