panties♕ -n.m & s.w

Part Six♛

Melody Archer♛

"Hey." Arabella smiles as we place our coffees on the table and sit either side of it.

"Hi," I reply, itching to tell her about my first day...and episode with the guy from last night. "You'll never guess what." I say, she looks up from her phone and raises her eyebrow at me to continue.

"What?" She asks.

"Remember those guys from last night? The guy who slapped my ass?" I question, she nods. "He's in my English class and I managed to get him sent to the principal." I snicker, playfully patting my own back.

"What did you do?" She groans.

"Nothing bad," I defend. "He literally tried to get in my pants, so I squeezed his hand real tight," I laugh. "You wanted to see his face, oh my God it was so funny."

"No way dude, his friend, Sammy is in my class, he sits right next to me," she gasps. "He totally did the same thing to me, but I didn't nearly break his hand."

"What the fuck Bel, you should've, he can't just touch you like that." I snap, Arabella is sweeter than me. I'm not afraid to hurt people, she is too kind for that.

"I told him to stop and he did, no big deal." She shrugs.

I sigh. "Well anyway, he got sent to the principal's office." Laughing, her eyes go wide as she looks past me.

I turn around and glare at the two guys walking into the college cafe on campus. They order and sit down in the booth across from us, directly across from us.

"Hey," Sammy smiles at Arabella, walking over to our table after they both notice us. I glare at his friend, 'Mr Maloley'. "What a surprise." He chuckles, grabbing a chair to sit on it backwards at the end of our table whilst his friend takes a seat beside me.

I glare at him and shuffle away from him. "Melody," he says, I turn my head to look at him. "Can I touch you?" He asks.

I scoff. "Fuck no."

"Why not?" He asks.

"For one; I do not want you to touch me, for two; I don't know you, for three; I don't even know your name." I reply, resting my chin on my palm.

"I told you last night baby," he chuckles, letting his eyes wander up and down my body. "Don't you remember?"

"I got drunk, of course not."

"Nate, call me Skate." He replies, holding his hand out to shake mine, I casually ignore it and turn to Arabella, sighing when I see her and Sammy having a private conversation of their own.

"Why Skate? Why can't I call you asshole?" I sweetly smile, tilting my head cutely.

"Lil' mama," he chuckles. "You can call me anything you like, and Skate is my nickname, long story." He shrugs.

"Nice to meet you Asshole, I'm Melody." I weakly shake his hand.

"I know your name, are you sure you want to be screaming asshole? I'd much prefer Skate, or Nate." He smirks, trailing his finger down my arm.

I whack his hand away. "My mom said to stay away from guys like you." I inform, he raises his eyebrow.

"Guys like me?"

"Yeah, arrogant assholes." I smile.

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