All characters are 18 and high school seniors.
❥ Elizabeth Alardo craves power. She craves power over her school, and power over people. And soon, power over the nerd. With her Queendom being threatened, he couldn't come at a better time. Almost li...
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I watch as Eliza walks away from Iju, and makes her way to the student council meeting. I stay a couple steps behind.
I know what it looks like, but I'm not following her.. this time.
A couple of days ago, the student treasurer transferred schools. I took the opportunity to get closer to her.
Her soft blonde hair moved perfectly along with her as she led the meeting, she looked like an angel. I wish I kissed her that night, but I couldn't.
I want her to be fully aware and in control when we have our first kiss. I don't want her to regret it. I want to make her fully mine.
I'm already hers.
She's dressed in a pink blazer and matching skirt, as opposed to her usual cheer uniform. I loved how she matches her outfits to everything. She even convinced the principal to change the school colors and cheer uniforms to pink. A lot of guys particularly were unhappy by that, but that didn't stop her. I love how persuasive she can be.
She can persuade me to do anything.
I watch as her beautiful, soft lips spread to a smile. I feel a surge of anger at the realization the smile wasn't directed towards me. But I soon am lulled back to calmness with the sound of her voice.
"We'll all meet back here tomorrow immediately after school." She concludes then sits back down.
People filter out and I wait till her and the vice president are the only ones left.
I stand up when I hear Yusra, the vise president, say, "I'm gonna go make those copies I'll be right back." Then walks past me as if I don't exist.
That's what I like about Eliza, she never pretends like I, or anyone, don't exist.
"H-hi.." I say softly.
She looks up, "Dumbo.", then looks back down at her papers. "What can I do for you?"
I shift to cover the bulge I got from her calling me that degrading nickname, "I have the chess club meeting tomorrow.."
"It's mandatory." She says as if her word was dogma.
My eyes are mesmerized by how her hair falls down to cover her eyes and she moves it back to place. It looks so soft, I want to touch it.
She suddenly slams her glittery, pink binder shut, snapping me out. She stands up and grabs her binder and pink pompom pen.
"Is that all?" Her icy glare falls on me. The bulge in my pants pulses.
I move my notebook in front of it. "Y-yea."
With that, she walks away, hips unintentionally swaying.
Quickly, I dash to the bathroom.
Pulling out her pictures on my phone, I pump my dick.
In one picture she's still in her cheer uniform, sitting at the local burger place, laughing.
I swipe to my favorite picture of her, sitting at the park, reading Silvia plath.
The next one is of her in her room, listening to music and studying.
I swipe to the next one, of her laying in bed, in the middle of an intense orgasm. Her eyes were rolled back, hips in the air and her manicured finger in between her folds.
It didn't take long for me to finish all over the stall walls. I groan in relief but I am still not fully satisfied.
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Eliza.
Eliza.
Eliza.
That's all I can think about.
That's all I could think about since that day in freshman year.
I spent the last three years cultivated myself to be perfect for her. I was now fit enough to beat that shitty ex of hers, I was now fit enough that she would find me sexy, I grew into my ears, and I even applied to Yale law school for her.
Slowly and quietly, I open her bedroom window. I don't want to wake her or her parents.
Sitting on her window sill, I remove my shoes. They have a no outdoor shoes rule and I respect that. I gently place my shoes on the window sill, making sure they don't tip over.
I walk over to her peaceful body, sleeping in white silk tiny pajamas and sleep mask. Her soft breathing guarantees she's asleep. My eyes scan her uncovered body, cleavage showing.
I gulp and go to trace her silky exposed legs.
Her skin was so soft underneath mine. I trace all the way up to her breasts, where I reveal her hard nipple. I trace my finger against it, then softly pinch it.
She quietly moans, rubbing her thighs together.
I restrain myself from sucking on her perfect breasts and retrieve my hand. I slowly cover body with her silk covers, press a kiss on her temple.
My entire existence is for her, I would kill for her. I would sacrifice the whole world for her favor. I admire her immaculately smooth skin, and her plump kissable lips.
She stirs in her sleep, causing my trance to break. I slowly stand and make my way out from where I came in.
