Kissing for the Player

Chapter 13: Merry-Go-Round

Dun. Dun. Dun!

That's all I have to say.

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Chapter 13 

The next day, I felt depressed and I probably couldn’t keep my head up in class. Why do people hate Mondays when Tuesdays are much worse? I felt like someone had put a giant boulder on my back when I was asleep and somehow glued it!

The cold wind was like a bucket of ice water to my thighs, as I had resorted back to my slut outfit though I think I might of exaggerated and turned myself into a whore. I was wearing short shorts, which end, at the bottom of my badonkadonk instead of my regular denim shorts and a gold corset. I look like Emma Stone from Easy A, but I over done it with the shorts.

I strutted across the school parking lot, earning ten times more wolf-whistles than I had the first time I ‘transformed.’

Suddenly, out of nowhere a strong hand pulled me inside a bush. My vision was blurred from the speed they had taken for a few second as I blinked it away. Finally, I started seeing a familiar figure, “Ja--?”

I was cut off by his hand covering my mouth, “Shh, I shouldn’t be doing this!”

“Mmmm, mmhmmm!” I mumbled and since I didn’t like having such restriction I licked his hand.

“Oh, gross!”

“Well, you should have learnt from last time!” I snapped, “And what do you mean you shouldn’t be doing this?”

“I can’t say but could you come with me?”

I stood up in outrage and shouted, “You think I’m that easy, I’m sick of your bi-polar attitude!”

I turned around ready to walk away, for him only to stand up and grab me back and spin me around then look me up and down and finally he said, “What the HELL are you wearing?”

“Nothing of your concern. Now, I’m going to leave!” I exclaimed.

“You don’t think I’m going to let you go that easily?” He said.

I turned on my heels ready to run but stopped by my shoes, as he grab bridal style. “Put me down! You, tushie!” I screamed.

He only laughed and walked down to his car as we got the attention of many people. I swear I’m going to kick his little (extremely hot!) booty!

He took out one hand from under me and open the car, “How are you still carrying me?” I squealed.

“Your extremely light!” he chuckled.

Me, light? We must have been in an alternative universe. He put me in the car, on the front seat. I tried getting out when he was going round only for him to catch me when I had only taken one step. I put my arms over my chest, a bit pissed by how he treated me.

He got in the other side of the car and said, “We’re going on a little trip!”

I eyed him up suspiciously, “What kind of trip?”

“Wait and see…” He whispered.

“Wait!” I screamed.

“What?”

“What about school?” I asked.

“Screw school!” And just like that we drove out the gates to God-knows where.

Five minutes of driving I got bored so I turned the radio on and Black Eyed Peas filled the car. I looked out the window and looked how all the trees and houses pasted, then I realized I was in a car with a player and we were going to some place that totally top-secret, making me think that… we’re going to fairy land!